87. Danica

Danica

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I 'm on the verge of exploding, and Rhyland is turning me into a wild, insatiable slut. With that vibrating plug in my ass and his thick throbbing cock slamming into me, I can't resist the delicious blend of agony and ecstasy.

Fuck it, I'll take all the pain for this kind of pleasure any day.

His blood strikes my senses like lightning. Each drop is a cascade of spice and cinnamon that dances through my veins, igniting an intense, unquenchable desire. The sensation is different—it buzzes with electricity, starkly contrasting our previous encounter's slow, simmering heat.

"Tell me, baby…" he growls, his voice filled with possession. "You like having all your holes filled—Say it. Say you fucking love this."

"I-I love it," I moan, my voice filled with desire. "I fucking love it."

And I do. Oh my god, I do. Rhyland has me so worked up that I'm teetering on the edge of oblivion.

"That's my girl," he growls, shifting the angle of his thrusts to hit the spot that sends me over the edge.

My pussy tightens around him at his filthy words—on the edge of orgasm. "Don't you fucking come—not until I say," he commands, pumping into me with brutal force.

"Rhyland..." My brain can barely form his name as my body shakes from the pleasure overload. "Rhy...land," I gasp, my voice hoarse with need. The vibrating plug nestled inside me sends delicious shivers through my body, each pulse matching the relentless pounding of his massive cock.

Tears of pleasure stream down my face, my makeup likely a mess, but I couldn't care less. "Please..." I beg.

Who knew double penetration would be this fucking mind-blowing? The combination of sensations has me on the edge of oblivion, teetering on the precipice of the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced.

His fingers close around my neck, choking off my oxygen supply, while the other hand tugs viciously at my tangled locks. I'm immobilized and gasping for air, but dying here with Rhyland fucking me senseless? Sign me up any day.

"Yeah—You want to come, baby?" Rhyland's primal desires surge as he takes control.

"Yes! Fuck—please." I choke out under his tight grip, unable to hold back. My vision starts to white out; the pleasure is too much.

"I should make you wait; I should make you burn like you made me burn," he growls.

Pinned against him, I surrender to the relentless pounding of his cock. It's erotic surrender at its finest, and I wait with bated breath for his next command.

Every thrust of his hips against mine sparks an eruption of pleasure so intense it borders on pain. That sweet, familiar pressure builds—the need to pee, a sign of the tsunami-like orgasm that's about to detonate within me. The kind of release he fucking lives for.

"I want your tight pussy drowning me." His thrusts become faster and harder, his hips a blur as he slams into me. "Now, be my dirty girl,baby. Make a fucking mess all over me."

I can barely process his filthy words, my body too consumed by the eruption that's coming. "Rhyland... oh fuck..."

One…two more powerful thrusts, and my body detonates like a bombshell. "FUCK!" I cry out, my voice is hoarse, as the orgasm tears through, spinning the room out of control. "Rhyland…" I don't even recognize my voice. My body convulses, my release drenching both of us, a warm gush that paints the floor and soaks him.

Rhylandsilences my screams with his hand, his eyes burning into mine. He doesn't miss a beat, his cock still pounding into me through the aftershocks of my climax. "There it is, what I've been fucking waiting for," Rhyland growls, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's it, baby, just like that. At my mercy and completely wrecked. You're all fucking mine."

His words are a drug to me, pushing me higher as I ride the waves of my orgasm. He owns me, body and soul, in this moment.

His teeth sink into the tender flesh of my neck, a sharp bite that blends pain and pleasure, sending me spiraling back into the abyss. "Fuck!" I cry out, my voice a plea for mercy as he thrusts deeper, claiming every inch of me. "Don't stop... please... again..."

The room echoes with our primal grunts and moans, our bodies a tangle of sweat and ecstasy. This is how we fuck—wild, untamed, and utterly consumed by one another.

Rhyland wrenches me off the counter, and the next thing I know, I'm bent over the nearby bench. "Oh, you think I'm finished with you, huh? Not even close, baby. I told you, you will be begging for mercy."

I'm panting, my breath coming in hot, shallow gasps asRhylandyanks the plug from my ass. He looms over me, his eyes dark with hunger, then jerks my head back, devouring my mouth with his. Our tongues clash in a savage dance, a prelude to the raw, animalistic fucking we both crave. A strangled moan tears from my throat—a sound only he can wring from me.

He pulls away, his lips curved in a devilish smirk. "Beg me to wreck that tight ass of yours,Dani. You know you wanna feel me there." His voice, a gritty rasp, betrays his own pent-up desires.

I can barely form words, my need too urgent, too primal. Every inch of my body thrums with raw, relentless longing. It's like an electrical storm is raging inside me, each bolt of lightning striking directly to my core.

His deep, raspy voice whispers in my ear, the sound of it sending pleasurable shivers down my spine. "You're my filthy little temptress,Angel. Admit it, you get off on being a dirty, cock-hungry slut for me." His grip on my hair tightens, a delicious pain as he pulls my head back, forcing me to look up at him.

"I want to see your pretty eyes,baby," he growls, his breath hot on my skin. "Look at me while I fuck you senseless. I want to watch you fall apart around my cock."

My pussy is soaked, throbbing, and dripping wet—a testament to how much I want this. And when he pushes into my tight channel, there's no need for lube. The friction is exquisite agony as he stretches me, forcing me to accommodate his massive size.

"Holy shit , Rhyland," I breathe, my eyes widening as the fullness of his girth washes over me. "Your cock... it's too much." I bite my lip, a whimper escaping as I struggle to adjust to his size.

He senses my momentary hesitation, and his challenge is swift. "Can't take it, baby? Can't handle my big cock tearing you open?"

Oh, but I can. With a primal growl, I push back harder, meeting his thrusts with matching ferocity. I want all of him, every thick, veined inch buried deep. My muscles strain, embracing his cock like a silk glove.

"Fuck, baby," he grunts, his hips snapping forward, driving himself deeper. "So fucking tight. Your ass is gonna milk my cock until there's nothing left."

I grind against him, my desire hotter than the sun, dripping like honey down my legs. I push back harder, riding the wave of pleasure, letting any lingering pain wash away in the tide of ecstasy.

With a slight adjustment, Rhyland finds a new angle, his leg propped for better leverage. He thrusts deep, hitting every sweet spot, every nerve ending, making me feel utterly possessed by him.

"FUCK!" I scream as he drives into me harder, faster, each thrust a pounding declaration of ownership. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room, a rhythmic slap that matches the wild beat of my heart.

The sounds escaping my throat are animalistic, raw, and unchecked. I'm reduced to my most primal self, unable to form words, but the groans and moans convey my pleasure perfectly. It's dirty, it's raw, it's punishing, and I love every fucking second of it.

"Play with that sweet little pussy for me, baby," Rhyland grunts, his voice heavy with his own need. "Rub that clit while I pound your tight ass."

My fingers instinctively obey, finding my clit, teasing and circling it as his thrusts become rougher, more desperate.

"Harder," I demand, my voice hoarse and wanting. "I want to feel you, all of you. Want to be sore tomorrow, knowing it was you."

"Fuck, you're so needy," Rhyland grunts, his voice edged with satisfaction as he obliges my demand, thrusting with relentless force. My body explodes with blinding pleasure, orgasm after orgasm rocking my world, my cries echoing off the walls.

He lets go, too, his pleasure building to a peak before he curses, his body rigid as he spills himself into me, marking me as his. There's nothing sexier than a man who loses control, who knows what he wants and takes it.

In the aftermath, he pulls me tight against him, his lips skimming my neck, tasting the salt of my sweat. We're breathless, our hearts pounding erratically, our bodies quaking in the aftershocks. "You drive me out of my fucking mind," I whisper, my voice soft and sated.

A smirk plays on his lips as he nuzzles my neck. "Good. That's exactly where I aim to keep you, baby. Right at the edge, begging for more."

S ashaying back to the table, I find Emily standing at attention, her face a cocktail of worry and nosiness. "You good, girl?" Her eyes give me a once-over like she's searching for clues.

My ass is sore in all the right ways, giving my walk a distinct "just got royally fucked" swagger— like I just hopped off a mechanical bull. The knowing looks from everyone at the table confirm that my post-sex glow is on full display: tousled hair, smudged lipstick... the whole "thoroughly ravished" package.

I flash Em a cheeky grin. "Oh, I'm peachy. Just needed a little... private chit-chat." I throw her a wink that says, "Get ready for the juicy deets, babe." She's gonna have a field day when I spill the tea on this steamy sesh.

Let's just say Rhyland's given her enough ammo to tease me 'til the cows come home. That man knows how to leave an impression in more ways than one!

Lucian, never one to miss an opportunity for a smart-ass comment, "Can you guys ever go anywhere without acting like horny teenagers? Seriously, it's like watching a fucking National Geographic special on the mating habits of the sexually frustrated."

He leans back in his chair, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm all for a good ol' fashioned bathroom bang sesh. But you two? You're like rabbits on Viagra. It's almost impressive, in a slightly disturbing way."

Rhyland shoots him a lazy glare, not quite angry but clearly growing annoyed.

"Alright, alright!"Lucianholds up his hands, his grin never leaving his face. "I can take a hint. I'll just be over here, basking in the afterglow of your sexual exploits. Don't mind me."

He winks at me, blowing an exaggerated kiss, and I can't help but laugh. Insufferable pain in the ass though he may be,Luciancertainly knows how to keep things interesting.

Never a dull moment with this crew, that's for damn sure.