Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

“You like having your pussy licked and fucked at the same
time?”
“Yes.”
His voice drops. “What about this, baby? Do you like
this?”
He sweeps a finger over the tight lubed ring of muscle
between my ass cheeks and gently presses down.
I gasp, eyes flying open, back going stiff.
He croons, “Shh. That’s it, unless you ask for more.”
My heart pounding like thunder under my breastbone, I lie
stiff and wide-eyed as he gently massages me there, working
the dildo slowly in and out of my pussy as the
vibrating/sucking toy makes a meal of my clit.
The sensation of him touching me where no man has
touched me before isn’t unpleasant exactly. It’s just very, very
strange. Almost too intimate. I feel like we’re doing something
wrong.
I feel like that for all of about ten seconds, until the combo
suck-fuck he’s orchestrating with my personal pleasure
devices overtakes the rational part of my brain, and I collapse
facedown again onto the mattress again, moaning deliriously.
“That’s my sweet dirty girl,” Kage growls. “You’re so
goddamn beautiful. I wish you could see yourself fucking this
fat pink dildo. Flexing your hips. You make me so hard. So
fucking hard.”
His voice sears along my nerve endings. He pushes the
dildo in and out with increasing speed until I’m moaning and
writhing, bucking against the bed. The sensations are
overwhelming. The vibrations, the fullness, his finger teasing
that sensitive, lubed-up, forbidden bundle of nerves—
The orgasm hits me with such force, I can’t make a sound.
My back arches involuntarily. My mouth opens wide. I
convulse helplessly as Kage whispers every hot filthy thing a
man can say to a woman, words of praise and sexual
obsession.