Hans (Alliance #4)

“Please,” I beg again.

The sound of his zipper is so loud in the empty room, it’s like I can feel it on my skin.

“Use your words, Butterfly. Tell me what you need.”

I feel dizzy.

I’m so ready to explode.

“Inside me.” I feel like I’m going to choke on the words. “I need you inside me.”

His thumb pulls out, then pushes back in. “I already have a finger buried in your ass.” He pushes it deeper still, and dots of light start to spark in my vision. “What else do you want?”

Embarrassment tries to overcome my lust, but I tell him. I tell him what I need more than I need my next breath. “I need your cock, Hans. Please.”

His body moves closer to mine, and I feel his jean-clad legs against the back of my bare ones.

“Where do you want it? Here?” He jiggles his thumb in my ass, and my clit starts to throb. “Or here?” Something warm and hard slaps up against my core.

I nod my head.

“Words.” He slaps his dick against my pussy a second time.

“There.” I’m almost sobbing now. “Put it in me there.”

He rubs the head of his cock up and down my slit once, my dripping arousal coating him instantly.

Then he starts to push in.

He’s so thick. So much to take.

My shoulders hunch forward, and I focus on breathing.

Hans holds still, with just the tip inside me, as he still rocks his thumb in and out of my ass.

I can’t…

It’s too much.

I’m stretched everywhere.

I can’t take it.

“So tight,” Hans grunts.

Then he thrusts forward, sinking every inch of his cock inside me.

CHAPTER38

Hans

The crythat Cassandra lets out might be a scream, but I can hardly hear her over the rushing of my blood.

Her pussy is so fucking wet. So fucking tight.

I can’t stop. I can’t slow down.

I don’t want to.