Page 75 of Seducing Sasquatch
Arden rubs my prostate, the pads of his fingers brushing at my channel with a stroke so deep I feel it in my stomach.
“Deep breaths, baby.” He pulls me back to the present. Sucking a breath through his nose and out his mouth, letting me follow until my heart is no longer pounding like a drum.
The burn of my hole being stretched has me gasping as he adds a fourth finger. My stomach rolls with each pump of his wrist as he fucks his digits into me.
“Good boy,” he purrs. “You look like you’re enjoying your toy.” His grin is evil.
I scowl at him, gnashing my teeth as I thrust my aching dick into the fleshlight. The slap of my balls hitting the silicone folds surrounds us.
“More,” I mewl. God, I need so much more. He’s ruined me. I’ll never be satisfied with anything but his huge cock.
Arden tuts, “So greedy.”
But he doesn’t let me wait long. The slide of lube and the slick sounds of my loosened hole fill my ears as I feel the nudge of his thumb. I bear down, relishing in the burn but also the sudden fullness that has my eyes rolling into the back of my head.
His thumb slips into his palm, and his knuckles meet resistance. I look down at his arm pumping between my legs, his bicep bulging with pulsing veins as he fucks his hand into me.
Over and over, each thrust of his fist stretches me wider. The air in my lungs evaporates as his knuckles breach my tight rim.
“Yes, baby. Take my fist.” Arden’s growl is more animal than before. His golden eyes darkening with heat.
My dick twitches in the fleshlight and I pull it away from my shaft, but his free hand grasps my wrist. I freeze.
“No you don’t,” he snarls around his canines. “You’re going to fuck that sleeve while I fist-fuck your hole. And I want you to try to come.”
My blood zings with a mix of excitement and utter terror. I just want to touch myself. To bring myself to that peak of perfection. Where my body sings, and my world falls away into ecstasy.
But I listen to Arden.
With a moan, I slip the fleshlight back onto my dick, tears welling in my eyes. “But it’s not tight enough.”
He simply chuckles, not offering me anything else but his fist sinking deeper into me. My stomach bulges with each jolt of his hand. My body rocks with his wrist as he fucks me hard and deep.
“Even with my fist inside you, your hole is still quivering for more.” Arden pulls his fist back, right to the edge of his knuckles, the widest part of his hand. “Do you need something more? Something like my knot?”
I nod, biting my lower lip and throwing my head back, exposing my throat. “Fuck me, please!”
A tweak of pain explodes along my chest. My eyes snap down my body and I find Arden’s fingers squeezing my pierced nipples. His mouth closes in on the other. The mix of pain and pleasure has a scream building in my lungs.
His tongue is so hot it nearly burns as he lavishes my peaked nipple. His fingers dance over the barbell in my other nipple, tugging, twisting, and toying with my body. My back arches, my hips thrust back into his fist as he plunges into me.
“I said fuck me, Daddy!” I cry out.
With his face buried in my chest, Arden turns to where my arm is strung over my head, exposing my armpit to the cold air. The swipe of his tongue on the most ticklish part of my body has my spine stiffening.
I wiggle in his grasp, but he holds me in place. Arden’s growl of warning halts me. I watch as he fills his lungs with my scent, his tongue gliding over my skin, leaving a cool trail of saliva behind.
He’s marking me. Scenting me.
I shiver at the knowledge that this man wants me more than anything in this world. His eyes close as he slows his fist to a languid thrust, his nose pressed onto my skin. It’s amazing to see him lose himself in me, just like I do to him.
“Daddy,” I whimper.
His gaze meets mine, the fire of desire still burning in his eyes. “Yes, baby?”
I swallow, flexing my hole against his wrist. “Fuck me.”
Without a word, he carefully pulls his hand from my hole. The way my stomach drops with the emptiness he leaves behind has a distressed whine filling my chest.
