Page 93 of Joey

“I need you,” I mewl, writhing on the countertop as he spanks me again and again. Each time my ass throbs a little harder and my pussy gets wetter.

“You need me?” Smack!

“Yes,” I cry out as pleasure and heat burn through my skin. Tears roll down my cheeks as the tension builds inside me until I feel like I might explode. “Please, Max.”

“Holy shit, I need to fuck you,” he gasps, throwing his belt onto the floor.

I watch him in the mirror as he tears off his clothes. When he walks away, I want to cry. He turns on the hot water and then comes back to me. Picking me up, he carries me to the shower.

The hot water runs over my body, and with breathless anticipation, I watch him wash his cock clean. As soon as he’s done, he lifts me by my ass cheeks, slams me back against the wall, and enters me before I can take another breath.

I moan at the sweet relief of finally having him inside me. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I hold tight, allowing him to give me everything I need.

“I got you, baby girl,” he grunts, driving into me again. His piercing rubs my G-spot, and he rolls his hips, dragging the tip back and forth over it. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, the life-altering orgasm bearing down on me. If he stops me again, I might die.

“You can let go, Joey. You can come this time.”

And with his permission, the orgasm rips through my body like a black hole tearing through space. “Fuck!” I scream, dragging my nails down his back. My eyes roll back and Max just goes on fucking me through it, relentless in his apparent mission to fuck me into oblivion.

“Good girl,” he growls in my ear. “Good fucking girl.”

“Max, I can’t take any more,” I whimper.

“You can, baby. Give me one more,” he grunts as he thrusts harder and deeper. My skin is on fire. My pussy and ass are throbbing. But another orgasm is already curling deep in my belly—coiling like a tight spring ready to explode like a million tiny starbursts.

My thighs tremble, and when he rubs that glorious piercing over my G-spot again, I almost pass out from the strength of my climax.

“Damn, baby, you fucking soaked me.”

My head drops onto his shoulder, and he holds me tight as he drives inside me one last time and pumps me full of his cum.

I feel dazed as Max dries me off and carries me to the bed, laying me down gently on my front, which is a good thing because my ass feels like it’s on fire.

“Don’t move,” he orders. Then he walks to my dresser and starts rummaging through my things.

“What are you doing?” I mumble, craning my neck to see him.

“I saw you had some aloe vera here.”

“Huh?”

“Got it.” He winks at me and walks back toward the bed. Lying down beside me, he strokes a hand over my ass.

I wince despite his gentleness.

“You sore?”

What do you think, genius?But I don’t say that because I can’t take any more punishment tonight and I’m too tired to be a brat. So I just nod sleepily.

“Well, you had your first ass fucking and belt spanking in the same night, baby girl. That’s quite the achievement.”

“And who’s fault is that?” I grumble. There’s only so much snark I can keep to myself.

He chuckles softly. “You tell me. Who thought she could tease me all through dinner without any consequences?”

“Me,” I huff.

He leans close, mouth pressed against my ear. “Know this, Joey, there are a lot of things you can push me on, but this hot little body isn’t one of them. You tease me with it, you’re getting fucked. I don’t care where we are or who’s around.”