Page 103 of Ravage God

When we finally broke apart, both of us were breathing harder. He pressed his forehead against mine, and I took in his soft brown eyes glowing under the morning light.

He kissed me again.

I readily opened for him as he pulled me on top of his body, my legs settling on either side of him, and my pussy lined up perfectly against his hard-on.

I pressed down on him, loving the feel of his hardness against my softness, and he groaned in my mouth.

Sexiest sound in the entire world.

I wanted to hear him make that sound again, so I ground my hips.

His hands gripped them, as if to keep me still.

“God, baby. You’re driving me crazy,” he said against me.

“Good,” I retorted. “Now you know how I feel.”

He grinned, moving his hands away from my hips and slipping them beneath my panties. His huge palms molded around my ass cheeks, playing with them roughly as he pushed me down harder on him. I felt that move on my clit.

“God.” I threw my head back.

He grinned and did it a few more times, directing me to move my hips in that perfect way that allowed me to feeleverything.

“Elio, please.”

“I know,” he said, dragging my panties down, stopping when they got to my knees. He cupped me between my legs, massaging his hand over my pussy lips.

I leaned down and bit his chest when I felt his fingers probing at my entrance.

I clenched down when he shoved two thick fingers inside, then started fucking me with them.

I bit harder on his skin.

The pain seemed to only spur him on because he quickened his moves, pushing in and out of me in vicious succession.

I wiggled on top of him, trying to get him to ease up when it started to become too much. “Elio!”

“That’s right, baby. God, look at what a good girl you are, taking my fingers like this. Why don’t you come for me? I want to feel you gush over my fingers.”

His words did something to me, and I felt pressure low in my belly, then spreading all through my body and… and…

I screamed when I came.

Elio kept finger-fucking me, prolonging my orgasm.

I screamed louder from the sensation and tried to get away. His hand moved between my ass cheeks, his fingers gently pushing on my back end. My back arched, and I tried to move away.

He held me still as he continued to play with me there.

Oh God.

What was he doing to me?

A second orgasm hit.

By then, I was just too tired to do anything.

I lay my head down on his chest and tried to ride out the brutal storm, unsure if I could hold myself up any longer.