Snake's Addiction(42)
She relaxed, taking more of the stiff plug. He kept up stroking her, feeding more of the plug into her ass. She cried out as he pressed the last inch inside her.
“You’ve taken it all, baby. You look so beautiful.”
He stroked her clit as he started to fuck her with the plug. It didn’t take long for her to start fucking back against him, taking as much of the plug as possible.
“I think that’s enough. I want to be in this hot ass before you come.”
She heard the tearing of a condom then some silence. There were no distinctive sounds to make out. Licking her lips, she panted for breath, waiting. She didn’t have to wait long as the tip of him started to push past her muscles. The anal plug had opened her up enough that it didn’t hurt for him to work his cock inside her. He was bigger and longer than the plug. He continued to stroke her clit, and it wasn’t long before she was pressing her ass back against him, crying out.
“That’s it, baby, fuck back to me, ride my dick.”
Jessica was full. Her ass was on fire, and yet that fire only drove her crazy. She didn’t want the fire or the burn to end. It was magical, electrical, and completely forbidden.
“My woman, my cunt, my ass, and my mouth. I own you all now, baby. No other man will know what you feel like.”
“And I own that dick,” she said, screaming as he plunged into her ass.
“Come, Jess. Let me hear those sweet screams.”
He thrust into her ass, caressing her clit at the same time. The sensation was too much. She pushed back, moving herself onto his cock and fingers.
Fisting her hands into the blanket, she panted as the pleasure built to a fever pitch. She screamed his name as her release crashed over her. Snake picked up the pace, fucking her ass until finally he came, filling the condom he wore.
He collapsed over her, giving her all of his weight. She didn’t mind. It was nice to be surrounded by him.
“Fuck, baby, you’re the dream, the complete fucking dream.” He kissed her shoulder, her neck, wrapping his arms around her before turning them to the side.
“Complete dream?”
“Yeah, you’re my dream. My raven haired dream woman.”
He tilted her head back, claiming her lips. His cock was still deep inside her ass.
There were times she couldn’t believe she was in bed with Snake, the man she promised herself she’d never fall for.
“Marry me, Jessica.”
Staring into his eyes, the scent of raunchy sex in the air, everything just felt right to her.
“Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Chapter Eleven
“You’re getting married then,” Dime asked.
It had been a week since Snake had proposed to Jessica. He’d bought her a ring and presented it to her at the club last Friday. It was now Monday, and he was sitting in the strip club waiting for the first women to come onto the stage.
“I’m getting married.”
“There’s no way I’m going to let any woman catch me.”
“I thought that, and look at me. I’m going to be married. You have to admit that every brother who’s married, is happy.”
“I’m not going to be controlled by one pussy. I like the variety at the club. With you down, it just means more pussy for me.”
Snake shrugged. “Don’t care.”
He sat back looking up at the stage. Music was turned on, and in the next moment a dyed blonde with fake tits walked on stage. “Hey, I’m Clara, and I’m here to rock your world.” She pulled her hair down, grinding her hips to the beat of the music.
Watching the show, he couldn’t help but look down at his cell phone. He missed Jessica already. After dropping her off at work, he’d come here. She knew what was happening today. His cell phone buzzed as Clara was getting to removing her shirt. He was pussy whipped, and it wasn’t good for his image.
Jessica: How’s the tits?
He smiled. This was his woman supporting him.
Snake: Not as good as yours.
Several seconds passed with nothing happening. When the phone started to ring, he let Dime know he was leaving to take a call. Stepping out into the fresh air, he answered her call. “Hey, babe.”
“So you still like my tits?”
“I’ll always love your tits. I’m a tit man.” He leaned against the wall, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Most of the redecoration in the strip club was done now, and it was just down to the finishing touches.
“Really? I thought you were an ass man.”
His cock filled with blood as he recalled the feel of her tight ass gripping him.
“What can I say? I’m a greedy bastard. I want both.”
She chuckled. “I take it you can’t come for lunch?”