I leaned up between my own legs as much as I could to catch his shoulders. “Then stuff it full, Racer. Hurt me.”
His brows lifted then he gave me a slow evil smile. “As you wish.”
He pushed the back of my thighs further down making my ass naturally lift toward him as I was folded. He spit on his hand and lightly moistened the entrance. Trailing his finger around it.
Making me writhe with the need to be stretched. Despite being pinned as I was, I rotated my hips in circles beneath him. Inviting him in.
“Ugh.” He groaned. His eyes brightening at the sight. He tipped his hand and pressed a finger into me. Turning it to loosen the ring of muscle protecting my entrance.
“Does it feel good, Vanna?”
“Yes.” I breathed. My neck straining and still pulling at his shoulders in my im
