My Stepfather, My Ruin
My walls clenched around him so hard he groaned, but he didn’t stop.
He kept fucking me through it, chasing his own release. By the time the fourth orgasm started building, I was a mess. Tears were streaming down my face and my body was shaking. My voice was hoarse from repeatedly screaming his name. This man was a beast. “Tristan, please—I can’t—”
“You can,” he rasped, thrusting deeper. “One more. Give me one more, baby. I want to feel you shatter around me.”
The fourth orgasm tore through me like a storm. I cried actual tears as pleasure overwhelmed me, my body convulsing, my walls fluttering wildly around his cock. When I decided to give him one orgasm, I didn’t know he would reward me wi