Ninth Circle by Jordan Silver

Author:Jordan Silver [Silver, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-28T00:00:00+00:00

ALYSSA

Iwas still a bit peeved about the whole Natalie situation to the point that I almost rubbed the skin off my face as I went through my nightly routine. “Asshole jerk and his bitch ex come to disrupt my life,” I mumbled the words, but what I didn’t know was that the burr up my butt was standing in the doorway watching me moisturize.

“Is that any way to talk about your husband?” I almost jumped out of my skin at the unexpected sound of his voice and looked at him through the mirror. He was just lounging there with his arms and legs crossed like he had no fucks to give.

I must not be doing my job right if he’s this relaxed. “And why are you being so aggressive with your face?” He walked into the room and came up behind me to wrap his arms around my middle from behind.

Now, why the hell did that give me butterflies? And why did I have to fight so hard to resist leaning back into him? Either I’m getting soft, or he’s found a way to come in under my guard.

I elbowed him to get him the hell away from me, and he just laughed and bit my ear. Well, now, since he’s here… “Do me!”

“Yes, ma’am.” I expected him to at least lift me onto the sink or something, but no, he just leaned me forward, pulled my cute little sleep shorts down, spread my legs, and slid into me.

“Hey, why were you so hard already?” I ask this while ignoring the fact that I was already wet myself.

“I got hard fighting with you.” He had the nerve to bury his face in my neck after saying that incendiary shit. You mean to tell me that while I was mad enough to spit nails, he was thinking about doing me?

“Concentrate, or I won’t fuck you.” How did he know? I started to give him what-for, but he bit my neck, sucked the flesh behind his teeth, and my cooter purred and gave me away. This bitch has no class.

I tried reeling her in attempted to remind her that we were mad at him, but then he dipped his legs, giving himself a better angle, and my eyes crossed as my knees began to buckle. He knew every damn thing that was happening to me because while his teeth were buried in my neck, his eyes were watching me in the mirror.

If I didn’t like the feel of his dick so much, I’d stomp on his foot but dammit. This is what happens when you’ve only ever had inferior dick. You become a slut to the good stuff. Just something else to make Denny pay for.

It's on account of him that I wasn’t prepared for this one. I thought all dicks were the same. Of course, I knew there were all different sizes, but how was I to know that there was such a vast difference?

I thought because I mastered Denny’s pencil

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