Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 110

Lose Myself–2

His shoulders drop in obvious relief, and he nears me again. He watches me, placing his hands on my hips as he flips me onto my hands and knees. I hear him draw in a breath and then feel him prod at the plug in my ass.

“Breathe out, love.”

When I do, he pulls it out. It’s slow, uncomfortable, but beneath it all is a hum of eroticism that has my clit pulsing and my pussy weeping. I hear the thud as he drops it on the bed and then I feel his fingers on the rim of my asshole, spreading fresh new lube.

I sigh, the coolness soothing to my skin.

You tell me when it’s too much, okay?”

I nod, adjusting my legs so that I can spread myself wider.

“We’ll go at your pace. You’re in control.”

I nod again, gripping the sheets when I feel him push in slightly. It burns and tears prick the back of my eyes.

“Breathe, love,” he grunts, and I can tell he is on the edge of his own control.

I bury my face in the pillow and take another inch before I stop him with my hand on his hip. “Zaid.”

“It’s okay.” He stills, giving me a second to adjust.

Although it seems impossible because my muscles want to contract, they want to close, but Zaid’s cock is in the way.

“Fuck,” he mutters behind me. “Fuck, love.”

I breathe out and drop my hand from his hip. He takes that as his sign and he pushes in more. We go on like that for a few more minutes until he’s fully inside me.

I’m moaning, groaning, breathing in hard pants as my muscles adjust to having something so hard and think inside me.

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Lose Myself 2

“Fucking hell,” Zaid moan, his hips twitching behind me. “I’m not sure how much I’ll

last.”

“Just…” I pant, pushing my hips back. “Just move, Zaid. Make me come.‘

His hands grip my waist and they move down until he cups my pussy. I scream when he comes in contact with my clit. It’s so sensitive, seeking out his touch so strongly that it is almost too much.

He plunges two fingers inside me, and presses two others to my clit, both of his hands paying attention to my pussy as he begins to thrust into my asshole.

The sensations light me up.

My nipples pebble until my skin hurts.

My legs tremble until it’s his hands in my pussy that keep me up.

With each of his thrusts, it’s like a piece of me falls back into place.

I can’t answer except for a shaky moan.

“Harder?”

“God, yes,” I practically scream.

He grabs one of my hands and pushes it against my clit. “Touch yourself.”

I do and he returns his hands to my hips, holding me there so that he can move his hips. He quickens his pace, burying his fingers so deep in my flesh I know I will bruise.

I’m screaming, rubbing my fingers faster, the headboard smacking against the wall, tears