I gasped and clenched at the intrusion. “Fuck, you’re so tight, angel.” His hand holding me up by my hair spasmed. “I can barely get it in,” he said, working his finger in slowly. “How long has it been?” He tugged my hair when my lips thinned defiantly. “How long.” “Weeks,” I said as the pain in my scalp and the fullness in my ass formed a potent shot of pleasure throughout my body. “What kind of man leaves you unsatisfied for weeks?” he growled, sending another finger in.
