I’m nervous as hell as we walk into the honeymoon suite together. It’s on the top floor of a gorgeous hotel building tower, and Griffin can simply come and go as he pleases.

I don’t know what I’m doing here. He should hate me, he really should. And I think he does on some level. But clearly not entirely, since he brought me to this room, and he says he’s going to forgive me.

That sends chills down my spine. He’s going to forgive me, but he’s going to make me work for it. I’m dripping wet already with anticipation, and I know that’s a little messed up. I should be afraid, a little nervous, since what I did to him is inexcusable. But I’m still so excited that I can barely contain myself.

The suite is big, a lot bigger than I thought it would be. There’s a large sitting room with a couch and a television, a small kitchen area, and a bedroom and a bathroom leading off the back hallway.

Griffin takes off his jacket and drapes it over a chair. He starts to roll up his sleeves while watching me, which makes me nervous.

“Do you want a drink?” he asks me.

I shake my head slightly. “No. That’s okay.”

He shrugs and walks into the kitchen area. He opens a cabinet and takes out a bottle of whisky. I watch as he pours himself a drink, admiring his strong arms and his deft hands. When he has his drink, he sips it and walks back over to me.

“Why do you think we’re here?” he asks me softly.

I blush a little bit as the image of his vibrator in my pussy, his plug in my ass, and his cock in my mouth comes back to me.

“You said I have to… you know.”

“Say it.” His voice is smooth and calm, and his smirk drives me insane.

“Earn your forgiveness.” I’m dripping wet, buzzing with excitement and desire.

“That’s right.” He takes me by the hair and pulls me toward him, wrapping his arms around me. “How do you think you can do that?”

I shake my head slightly. “I don’t know.”

“What will you do for me?”

“Anything.” My heart is beating so fast.

“Anything, hmm?” He shakes his head. “I don’t know. I already have your virginity.”

I blush even deeper. “I’ll do anything,” I repeat. “Just tell me what you want.”

“Okay.” He steps back. “Take off your clothes.”

I bite my lip. “Right here?”

“You’re going to do as I say, Erin, if you want my forgiveness.”

I nod my head once, working up the courage. I pull my shirt off, step out of my pants, and finally slip out of my matching bra and panties. When I’m finished, I’m standing in front of him, completely exposed and naked, my clothes in a pile at my feet.

He throws his drink back and puts the glass down on an end table. He walks around and around me, admiring my body. I’ve never felt so utterly and completely exposed, even when I had my legs spread wide open for him.

“You’re beautiful,” he says softly. “You know that? Absolutely fucking beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I say, trembling.

“But you’re nervous. And a little scared.” He smirks at me. “You should be.”

“Why?”

“Because there’s one thing you haven’t given me yet.” He steps close to me and takes my hair in his hand again. His other hand slowly moves down my body and I gasp as he spread my legs open. I’m dripping wet as he dips his fingers into my pussy and slowly rolls them up along my clit.

“What is it?” I ask, though it comes out a strangled moan.

“I’ve fucked your mouth. I’ve fucked your pussy. Now, I’m going to fuck that tight little ass and come deep inside of it.”

He presses his fingers deep inside of me and I gasp and moan.

“Yes,” I whisper. “You can have anything you want.”

“Oh, I know.” He pulls his hands back and releases my hair. “Turn around. Spread your legs. Lean over that couch.”

I hesitate before obeying. I turn, put my palms on the back of the couch, and I spread my legs. I lean forward a little bit, pressing my full breasts together, and I look over my shoulder.

He unbuttons his shirt and tosses it aside, looking at my ass the whole time. I watch as he takes off his shoes, socks, and finally his pants. When he finishes, he stands behind me in just his briefs. I can feel his rock-hard cock against my ass as he leans over of me, taking my hair in his hand.

“Do you like being exposed like this?” he asks me. “Your little pussy dripping wet, just waiting for me to fuck it?”

“Maybe,” I say.

He slaps my ass, hard, surprising me. I gasp a little, but he immediately presses his fingers inside of me. It’s confusing, the way the pain melds into the pleasure, making it so much sweeter. With two fingers deep inside of my pussy, he asks again.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes,” I moan.

He presses his fingers deeper as his other hand slowly moves around my throat. He presses his fingers inside of my mouth and I suck down on them as he fucks my pussy with his other hand.

I try to moan but I can’t, because I’m too busy sucking on his fingers. It feels so good, so fucking good, to have him finally touching me again. I haven’t stopped thinking about him all week, picturing the way he can make my body feel, and this is even better than I imagined.

He pulls his fingers from my mouth and from my pussy and slaps my ass again. He smirks as I look over my shoulder at him and he slaps my ass again, harder.

“Turn around,” he says. “And get on your fucking knees.”

I do as he asks more than willingly. I drop down to my knees as he pulls off his black briefs, revealing his hard cock. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this hard before. I take him in my hand, slowly stroking him, before sliding him between my lips.

“God damn,” he whispers as I start to suck his cock. “I love those lips. Fuck, girl. I missed this pretty mouth sucking on my cock.”

I work his shaft with both hands, since he’s big enough for me. I suck his tip and slide him into my throat, gagging but still working him, desperate for his taste. I love his cock and I want to make him feel good. I want him to be proud of me. I want to earn his forgiveness.

It helps that I’m dripping wet and sucking his cock just makes me wetter. I can’t help but take one hand and put it between my legs as I suck him. I find my clit and start rubbing it as I slide him into my throat.

“Good girl,” he says. “That’s a good dirty fucking girl.” He takes my hair and presses me deep. “Rub that little pussy while you take my fat cock down your throat. Fuck, you are so sexy. Hearing you try to moan with a dick in your mouth just drives me fucking insane.”

I realize that I am moaning, and loudly, except it’s muffled by his cock. That just makes me more excited and I suck him faster, deeper, lips working and tongue rolling around his skin.

He finally pulls me back, drags me to my feet, and spins me around. He roughly bends me over the couch again, slaps my ass hard, and slowly presses his cock deep inside of my pussy.

I gasp and moan as he fills me. He takes me so suddenly and quickly, I don’t have time to worry about whether it’ll hurt or not. It does, but not nearly as badly as the first time did. In fact, the pain is so slight, and the pleasure so intense, that I can barely think at all.

He starts to fuck me from behind. Last time he was slow and gentle, but this is a different side to him. He’s hungry, I can tell, as he slaps my ass again, thrusting his big dick inside of me. My pussy gets all stretched from his big cock slamming into me, filling me up, and it makes me moan. I don’t bother trying to hold back.

I start to work my ass back against him. He grabs my arms and pulls them roughly behind my back, shoving my chest against the couch. His cock fills me at a new angle and I love it. I look sideways and back at him, and we’re both sweating as he fucks me deep and hard. It’s so rough and dirty, and it feels so fucking good. He slaps my ass and pulls my hair, roughly teasing my breasts and my nipples.

He reaching around my side and starts to work my clit as he slams into me. “This pussy is mine,” he grunts. “I’m going to fuck you rough and deep, make you come, and then I’m going to fill up that tight little ass of yours. So take that cock, you dirty fucking girl,” he groans.

I twerk my ass back against him, riding his long, thick cock as he rubs my clit, and I realize how close I am. He can work my body so easily, getting me right on the brink of orgasm. Before, when he got me this close, he stepped back and made me beg for it, but not today.

Today he is slamming into me like a fucking animal, fucking me in the full sense of the word, and I can’t help but love it.

The orgasm rushes through my body, flooding me completely. I come hard on his big cock as he slams into me, fucking me deep and rough, not holding back at all. I grab the back of the couch and dig my nails into it as my whole body tenses and spasms as the orgasm rolls through me.

I feel high and amazing as it finally passes. He slides his cock from my pussy and I feel like he destroyed me completely. He turns me around and I’m so loose, he almost has to hold me up.

He kisses me deep on the lips. Our tongues touch and his kiss wakes me up a little bit. We break off slowly.

“Now, it’s my turn,” he says. He lifts me off my feet, throws me over his shoulder, and carries me into the bedroom like a goddamn caveman.

He throws me down onto the bed and I grin up at him. He grins back and turns me around, positioning me on top of the comforter. He spreads my legs wide, positioning me on all fours, and slowly rubs my pussy with his fingers.

“Are you afraid?” he asks.

“No,” I say. “But I’m nervous.”

“Don’t be. I think you’re going to like this.” He pulls my hair back and kisses me again. I can feel myself getting dripping wet again. He presses his cock against my pussy and slides himself inside of me, making me gasp.

He slides in and out slowly, getting me nice and wet. As he fucks me slow, he puts his fingers in my mouth, making me suck them. When they’re nice and covered, he pulls them from my lips and presses one finger inside my ass.

It just feels good. He presses another one in, and then a third one. It doesn’t hurt at all, in fact, it just makes me so much wetter. His cock fucks me slow and deep as he fucks my ass with his fingers.

When he thinks I’m ready, he pulls his cock from my pussy and spits in his palm. I look back at him, nervous excitement ringing through my body.

He doesn’t ask permission. He just rubs his saliva all over his cock, presses his tip against my ass, and slowly pushes it inside of me.

I gasp and grip the sheets. He’s so much bigger than anything I’ve had before. He takes it slow, moving deeper and deeper. It hurts more than anything else has up to this point, but it isn’t that bad actually. I keep myself calm and relaxed as slowly his big cock fills me.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “I didn’t think you’d be able to take my whole cock.” I look back at him and I realize he’s completely inside of my ass.

“Oh my god,” I gasp.

He slowly pulls back and fucks me. He fucks me slowly at first, and reaches around my hips to rub my clit as he does it. The pain slowly fades, and that amazing full feeling starts to replace it. The pleasure from that plus the pleasure of him rubbing my clit is surprisingly amazing.

I let his man fuck my pussy and now I’m letting him have my ass. He’s taken every inch of me, and this last bit is particularly taboo. I never thought I’d let a man fuck my ass like this but I can’t help it. He feels so amazing, so confident, and he slowly starts to fuck me faster.

My moans get louder. I’m honestly surprised at how good it feels. I take him deep inside of my ass as he works my clit and I absolutely love it.

“Take over for my fingers,” he says, grabbing my hips. I do as he says, reaching back with one hand to rub my clit. I’m face down against the pillows and he starts to fuck me faster. “I’m going to fill this little ass up with my cum.”

“Oh shit,” I moan. “That’s so dirty.”

“You’re right. It’s filthy. And you fucking love it. Listen to yourself.”

He’s right, I do love it, and I’m moaning loudly. He fucks me faster, deeper. It hurts, but the pleasure of my fingers on my clit counteracts any negativity. In fact, the pain of him in my ass, mingled with the pleasure of my clit and the pure fact of how dirty this is, drives me closer to orgasm.

I can’t believe it. I can feel the second orgasm building up inside of me.

“You’re going to fucking come for me, aren’t you?” he asks, fucking me faster. “Not before I fill you up, you little slut.”

“Oh god, Griffin,” I moan. “Please. I want to come again. I need it.”

“You fucking dirty girl.” He slams into my ass, not being gentle at all anymore, and I work my clit faster. “I’m going to fill your little ass up. You filthy fucking girl.”

I’m face down getting fucked in the ass and I fucking love it. All at once, the pleasure peaks, and he thrusts deep inside of me, groaning.

I come just as I feel him come inside of me. I think the feeling of him coming inside of my ass pushes me over the edge and my whole body drops into spasming pleasure. It’s pure fucking bliss as he groans, filling me up. I keep rubbing my clit through it all, working myself through the orgasm, pushing my limits.

When we finish, he slowly slides out of me. We collapse onto the bed together and he wraps his arms around me, kissing me tight and deep.

“Am I forgiven now?” I ask him, buzzing with electricity.

“You’re more than forgiven.” He kisses me again. “You’ll always be forgiven for anything you do from here on out.”

I grin at him and kiss him softly. I go to adjust but I wince as I move.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Sore,” I admit.

He grins. “Sorry about that. I went a little overboard.”

“It’s okay.” I kiss his lips. “I liked it.”

He grins at me. We go into the bathroom together and get into the shower. We spend the rest of the day kissing and touching and talking softly.

I never thought I’d have this again. I thought he was gone for good. Part of me expected him to fuck me and then leave me, but I was willing to let him do that.

But he’s not leaving. He says he’s never leaving. He says he can’t leave, even if he wanted to, because I make him feel so good. He makes me feel that way, too.

It’s incredible. I never expected this. I also never expected to have him deep in my ass, but it’s funny how things happen.

It’s not over, of course. My father is still a problem. But right now, it’s a problem for anther day, because I’m going to enjoy this moment with Griffin and nothing can take it away from me.