TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS novel Chapter 42

ANYTHING FOR THE BLACK VAL ROD

The silence of the mansion was gone, now replaced by the heavy breathing of two people who had finally stopped pretending.

Valentina towered over me on the bed, her muscles rippling like a shadow under the dim light. She looked down at my naked body with a hunger that made my skin prickle.

Without a single word of comfort, she grabbed my inner thighs. Her hands felt like iron clamps, forcing my legs wide until I felt a sharp pull in my hips. She knelt between them, her massive, dark length pointing straight at me, pulsing with a life of its own. It was thick, heavy, and slick with the pre–cum I had teased out of her moments ago.

“Look at it, Queen,” she rasped. Her voice was a deep, vibrating rumble that I felt in the mattress beneath me. “Look at what you’ve been begging for while you lay next to my father.” 2

I looked down, my eyes narrowing, my breath hitched in my chest. I watched as she leaned her weight forward. The blunt, heavy head of her cock pressed against my entrance.

It felt like a hot brand. She pushed, and I felt a slow, agonizingly thick expansion. She wasn’t sliding in; she was forcing her way through a space that had never been filled like this. I bit my lower lip so hard I tasted blood as I felt her girth stretching me, inch by slow, punishing inch. 1

“Nnnnggh… ahhh… oh God!” I shrieked.

She drove forward again, a deep, heavy lunge that buried her entire length into me. I felt the impact deep in my stomach, and against my cervix it almost made my vision go white.

I was filled to the absolute brim. Every inch of me was occupied by the throbbing heat of her.

“… Valentina… you’re… you’re so big!” I sobbed, my head tossing from side to side on the pillow.

“I told you,” she grunted, her face twisted in a mask of raw concentration. “I’m not my father. You wanted

a real De–Lore? You’ve got one.”

She stayed there for a heartbeat, letting me adjust to the sheer size of her. Then she started the rhythm.

The sound of our bodies meeting was wet and heavy. She started with slow, deliberate thrusts that pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back in.

Every time she withdrew, I felt a vacuum–like ache that made me whimper, and every time she returned, it was like a lightning bolt to my spine. 1

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Yes! Right there! Mmm–hmmm… ahhh!” I wailed.

I reached up and gripped her shoulders, my nails digging into her hard muscle. She was tireless. She didn’t slow down to breathe. Her thrusts became faster, turning into a relentless, animalistic pounding. Slap. Slap. Slap. The heavy bed frame began to groan against the floor. 2

“Ahhh, ohhh, yes! Ohh, fuckkk, Val! Ahhh, ohhh, fucking yes! Ohhhh, fuck, it’s so big… it’s so fucking big…

ahhh, ohhh. 

“You’re so tight, Queen,” Valentina hissed, her sweat dripping onto my chest. “It’s like you’re a virgin. Does the old man even reach this far?”

“No! Ahhh! Never! Ohhh… ah–ah–ah! Only you! I’ve only ever fucked… ahhh, oooohh… just you… ahhh, yes … ooh, yes… ahhh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Ahhhh, yes!”

I was losing my mind. My eyes were rolled back, focused on nothing but the fire she was starting inside me. I felt my walls begin to quiver and twitch, clamping down on her like a clip.

“Val, it’s coming… it’s co… ah… Valentina! AHHHH–HAAAA!”

I hit the first climax within minutes.

“Damnnnnnn!” she cursed. She didn’t slow down. She used my climax to milk herself, her pelvis slamming against mine with a brutal force. She delivered ten more punishing thrusts until she finally snapped. 2

“I will fucking destroy it if… ah… if I fucking have to.”

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! More! Give me more! Break me, Valentina! Mmm–hmmm… yes!”

I started to buck back against her, meeting her thrusts with my own desperate hunger. I was narrowing my eyes, biting my lip, my fingers clawing at the sheets. I felt it coming, and without warning, I hit my second climax–a deep, dark pressure that made my legs give out. I collapsed onto my stomach, but Valentina didn’t let up. She kept her grip on my hips and kept pounding away.

“I’m close again,” she roared, her voice echoing through the suite. “I’m going to fill you up until you’re overflowing!”

“DO IT! AHHHH! YESSS!”

She let out another animalistic roar and dumped her second load deep inside me, her body jerking against mine until she was empty.

We lay there in the dark, the only sound being the ticking of the clock and our jagged breathing. I was a mess of sweat, shaking, with a hole filled to the brim with her.

Slowly, Valentina pulled out. I felt the heat leave me. I was satisfied. I couldn’t want more. She stood up and looked down at me. She didn’t look tired. She looked like she was just getting warmed up. I looked down and–holy moly–she looked like she was just starting. Still hard as fuck.

She reached down and scooped me up, pulling me off the bed. I wrapped my legs around her waist, my head falling onto her shoulder.

“Where… where are we going?” I whispered.

Valentina walked toward the ensuite bathroom. She kicked the door open and looked at the cold marble shower.

“I told you I don’t stop easily,” she growled, her voice a terrifying rumble. “We’re going to the bathroom. And I won’t stop until you can’t walk.”