Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
My hands clenched when his fingers thrust inside of me, curling them down so each time he went in and out, his fingers played over a sensitive spot that elicited certain high-pitched moans from my throat.
“What about your news?” he asked, spreading my fluids from my pussy to my back entrance.
This was something we’d just started to dabble in.
I still wasn’t sure about it, but today, with the way he’d gotten me so hot, I thrust myself back against his fingers, letting him know that I’d be willing to go a little further today than we usually did.
His rough fingers circled the entrance to my ass, pushing in slightly before they disappeared once again.
He reached forward and grabbed a condom from the box beside the bed, and I moaned when his fingers pushed even further inside with the movement.
I moaned and pushed out and back, his fingers sliding even deeper inside with little effort.
Much easier than normal.
But that might also have to do with the fact that I’d been wearing a plug from Lenore’s store, Uncertain Pleasures.
I’d gone in there the week before, intent on learning all I could about anal sex.
Ridley never came right out and asked for it, but the way his fingers always lingered on my ass let me know that he was interested in it.
Once I’d realized it, I’d started to do my own research, mainly in the form of reading.
And I liked what I read.
So I took the bull by the horns and visited Lenore.
She’d given me a plug, and I wore it for at least an hour a day to start ‘training my ass.’ Her words, not mine.
I could practically feel his excitement as I didn’t balk at the feel of him, three fingers deep, in my ass.
With new courage, he lined his cock up with my pussy and sank inside, completely forgetting that he didn’t have the condom on.
We both moaned in pleasure as he started to pump his hips. Slowly, at first, until he was moving in a steady rhythm in and out of me.
“Jesus, you feel good,” he said suddenly, his fingers twisting inside of me, scissoring inside of my ass.
I moaned in agreement. He always felt good.
Not a day went by that we didn’t make love to each other, and each time continued to get better and better.
“You want me here?” he asked, twisting his fingers again.
I nodded, turning my face so I could see him out of the corner of my eye.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes.”
“Get me some lube…nightstand,” he said, slamming into me harder this time, his balls slapping against my clit and earning a cry of exhilaration from my throat.
I reached blindly for the nightstand, yanking open the drawer so hard that the whole thing fell out onto the floor.
I leaned over the side, reaching forward for the lube only to come up short when Ridley grabbed me by the hips and circled his own, making my pussy practically drip in excitement.
“Ridley,” I gasped. “I can’t reach it.”
He chuckled, letting my hips go.
I leaned forward until he was nearly all the way out of me, and finally reached it.
Once I had it closed in my hands, he pulled me backwards once again, filling me to the hilt.
“Jesus Christ,” I moaned, my head burying into the comforter once again as I blindly tossed the lube back to him.
It hit somewhere behind me, but I was enjoying myself too much to notice where.
I felt it, though, when the cool slickness of it hit the rim of my asshole.
It heated quickly, though, with the help of Ridley’s fingers.
“Lee,” I gasped. “Please.”
He growled low in his throat.
“What do you want, baby?” he asked. “It harder?”
I shook my head, unable to answer.
Lucky for me, I didn’t need to.
He knew always knew exactly what I needed.
Which he proved moments later when his cock slipped from my depths.
I heard the distinct sound of the lube rubbing up and down his shaft, then he was pressing the head of his cock to my ass.
Nervousness flitted through me, but he’d thoroughly prepared me, making the slow, smooth slide of his cock entering me relatively painless.
The fullness, though, was another story.
I screamed, unable to help myself.
He slid all the way inside, his hips meeting my ass, and I started to come.
My control fled as he started to jerk himself in and out of me, his thrusts turning erratic and short as he pumped himself into me.
The stretch I felt, combined with the fullness of him inside me, prolonged my orgasm into something I’d never experienced before.
I was delirious as my orgasm rolled through me, pulling me down so deep that I didn’t even realize he’d come until I finally got my hearing back online.
“You okay?” he panted.
“Yes,” I croaked, nodding my head as I said it in case no sound came out.