Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“God, I didn’t know. How could I not have known?” fell from my lips in a tumble of words.
“You know now. Let’s start getting you opened up some more.” Josh grabbed the lube, and my body automatically tightened slightly. “It’s okay. I’ll be good to you. You’re gonna fucking love it. Put a pillow under your hips so I can get to your ass a little better.”
I did as Josh said. I heard the click of the bottle, and then his wet finger rubbed my rim. Warm lips pressed to my ass as Josh began to work the first finger inside. I couldn’t yet say it was the best thing that had ever happened to me. It was…uncomfortable. It felt like he was putting something where it didn’t belong, but it was Josh and that knowledge helped.
“We good?” he asked.
“Yeah.”
“It’s so damn tight. I don’t know how I’ll survive when it’s my cock splitting you open.”
That helped too. “Fuck.” My eyes rolled back again. I had a dirty-talk kink. Who knew? Josh slid his finger deeper before pulling out again, over and over, then brushed a spot inside me that made my body lurch. “Whoa. Do that again.”
He did, and my body jerked a second time.
“I think someone might become a little slut for ass play.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” I replied breathlessly.
“Yes, sir.”
There was more lube and then another finger joining the first. Josh pumped his hand, sometimes rubbing my prostate, working me open, then pulling back again. Each time my breathing sped too much or my body thrust, my orgasm teetering on the edge, he would stop and just kiss my ass, my balls, rub a hand over me, and talk to me until I was under control again.
It was too much.
It wasn’t enough.
It was both at the same time, and that didn’t make sense to me, but it was true.
Finally I couldn’t take it. I was going out of my mind and needing more, the friction of my cock on the pillow and his fingers in my hole not enough. “Fuck me. Please, baby. Fuck me.”
Josh cursed, then eased his fingers out, and I felt empty, so incredibly empty.
“Get up on your hands and knees for me. Get that sexy ass in the air.”
My face heated. I was slightly embarrassed, but I did it. He’d said I’d become a slut for ass play, and in that moment I felt it. It was…empowering.
Josh slid a condom down his erection and lubed up before drizzling more cold liquid in my crack.
“Arch your back a little, there you go. I’m gonna work in slow. You tell me if you need me to stop.”
“I will.” I dropped my head, closed my eyes, ass in the air, back arched.
The head of his cock pressed at my rim, and he began to push. “That’s it. Look at you opening up for me, spreading your cheeks and letting me inside. Christ, this is sexy. I wish you could see what you’re doing to me, see your hole stretching open to take my dick.”
His words did their job, helping distract me. Still, I felt the burn, the stretch, the pressure, somehow both a little uncomfortable and desperately what I needed.
“Fuck, you’re taking me so good, sweetheart. Look at you, ass in the air for me. You want more?”
“Yes,” I said breathlessly. “More.”
Strong fingers squeezed my hips, and he pressed forward more. One hand slipped around my body and began to stroke my cock slowly, and then… “You don’t even know, Griff. I want to blow my load right now. You feel so good. There’s nothing like being inside you.”
I took a moment to get adjusted to him before, “More.” I sounded so fucking needy, like I was begging for it, but I didn’t care.
Josh pulled out slightly, then worked his way in again, starting with short, slow strokes before moving faster, going deeper. Each time he brushed over that spot in my ass, it was like a fireworks display went off inside me. Josh’s hold on me tightened, and then I was moving against him, pushing back, begging for him to fuck me deep. He leaned over me, kissed the back of my neck, mumbled how good I felt, thanked me, said I was his.
My orgasm built, growing in intensity, a ticking bomb. Josh slammed into me, used one hand to jack me as I thrust back against him. My vision blurred, and the world melted away as my orgasm detonated. I shot, adding more lubrication as he jerked me, before spurting again. Josh’s movements became more erratic before he slammed in. His cock flexed, jerked inside me as he held himself in place, spilling his load in the condom.
When he pulled out, I collapsed to the bed. Josh went down on top of me, then rolled to the side. “That was… Christ, I can’t fucking move. I think you killed me.”