Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Obviously, I wasn’t averse to the pain, but I chose to look at him since I knew that was what he wanted.
He licked his lips when I moved my eyes back to his, and then he slowly moved his finger to my back entrance after coating it with my secretions.
My eyes widened, as they did every time he did this, and he smiled.
“Yes?” He asked.
I bit my lip and nodded.
This would be the time he went all the way. I knew that almost instantly.
We’d been working up to this for a while, and I was ready.
He worked his thumb around my back entrance, teasing me remorselessly until finally he pushed inside.
My mouth dropped open in surprise at his abruptness.
It didn’t hurt, per se, but it definitely took some getting used to.
It was then I realized somewhere in between my contemplation he’d found some lube.
Where, I didn’t know, but I was quite thankful for it, too.
Especially when one finger turned into two, and then two became three.
Soon I was pushing back on three fingers, and moaning so loud that I probably sounded like I was dying from an outsider’s prospective.
Added on top that, his cock continued to thrust inside of me. I was turning into a needy mess.
“Please,” I whispered, pleading for something—anything—with my eyes.
He grinned then and pulled out of my pussy, and I watched in awe as he tipped up the lube bottle that he’d magically produced and poured a generous amount onto the palm of his hand.
I blinked.
“Don’t get that all over my body,” I whispered gutturally. “I’ve already taken my shower.”
He grinned.
“Oh, honey, when I’m done with you, you’re going to need another shower.”
Then he was there, his cock at my back entrance, and pushing inside.
It didn’t go at first, and my eyes started to water.
“Oh, God,” I whispered, unable to control what was coming out of my mouth.
His teeth gritted.
“Relax,” he whispered gruffly. “Push out.”
I did, and then I swear I saw stars, and not in a good way.
“Jesus Christ,” I whispered, my knees going out from under me until I was flat on my belly in the bed.
My asshole felt like it was on fire as he followed me down.
Once he got the head of his cock inside, the rest followed easily, and I was left panting when his hips met the cheeks of my ass.
“I’m dying,” I moaned as the burn continued.
His hand snaked around between my hips and the bed, easily finding my clit with his still lubed fingers.
And then he did some more magic, making me relax in small increments while he stayed as still as he could.
It took a few long minutes of me panting, as well as him circling my clit, before I finally relaxed enough to start feeling something other than pain.
“I think,” I panted, turning my head back to the side. “That all of our play could’ve never prepared me for you.”
He grinned and leaned forward, placing a kiss to my neck.
The move pushed his cock further into me, and this time, instead of pain, I felt pleasure.
It was an odd pleasure, but pleasure nonetheless.
“Ohh,” I breathed, my eyes going wide.
He went up to his elbows on either side of my head then, and slowly started to move in and out of me.
Softly, lovingly.
“There you go,” he breathed into my ear. “Relax and take me.”
I did, my eyes closing as I let the movement of his hips carry me away.
“I…” I hesitated. “I think I want to be on top.”
Maybe if I had more control over the entire thing I’d be able to enjoy it a hell of a lot more.
And I did.
The moment he rolled us to our backs and I automatically pulled my feet up to lay flat on the bed.
The roll had us coming up slightly sideways, causing one of his legs to be sandwiched in between mine.
Sitting up, I used his upraised thigh to get me there, and immediately moaned when his thigh met my throbbing clit.
“Jesus,” I breathed.
His hands went to my ass as he started to push me up and down on his cock.
“I feel so full,” I whispered, crying out each time he dropped my hips.
He pushed and let me fall, and we followed that pattern for quite a few thrusts when things started to change.
And he could feel it, too.
No longer did it hurt.
No, it just felt beautiful and perfect.
I held onto his knee as he started to move me even faster, up and down I went on his cock, holding on as he did all the work for me, and crying out each time my ass met the cradle of his hips.
“Oh, God, I’m there,” I whispered roughly, my head falling back.
My clit started to pulsate, and then my pussy convulsed as my orgasm swept over me.
I held my breath instead of screaming, heart beating wildly, as my release overwhelmed me.