She wondered what he was doing, why he’d gone down to the bedroom, how much more of this she had to endure.
Too quickly, she found out.
He clamped his hand around her wrists.“Now stand.”Cade pulled her up.“Shuffle step to the right.”
After she’d done so, he guided her to turn.
“I’m going to bend you over the side of the couch.”
His touch was firm, helping her maintain some confidence that she wouldn’t topple over.
“Put your hands on the arm.”
She felt around until she was able to grip the leather.
“The butt plug is going up your ass.”
In mute protest, she stood.
“Back into position.Unless you’d like to be punished?”His voice, surprisingly, was more gentle than harsh.
He slid a hand between her thighs to touch her pussy.Since she was already so aroused, the lightest brush reignited her, making her want to please him.
He put a hand on the middle of her back to ease her down.“We’ll go slow,” he promised soothingly.“And you always have your safe word.”
She nodded.
“I’m going to start with a finger.”
She scrunched her nose.
But when he started, all thoughts of fighting vanished.She should have known she could trust him.
He inserted a finger in her cunt, teasing her, making her wet, bringing her to that razor point of anticipation.
Then she heard the squirt of a liquid.Lube, she guessed when she felt the cool, wet smoothness of gel when he fingered her anus.
“Every time you feel me, bear down.”
“I’m not going to like it.”
“Uh-huh,” he replied unconcernedly.He pressed against her tightest hole again.
All the while, he continued to talk to her and play with her pussy with his free hand.She wasn’t sure she’d ever been more turned on.
“Yeah.A little more.”He eased a finger into her ass, a fraction of an inch.Then he pulled out.
While she was still relaxed, he penetrated her again, deeper.
“I’m in up to my knuckle.”
She felt unbelievably full.
He moved his finger around.
“I’m feeling embarrassed,” she said.
“Quit thinking.Focus on pleasing me.”
