“Yes.”
“Did you play with your ass by yourself?” he stares at me expectedly.
Feeling amused by this little interrogation, I respond, “I did. I have a butt plug and a dildo that I practiced with. It’s not big but enough.”
“Perfect.” He curves his eyebrow, “You have lube?”
“Yeah, inside my bag on the table.”
Those mischievous eyes pierce through mine as he bites his lip ring—it slowly becomes my kryptonite. “Why is it in your bag, are you planning a wild ride, you little spitfire?” he returns to bed.
“Maybe, with a good audiobook and the vibrations of my bike,” I tease back.
“On all fours, face against your forearms, your ass in the air.” He commands me with all the domination a woman can ask for.
The cool liquid feels ice cold against my skin once they collide. He pours a large amount and rubs it over my taut back hole before he slips a finger inside and starts stretching me.
He removes my hair from my nape and plants a kiss that soothes my stiff bones. I’d never done it before and I’m a little nervous.
“Do you trust me?” his voice tender.
I turn my head backward to look at him, “I trust you.”
He leaves a trail of wet kisses over my spine and caresses my arm. Once again my arousal drips down my thigh as he meets my breasts and twists my barbell. It stings but I like it when he does it a couple more times.
“That’s it, open up for me.” His finger massages my thin walls, and another one slips in, I’m already feeling too stuffed as he opens me wider and lets a third finger pump inside me. Slowly. Gently. “I won’t be so merciful once I’m inside you.”
“I know.” I retort, “Were you ever merciful?”
“Nah,” I can feel him smiling behind me, “I know you can take it.”
“I can.”
“You’re just like me.” His voice is low. I squirm and coo as he gives my hair a quick, firm tug, and runs his finger down my spine, tracing each spot slowly before his cockhead pokes my rear hole. “If it’s not rough it doesn’t count—we need to feel the fire in our bones.”
Fuck, I do.
“Fit all of me inside you,” he pushes his cock farther inside, “Both of us.”
He groans from pleasure and I moan back, feeling another object penetrating my pussy.
Involuntary, my hand grabs the sheets as I lift my upper body and look between my legs at my dildo. He pushes it into my pussy, letting it sink in deliciously before he pulls it out—covered in my arousal.
“So wet.”
I watch as they both sink inside me once again, stuffing my holes and easing their way in deeper and deeper. Tears burn in my eyes when it stings a bit because he is not small and with the dildo, it feels too much.
“It hurts.”
“It’s okay, breathe, you can take it.” He encourages.
I inhale, and as I release small trails of air, my pussy accommodates them a little more.
He starts rolling his hips and toying with the dildo back and forth and in circles.
My tightness wrapped around him in a vice grip.
“Fuck, there we go, so tight.” His cock is fully insideme when he withdraws.
