He didn’t wait to make sure she’d come—though the way she clenched on him made him think she had. He used her as she’d begged him to. Fucked her for his own pleasure, savage in the last few thrusts.
And when he did come, he bent all the way over her, biting her just where shoulder met neck like he was some kind of animal.
They were both panting as he slowly withdrew. He waited, hoping the savagery she’d called forth in him had abated…but it hadn’t. Despite just coming, he still wanted, needed, to use her more.
Planting a hand on the small of her back, he gently removed the plug.
She signed, upper body limp on the mattress. Her eyes were closed, a few strands of hair covering her face and sticking to her cheek.
He lubed up the second plug, and it wasn’t until he positioned it at her entrance that she realized, eyes popping open.
Eric pushed the second plug halfway in, pausing for a moment to give her time to adjust before pressing with the heel of his hand and forcing the widest part inside her as she whimpered and wiggled, trying and failing to get away.
He left her like that on the bed, his come leaking out of her pussy, ass plugged, as he undressed. Then he pulled her up.
Her cheeks were flushed, her lips pink and glossy. She looked at him with wide, needy eyes.
“Strip.”
Arms crossed over his chest, Eric watched her slide out of her clothes, her movements hurried rather than graceful. He could tell when the plug would shift or some movement would make her aware of it because she paused, breathing unsteady.
Once she was naked, she started to drop to her knees. He stopped her, though a large part of him thought her on her knees was a good idea.
A woman kneeling on the floor to suck his cock was always good, when it was Nikolett, who knelt for no one but him…
However, there was one part of her he’d neglected, and he planned to correct that now.
Eric climbed onto the bed, sitting in the middle, back against the headboard.
Nikolett didn’t wait, crawling onto the bed after him. He helped her straddle him, her ass on his thighs. His cock wassemisoft, and he was going to need time to recover. That meant it was time to pay attention to her breasts.
He cupped them, thumbing her nipples.
“How does your ass feel?”
“Full.”
He pinched her nipples lightly, rolling them. “And your clit?”
“Aches.”
Now he tugged as he twisted, keeping the movements light enough they didn’t tip to pain, but firm enough that her breath was uneven, her hips starting to rock.
“Did you come while I was fucking you?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me what made you come.”
She hesitated and he pinched her nipple. Hard.
Nikolett cried out, grabbing his wrists. He went back to twisting and pulling.
“I came first when you thrust all the way in. You were so deep. It was almost too much and I just…I couldn’t have stopped it, even if I wanted to.
“The second time I came, I think…” She was blushing, no longer looking at him but at his chest, and the sweetly submissive look made his cock twitch. “I think I came from you fucking my ass with the plug. Each time the thick part popped in or out, it felt like…it felt like I had no control over my own body.”
“Keep talking.” Eric pulled her down, sucking one nipple into his mouth, as one hand dipped between her legs, exploring and playing with her clit and plump labia.
