“And you are untouched by others?”
I nod again.
His brows furrow. “You have never experienced an orgasm?”
Heat floods my cheeks, and I drop my gaze. “I have. A couple of times. During training. Sometimes in sleep, when I was younger.”
Selwyn is silent, but I can hear his question, nonetheless.
“My trainer used dildos on me so I could learn how to take a cock.”
Selwyn makes a noise that sounds like displeasure, but before I can fret about it, he moves onto the bed and pulls me with him. I end up with my back resting against his firm chest. My ass and legs nestled between his spread legs. I’m assuming he is leaning back against the pillows and the headboard, but I’m far too distracted by the feel of him pressed against my back to really picture it. He is still clothed, but I’m naked.
It is quite something.
“Play with your cock. Discover what you like.”
Oh. My. Sweet. Goddess.
Behind me, he leans to the side, reaching for something. Then his hands appear in front of me. He unstoppers apretty bottle. He tips it, and warm oil pours out. It lands on my hard cock and spills onto my stomach.
I suck in a breath and twist my hips.
The bottle disappears.
“Stroke yourself,” Selwyn orders.
I lift my trembling hand. Tentatively, I place it on my hard cock. Oh, that feels strange. I normally only touch it when I need to pee. Touching it when I’m aroused feels so very different.
“Stroke,” whispers Selwyn in my ear.
I obey.
A great, shameful gasp pours out of me.
Selwyn’s fingers go to my swollen nipples. He pulls and tugs.
I twist and writhe.
“I’ll stop when you cum,” he growls.
I whimper and start stroking my cock. I know how to give a hand-job. It was part of my training. The angle is a bit strange, but I should be able to do this.
My hand moves up and down, smearing the oil all over my length. Selwyn’s hot fingers caress pleasure into my nipples. Pleasure that shoots all the way down to my cock and adds to the ecstasy I am pumping in with my own hand.
Unbidden, my hand tightens and speeds up. Pleasure blooms. It grows and grows. Until suddenly I’m crying out and my back is arching. My orgasm bubbles through me.
“Good boy,” says Selwyn.
I sprawl back against him. Panting and dizzy. That was quick. Far quicker than I was told to expect when pleasuring my husband. Did I mess up somehow?
“Get on all fours for me. Head down, ass up.”
I scramble to obey. The position has a name, but right now I can’t remember it. I’m just relieved that he doesn’t sound angry.
Selwyn kneels behind me. This is it. This is where he impales me with his cock. I still have no idea what it looks like, or if he has two. Guess I’m about to find out.
The servants who helped me prepare said he didn’t want me to wear a butt plug, so this is going to hurt. But that’s okay. I can handle pain.
