“Then I’d very much like for you to show me some of the other tools in your tool chest now. Anything you want to do to me—anything at all—I’m all yours.”
I grab her hand and kiss each of her fingertips, one by one, and then signal to the bartender at the other end of the long bar. “Check, please.”
55
Tessa
Ulysses bends my naked body over the chair in my room as he pounds me again and again, pausing only to spank my ass so hard, I stop breathing for a brief moment.
“You’re gonna come again for me, Samantha,” he growls into my ear.
I cry out, suddenly feeling like I can’t hold my own weight anymore.
Without warning, he grips the back of my hair and pulls my head back as his shaft impales me. “You like getting fucked, Samantha?”
I let out a garbled sound, my body going completely haywire on me.
He spanks my ass again, this time even harder than the last time, and I come without warning.Again. Holy hell, this man is good.
He groans loudly with pleasure and reaches around my torso and fingers my clit, a move that sends spasms of pleasure ripping through me.
“You wanna suck my dick, Samantha?”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I wanna suck your dick, Ulysses.”
“Call me Captain.”
“I wanna suck your dick, Captain.”
“Beg me.”
“Pleaselet me suck your dick, Captain, My Captain.”
“You haven’t earned the right yet, baby.” He kneels behind me and bites my ass cheek so hard, my knees buckle—and the next thing I know, the dildo I retrieved from my luggage for him earlier at his command is sliding deep inside me. He turns the vibrator on and I moan. I’ve never let a man see my vibrator before, let alone use it on me, but, I must admit, I’m enjoying how deliciously naughty this feels.
Still working the dildo inside me from behind, Ryan bends down, parts my cheeks, and tongues my asshole, making it clench and my entire body shudder with pleasure. A moment later, I hear the surefire sound of lube being squeezed out of a bottle, and then Ryan’s slick fingers sliding up and down my ass crack.
Oh, God, clearly, he’s getting me ready for his back-door entry. I tense. “I’ve never done this,” I whisper urgently.
“I’ll make sure you come hard.”
I can’t seem to relax.
“Do you trust me?” he whispers, his voice surprisingly earnest. “I promise it won’t hurt.”
“Okay.”
“You trust me?”
I nod.
“Say it.”
“I trust you.”
