“Relax,” I say, kissing him again.
He moans into my mouth. I can’t see, but I imagine he’s got his finger inside himself now, just like I have. My cock jerks at the thought, and blood pulses around my body, making me gasp.
“You want more, don’t you?” Addy asks breathlessly. “You want the plug.”
“Uh-huh.” I pepper kisses over his cheeks, throat, and chest.
“Let’s do it.”
“You sure?”
His lips brush over my forehead. “Yes.”
Carefully, I slip my finger free. We use the soapy water to wash our hands and then settle on the bed again with the slimmest anal plug from each trainer set. The tear-shaped black silicone plug looks more intimidating than my finger. The tip is slimmer, but the widest part is bigger.
“Lots of lube,” Addy says, coating his plug before handing me the bottle.
I squeeze plenty of lube over my plug. “And relax.” I put the cap back on the bottle and place it behind me.
“Lots of kissing should help with relaxing,” Addy says.
“Yes.Lotsof kissing.” We fuse our mouths, tongues clashing as we pour all our desire into a long, hot kiss.
Through touch alone, I press the soft tip of the plug against my entrance. My breath catches in my throat, and fear tears through me. Addy deepens our kiss, and my fear slips away. I’m with him, which means I instantly feel safe. My body relaxes again, and I slowly push the plug inside my arse. I moan throatily. Oh God, it feels so nice. Then Addy is groaning too, and the fucking sexy noises he’s making encourage me to slip the plug deeper and deeper until I’m so full I can barely think. Once I’ve got it nestled inside me, I let go of the flanged base and grasp Addy’s face in my hands so I can kiss him even deeper.
“I love you,” I breathe.
“I love you too.”
His hands sweep up my body, and suddenly, he’s touching me all over. He rolls me onto my back, which moves the plug inside me. I groan deeply because I’ve never felt a more intensely pleasant sensation before. I part my legs so he can lie between them. Our hands rove all over each other’s bodies as we grind against each other. Our lips never part, and our tongues caress, even as we moan and groan and pant. The tip of the plug is stroking something inside me that drives me insane. I’d never realised how pleasurable having something up my arse could feel. All I can think as my balls draw up tight is that I wish it was him inside me, not the plug.
“Oh, Addy!” I cry as an orgasm tears through my body.
He grunts before grinding harder against me and then coming all over me a second later. Panting, he lies over me, and we trade tender kisses and soft caresses.
“That was…” he says before pausing to lick his lips. He rests his head on my shoulder, and I wrap my arms around him and stroke his hair. “Wonderful.”
“It really was.” I stare up at the ceiling.
“Will you tell me what your wish was now?”
“That it was your finger inside me, not mine.” I kiss his hair. “Your cock, not the plug.”
He lifts his head and stares into my eyes. “You want that?”
“More badly than I thought I would.” My eyebrows knit together. “Did you like it?”
He nods. “Yes. I liked feeling full while we frotted and came together.”
“Me too. I sense a ‘but’, though.”
“A butt as in arse?”
I laugh, and the vibration of my body makes the tip of the plug stroke over that sweet spot again, causing me to groan. “I’m meant to be the silly one,” I whisper as my eyes flutter open and closed. “Talk to me?”
“I’m not sure I want to try more,” Addy says. “I like howthisplug feels, but I’m not sure I want to try the next size or…” He shakes his head. “I’m sorry.”
“What for?”
