Toni chuckles, softly. “Oh, darling, I’m going to have so much fun with you.” Backing away, he reaches out to me with one hand. “Come to bed with me.”
I thread my fingers through his and allow him to lead me into his bedroom. A reading lamp is already on, providing a warm, gentle light. His bed is made up with crisp, white cotton sheets.
“On the bed,” Toni says with a lift of his chin. “Hands and knees. I want to see that greedy hole of yours.”
I scramble to obey, heat sparking in my veins with every command.
Once I’m in position, there’s a long, agonising moment of silence. I sense him behind me, his eyes drinking in every inch of my nakedness, but his touch is absent. I squirm a little, widening my knees in the hope of tempting him closer. A hum of appreciation serves as my reward.
“You are perfectly lovely.” His hands cup my butt cheeks, squeezing lightly. “This arse is a work of art.”
“Glad you like it,” I bite out, anxious to move things along before I end up blowing my untouched load all over his bed. “Are you going to admire it or fuck it?”
The stinging smack comes without warning, delivered to my right cheek by a flat hand. I jerk, grunting in pleasure. “Fuck me.” The words are little more than a whisper on an exhale, but still I receive another smack, this time to the left cheek. The subtle burn leaves me moaning.
“All in good time,” he says in a low voice. The soft rustle of material tells me he’s finally getting naked, and I look back over my shoulder as his clothes hit the floor.
Holy hell, he’s perfect. Smooth and lean, with just the right amount of muscle tone to have me drooling. “Pretty.” I breathe the word between pants, licking my lips as I gorge myself on the sight of him.
“Aren’t we, though?” He cocks his head to one side as he smiles. “Turn back around and close your eyes.”
I comply, and soon a single fingertip touches down between my shoulder blades. It slowly traces the length of my spine, a pinpoint of sensation setting my nerves on fire. “Your skin is lovely,” he murmurs. “Warm and welcoming, damp with the sweat of lust.” When his finger reaches the base of my spine he lingers, running the maddening tip back and forth along the top of my cleft. “All my favourite things.”
“Toni.” I arch like a cat, urging him on. “Please.” He’s almost there, almost.
A thick glob of warm lube drops squarely onto my arsehole. I curse under my breath, clenching hard at the unexpected sensation, my hips bucking.
Toni chuckles as his hands return to my quaking body. His touch wanders over me with abandon now, taking advantage of all the freedoms he has yet to grant me. “Open wide, darling,” he croons, stroking my still clenched cheeks. “Time to let me in.” Inhaling a deep, shuddery breath, I consciously relax my muscles, giving him what he wants.
“That’s it.” He slides a finger inside me, and I let out a long moan as he begins to fuck me with it. His other hand spreads out over my back, pressing down until my head and upper torso are flat on the mattress, my legs spread wide and my arse jutting high in the air for him.
Another finger joins the first, then another. I move in jerks and spasms, my hips rolling as I try to entice him deeper. I want him filling me, stretching me, but at the same time I want this sweet torture to go on forever. My dick is leaking like crazy as the tip grazes the sheets beneath me with every undulation. I want to touch myself, but I don’t want to come too soon. I’ve waited so long for this, and he’s so freaking good. I don’t want it to end. Burying my face in the mattress, I let the lush softness muffle the worst of my cries.
Toni’s fingers ease out of me, and I’m left bereft. My mouth opens to voice my objections in loud and obscene terms, but then he positions his sheathed dick at my entrance and drives into me. One thrust. Two. The third takes him all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck, yes.” I turn savage, humping him like a deranged animal. He takes hold of my hips, gripping tight to stop me from dislodging him as he pounds into me.
The room fills with the combined sounds of our heavy breathing, with muttered moans and broken curses, with the wet sounds of slapping skin as we drive each other to madness. “Oh, god.” He falls forwards, his full weight on my back as he wraps his arms around me. “Gonna come.”
I take hold of my hard length, but I only manage a single stroke before my orgasm launches. Thrashing its way up from the soles of my feet and through my spasming arsehole, it erupts out of me in thick streams of come. Toni follows with a strangled cry, pulsing inside me as he fills the condom in powerful thrusts. When it’s over, we collapse onto the bed, a noisy pile of sweaty limbs and satisfied moans.
It takes a while for us to catch our breaths. Toni takes care of the condom and brings me a warm washcloth before falling back down beside me. We don’t speak. What would I even say after the show I put on?
“That was…” Toni stares up at the ceiling as he searches for the most appropriate word.
I press the heels of my hands against my closed eyelids. “Feral as all hell?”
He huffs a laugh. “I was going to say intense but, yeah.”
My hands drop back to my chest, and I heave a sigh. “I’m not normally so—”
“Starved?”
I glance his way, but his expression is relaxed and open. There’s no judgement. No shame. “It’s been a while since I let someone else take charge like that.”
Toni rolls up on his side. “I’m guessing, not since this ex-boyfriend of yours?”
Swallowing hard, I shift my gaze back to the ceiling. “Zac.”
