“Tell me if it is too much.”
She nodded, compelled by the unusual sensation.
He eased the head of the plug into her and she felt herself stretch to accommodate it.Soon, she felt a strange sensation of fullness.
“How is it?”
“I feel very…full,” she said.
“Is that good?”
She nodded.“Yes.Definitely.”
“I have to say,” he said, panting.“That was very—arousing.”
She looked down and saw that his cock was very erect.He reached down a palmed himself lightly.“Fuck, Beatrice.”
“I’m ready.Please.”
She needed him inside of her for reasons that she couldn’t explain.Part of it was the strange weight of the plug, filling her up, but it was also something else—she needed, she realized, to be that close to him.
He braced himself above her and entered her.
And instantly her breath caught.
“Oh.My.”
“Does it feel good?I am not hurting you, am I?”
She shook her head.“N-no, not at all.Keep going.”
He withdrew and then thrust again.She couldn’t help but cry out.
In the past, when she had bedded men with large cocks, the sensation had been almost uncomfortable.But this sensation was something different altogether.Whereas she had been overwhelmed by the cocks of other men, the combination of Leith and the plug was otherworldly.
“Are you certain it doesn’t hurt you?”
“No, Thomas,” she whined.“Stop worrying.Keep going.”
“Are you certain?”
“Yes—it’s—I like it—very much.”
“Ah,” he said, with a smile.“So those were the good kinds of screams?”
Had shescreamed?She supposed she had.A little.
“As flattering as I find your screaming,” he said, his voice low.“I do not want to alarm anyone else in the house.You must keep quiet.”
Their eyes met and she nodded.But she wasn’t at all sure that she would be able to.
He withdrew and thrust again, finding a light, slow rhythm that somehow managed to keep her only at the brink.She bit the pillow to keep herself quiet, but it was very difficult.The feeling rioting through her was unlike any she had ever experienced.
On a particularly deep thrust, she gasped.
“Shh,” he murmured.
“It—is—very—difficult,” she whispered.“I am so close to spending—and yet very far at the same time.”
