“Want me to fuck you until you fall asleep?”
“Please,” I beg.
The corner of his lips turn up slightly. He repositions his hand and starts to finger me. My breathing picks up when he slides two into me. It’s crazy how often my body begs for him.
A part of me questions if it’s natural or because of my past. Would I be this way with another man? No. I trust Kashton. He’s not like the others. I’ve never felt safer in my life, and that alone should terrify me.
Kash removes his fingers and I pout. He chuckles, getting out of bed, and I wait impatiently while he goes back into the bathroom to his closet. When he returns, he commands, “Stand up.”
I can’t get to my feet fast enough. I have no shame in wanting to be his toy tonight.
“Bend over the bed. Hands behind your back.”
Kneeling next to his bed, I place my stomach and chest on the mattress with my arms crossed behind my back.
I bite my inner cheek to keep from moaning when I hear the metalclanking before he places my wrists in the unforgiving handcuffs. My body loves the sting. It has been trained to crave pain. It’s why I’ve never let anyone touch me. Until now.
How far will I let him go? The answer is as far as he wants because I know he’ll make it feel good.
“Spread your legs.” His hand slaps my ass, and I yelp at the sting.
Doing as he says, I spread my knees as much as I can in the awkward position.
He kneels behind me, his knees holding mine open, and I feel something cold run over my ass and pussy.
“Kashton.” I breathe his name while smashing the side of my face into his bed.
“I’m going to make you work for it, Eve,” he tells me, and I know what he means.
My skin tingles with excitement.
I feel pressure against my ass, and I try to push my hips into the side of the bed.
“Easy.” His free hand caresses my back. “Relax for me, angel. Don’t fight it.”
I whimper and close my eyes as he forces the butt plug inside me. My breath hitches, and I can’t help but clench up when a cry is ripped from my lips.
“You’re making it harder on yourself, Eve.”
I gasp, my lips parting, and my legs tremble, loving the feel of him forcing it inside me.
“Deep breath,” he commands, and I fill my lungs. “Let it out slowly.”
As I release the shaky breath, my ass gives way to the base of the plug, and I bite into the comforter to keep from crying when it stretches me wide.
“Good girl.” He rubs my back. “That’s a good girl, angel.”
I’m trembling, and sweat has broken out over my body.
He begins to rub my pussy, and I push against him, fighting the cuffs. “You’re doing great, Eve. Now I’m going to fill that tight cunt as well.”
“Please,” I beg, knowing he’s not going to fuck me. He could make me stay like this all night.
He pushes two fingers into me and doesn’t go slow, fucking me rough and hard. My body rocks back and forth against the side of the bed, my breathing ragged and pulse racing. I don’t care how desperate I look.
When he removes them, my body relaxes, slumping with exhaustion already. But it’s short-lived, because now he’s pushing something large into me. My breath gets caught and I tense, but I can’t stop him. He pushes the dildo into my soaked pussy with ease, making me take it.
This is what I wanted. This is why I ran to him tonight.
