“I know,” I murmured and tried not to rut against the bed because while the sentiment was nice, I was hard and had been for a while. He spent time on my back, mapping my spine and the muscles of my shoulders. Eventually he stripped off the rest of my clothes, and I was hard and aching. I spread my legs wide, but he poured that oil on the back of my thighs and I had to wait.
It all felt good, though.
“I’ve never had anyone do anything like this for me,” I whispered, drifting. He gave my ass a squeeze, and then I whimpered as he poured the warm oil into my crack. His slick fingers massaged my cheeks, and I held my breath, arching my back. He slapped my ass lightly and chuckled.
“Please.”
“Well, since you asked nice.”
I collapsed against the bed as he worked two fingers into me. “Yes, please.” The stretch was a tease and I needed more. Sweet tension coiled in my gut.
“You’re so polite. I love that about you, did you know?”
I shook my head and whimpered as he climbed onto the bed behind me. I wasn’t sure I’d ever been this hard for this long, and I fucked myself back against his fingers.
“Fuck yes, that’s nice, too.” He eased his fingers out. “I got to thinking, we’re in our honeymoon phase, you know? You deserve more from me. I deserve more of you,” he said as his cockhead nudged against my hole. He teased himself there until I let out a sad whimper, then he rubbed my asscheeks as he finally eased into my hole. I groaned at the stretch, but after his careful preparation there was no burn. “What do you think?”
“You’re a genius,” I whispered, and he laughed.
The needy pressure was too much. I wanted him and I wanted himnow. I tried to take more of him and press against his dick, but he wasn’t having it. He sucked kisses onto my neck and grasped my hips, putting me just where he wanted me. Tears fell as I strained, and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I slipped my hand down and grasped my hard-on, tugging as fast as I could. I squeezed my muscles around Aspen because I loved how full he stuffed me.
“Aspen, please.”
“Go ahead, but I’m fucking you until I’m finished. You’re mine.”
The words sent a shock of heat through me and I tensed. Fire flashed through my groin as Aspen pounded my prostate. I unloaded, jerking myself frantically, the pleasure almost painful as it smashed through my stomach. My muscles froze and I couldn’t breathe for a few seconds.
“Oh that’s good, little doc.”
Moaning, I sagged against the bed, but he merely rearranged his legs and wrapped his arms around me, continuing his steady pace in and out of my body. Some time went by and I floated, but eventually the constant nudging against my prostate had me wriggling under him and gasping as my dick ached again.
“You’ve never made me come twice in a row,” I said with a laugh, arching against him.
“I’ve never had the chance to show you all the tricks I can make your body do,” he murmured, and I nodded, feeling loved and taken care of and needed—all the best things. “This isn’t about coming, it’s about being together.”
“Yes,” I whispered. I wasn’t entirely sure I knew what he was talking about, but it was clear he wasn’t in a rush. My body soared and eventually I was struggling against him, wanting to go faster. He let out a deep moan, thrusting harder against me, more like I was used to.
“Yes, I love how you fuck me,” I whispered. “This is all so good but—”
“Shh, I’ve got you.” He unleashed, pounding me hard and fast. I gasped and struggled as a second orgasm rocked me, not as harsh but longer and sweeter than the first. Cum spurted from my dick to coat the blanket under us, and Aspen buried himself deep in my body. He shivered and sighed happily in my ear, and I let out a content hum as the heat of his release filled my hole. He spurted a lot sometimes, I thought maybe when he hadn’t jerked off or anything, and I could tell from the warmth that it must have been a big load. I had no idea why that made me feel so special, but I loved it.
He slid free of my body, and the next thing I knew the plug, coated in warm oil, sat at the entrance to my hole. I moaned at how good it felt to have the soothing heat on my abused hole and shivered as he settled the warmed metal in my body and gave it a wriggle.
“Don’t take it out.”
“Okay,” I murmured and yawned.
“Come on,” he said, grinning. He threw the extra blanket onto the floor and peeled back the comforter so I could crawl between the soft sheets. I sighed as he followed me beneath the blankets and opened his arms so I could snuggle up to his chest. The plug stuffing my ass was comforting and his warm arms around me made me feel safe, not trapped the way I sometimes did when I was confined. I loved this and him.
“We should go places alone more often,” I whispered.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He rubbed my back gently, and I’d never been more relaxed in my life.
EPILOGUE - PART 3
VAIL
Aspenand I stood shivering on the front porch of the Victorian. This morning he’d been sweet and slow while he fucked me awake. I was feeling good and used in all the right ways. He wrapped an arm around me and drew me close, shielding me from the wind, and I leaned against him and selfishly snuggled into his heat, which he didn’t seem to mind one bit.
