I… I wanted him inside me so bad, but I still couldn’t…
It just wasn’t going to…
Fingers were fine, but the snake was just too big and my hole felt like it was splitting open, not stretching, and… and... and it wasn’t going to work. He wasn’t going to fit. His cock was just too—
Gage suddenlygrunted, his fingers digging into my thigh as he surged forward all at once, the burning pressure transformed into a wildfire that tore right through me as something… gave way.
Opened.
Submitted.
My ass flared white-hot. He’d done it. He’d made it fit. Gage wasinside me.
“Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely, freezing in place. His muscles stood out in stark relief, like he was some kind of human anatomy hotness poster or a Marvel Comics superhero suit or something, holding so still that he practically vibrated as he stared down at my face.
Oh God. He was so sexy it made my brain white out, and suddenly I couldn’t… couldn’t breathe.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he said in a strained voice, his fingers skimming the hypersensitive edges of my hole. “You, uh, you good, baby?”
I nodded (maybe). I wasmorethan good (definitely). Gage’s cock,my boyfriend’scock, was finally inside me, and it was perfection and pain and overwhelming exhilaration.
“Say it,” Gage gritted out, nothing moving but those fingers of his, still stroking, running over my stretched rim, mapping out my stuffed hole and the way his cock now owned it.
But I… I needed him tomove.
I licked my lips. My dick had wilted and my ass was aching and I was too full—everything was onfire—but I honestly couldn’t tell if the pain radiating through me even hurt or not. The… thesensationwent way beyond that burning stretch I’d gotten used to with his fingers.Thisfeeling—this feeling plus the look in Gage’s eyes and the knowledge thatomigod he was actually inside me—simply overloaded my senses completely.
If this was hurting, then I wanted to hurt like this for him forever, please and thank you.
“Noah…” Gage growled, all those rock-hard muscles of his trembling.
Oh. Right. My master wanted me to say… something? That I was good? I wassogood for him. It was so good to have himinsideme. So good to… to behis.
“More, please,” I finally managed to whisper, pretty sure that was right.
Gage’s face instantly lit up with a hot, satisfied smile, so it had definitely been right. “More?” he repeated. “Fuck, you’re so fucking perfect, dimples.”
And when I twitched, my body instinctively trying to getcloserdeeperyesplease, he followed that up with a sound of pure, possessive satisfaction I’d never heard from him before, his hips surging forward another inch to give me exactly what I’d asked for.
“Gage,” I sobbed, becauseoshitshitshitshitit was just an inch, but it was… it was so much, so big, sointense. It split me open and had sounds coming out of me that I hadn’t known I could make.
Then... then when Gage bit out a curse and growled that I washis,I was suddenly coming. He was looking at me like I was everything and I wascoming. No warning. No more buildup. I’d tried to be good and I didn’t have permission yet, but it was an unstoppable tsunami ofpleasurepainyesMasterownmethat crashed over me and broke me apart and swept me right out to sea.
I was coming before I even realized it.
Coming while I gasped out his name.
Coming so hard that my eyes rolled back in my head and my spine melted into a puddle and so much cum spilled out of me that I drowned in it. Until I saw stars and tasted heaven and heard those angels singing again… or maybe that was just Gage I heard, a steady stream of dirty, delicious things falling out of his mouth as he kept opening up my ass, working his cock a little deeper with each thrust, hitting that spot over and over, until I was sobbing with it.
“Oh Jesus, baby,” Gage gritted out. “Fuck, Noe. Can’t stop. That’s it. Give it all up for me, sweetheart. You feel fuckingperfectcoming on my cock like this. So damn good for me. Give Daddy…Jesus.” He groaned. “Give Daddy all that cum. Wanna make youfly.”
He kept right on fucking me through it, his hips rolling like an unstoppable tide and his cock forcing my tight body to give way bit by bit and recognize its master, making me take more and more and more until Iwasflying, until the cum that kept flowing up from some kind of insatiable well inside me soaked my belly… dripped down my sides… liquified my bones.
And he still kept fucking me.
“Master,” I sobbed, clutching onto him, aching and burning and dizzy with it. Blissed out and too sensitive and totally overstimulated.
Gage pulled my ass toward him, sliding me down the bed, and whispered more of those sweetly filthy words I loved. Pushed his way even deeper into my body. Made me whimper because it reallywastoo much… then whine, because too much was never enough, not with him.
