I took a deep breath, then exhaled. Forced myself to relax. I closed my eyes, resting my head on the pillow, and slowly nudged it forward. My hole stretched, but the pain had ebbed to a quiet burn.
I was caught between twin sensations. I wanted to push it out. I also wanted it deeper in me. I gritted my teeth and pushed, letting it slowly stretch and fill me.
So weird so weirdso?—
“Fuck,” I gasped.
Sparks shot off inside my ass. What the actual fuck? I rocked it against that spot again and moaned.
The magical prostate. Fuck me. Itdidfeel good.
I withdrew the toy a few inches, then punched it in, and cursed as it shot pleasure through me. I did it a few more times, my wrist aching at the position, before I remembered there was a remote control with this fucker.
I reached for it, squinting at the settings, and hit the closest button.
It whirred to life, vibrating right up against my prostate.
“Ahh!”
I nearly shot right out of my skin. Too fucking intense. I fumbled with the remote, hitting buttons randomly until it transitioned into long, slow pulses. My eyes rolled back in my head.
“Fuck yeah,” I rasped, my fingers going to my nipples and plucking as the toy worked my prostate.
This was good. This was incredible.
Waves of pleasure washed over me, ebbing and flowing, but never crashing. My cock hardened again, demanding attention. I was reluctant to end the sensuous massage the toy was giving my insides, but the urge to come grew.
My willpower wasn’t strong enough.
I grabbed my dick, squeezing, and ecstasy shot through me. I jerked myself hard and fast, suddenly desperate to come. I moaned. So close…but not quite… there.
I fumbled with the buttons again, turning the vibrations up now that I’d adjusted to the lower setting.
A more powerful jolt hit my prostate, and suddenly I imagined Maverick over me, ramming his dick in me. I arched, climaxing too hard to even make a sound as my cock shot streamers of cum and my ass fluttered—a full-body orgasm wracking me.
Icould only gasp and come and collapse to the bed with a broken sound as all the tension in my body released in a flood of endorphins.
The damn toy continued to buzz away, stimulating me, and it was too much now. With a tortured groan, I fumbled for the off button and dragged the dildo out of my ass with a wince.
I stared at its phallic shape for a long minute, still trying to get my brain online after the mind-melting orgasm.
Okay. So, a fake dick had just made me come harder than ever. But that didn’t mean I was into dudes. Some women were into pegging guys, right? I could just find an assertive woman to fuck me with a toy. Maybe a strap-on?
Not Maverick.
Definitely not him or his dick.
This was fine. It was normal. I had a prostate, and it liked massage. Good to know.
I blew out a breath and melted into the bed. My body was warm and loose, humming with satisfaction.
No point ruining a good orgasmic high. I’d stop worrying about what it meant and just enjoy the afterglow.
No harm, no foul, right?
CHAPTER 13
“Honey, you don’t get as old as I am without understanding that men are idiots.”
