He laughs once more. “My greedy little angel. Do you want my cock?”
“Yes please.” More than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life before.
He growls and the sound sends a shiver down my spine. “Turn around.”
I do as he asks while he unzips his pants and frees his huge cock. He fists it in his hand and I involuntarily lick my lips at the sight of the precum on the tip. He shakes his head. “Not your mouth today, baby. Slide yourself onto me.”
With my hands on his powerful shoulders, I sink down onto his length, letting him fill me up completely. I smirk when his eyes roll back a little, enjoying the powerful feeling it gives me. He’s so strong and fearsome in his black camo gear, but right now, I can unravel him with the right sway of my hips, or a squeeze of my inner walls.
“Fuck! That feels so fucking good.”
It does feel good. Better than his fingers or the toy. It’s incredible. I roll my hips over him, working him into a frenzy, until he grabs me and takes control, holding me still while he drives inside me over and over again. I see stars. He grunts out my name, and then his hips still as he climaxes, filling me with his release.
He pulls me close, pressing our foreheads together. “I have another gift for you.” He pants for breath.
“Another?”
He hums in reply, then reaches for the black box again, flipping it open to reveal three cone-shaped metallic objects, each with a large round base set with a brightly colored jewel. There are three different sizes—ranging from the size of an egg to the size of a small apple. My eyes widen. They’re so pretty. “What are those?”
His eyes darken and he brushes my hair back from my face. “They’re butt plugs.”
“Butt plugs. Like for your ass?”
He shakes his head, a devilish grin on his face. “No, foryourass.” His tone is dark and serious, and laced with a little of the danger that makes me shiver. He takes the smallest one out of the box. “You’ll definitely need lube for these.”
“What are they for?” I whisper.
“They’re to prepare your virgin ass for my cock. When you can take the biggest one comfortably, then I know I’ll be able to fuck you as hard as I want to.”
I take the plug from his hands and examine it closely. “I’m not sure this one will even fit.”
He grins. “It will. I’d like you to wear them as much as possible while I’m away. Don’t worry if you can only manage the small one for a while. I can wait.”
I’m not sure I want him to wait. I want to be whatever he needs right now. And I’m even less certain about the plugs. As pretty as they are, the idea of walking around the house with one in feels naughty in a way I never anticipated. “Do I really need to use them, sir? Couldn’t you just try anyway?”
“No. I know you enjoy it when I’m a little rough with you, but I won’t be able to do that when I fuck your ass for the first time. And if you’re not prepared properly, I could hurt you, and I would fucking hate myself for that.” He takes the plug from between my fingertips. “So, will you try for me?”
I furrow my brow for a moment and nod. “Can you show me how to use one?”
His eyes flash with wicked intent. “Bend over my lap.”
I climb off him and lie over his lap, my ass in the air and my face on the carpet. He tells me how sexy and incredible I am while he coats the smallest plug with a generous amount of lube from a squeeze tube that was also in the black box.
“Breathe, Imogen. I won’t hurt you, okay? But tell me if it’s too much.”
I take a deep breath and he pushes the pointed tip of the plug at the entrance of my ass. Instinct makes me want to shuffle forward and away from the intrusion, but I remain in place, wanting to do this right for him.
“You’re doing so well. You’re such a good girl for me.”
I lap up his praise, my entire body practically purring with contentment as he pushes the plug deeper. It feels strange. So very full. But I don’t dislike it.
“Almost there, angel,” he soothes, pushing deeper.
The stretch burns but I take another deep breath and the burning sensation stops. Leaving me with a deep ache in my core. The kind that I’ve come to love and the kind that makesmy panties wet. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to wear a plug without him here to relieve me. He glides his hands over my ass. “How does that feel.”
“Kind of nice actually.”
He smiles. A real, genuine smile that makes his eyes crinkle at the corners. “You truly are my perfect little angel.”
