“Let me show you.”
I spank her again and again, our hands working in tandem. When I rub her fingers in circles around her clit, she comes so hard on my cock that I’m locked inside her, knotting her like an animal. Her beautiful green eyes are glazed over. She pants out her orgasm, saying my name like a plea. I don’t think she’s conscious of doing it, of begging me to make it better when the pleasure gets unbearable.
I lean over her. “Do you want the ring? We can size it so you can wear it. I can have the tooth set so you can hang it like a charm on a gold chain. I’ll fucking kill for you, Tatiana, over and over again.”
“No,” she exclaims, shivering beneath me.
She tries to pry her hand away, but I don’t let up. Her arousal coats our fingers, proof that we want the same thing. I want her to say it.
“What do you want, Tatiana?”
She purses her lips.
I tug on her hair, willing her to admit the truth. “Do you want my kiss?”
She meets my gaze, hers full of defiance.
“Or is that too soft for you? Would you rather I take you hard? Is it pain you want? Do you prefer my cock in your ass rather than your cunt?”
She stills.
My promise is dark, the temptation depraved. “It will hurt.”
Her pupils dilate. She tries to look away, but I hold fast.
I bend over her and nip her earlobe before whispering more wicked words in her ear. “I can come in your ass instead of your pussy. We never made it that far before. Then again, we never moved as fast as we’re doing now.”
She watches me with ire, but animosity isn’t the only emotion that sparks in her eyes. There’s also curiosity and excitement.
The glossy curls of her hair are like silk in my fist. I massage her scalp where I pulled on the roots before letting the long strands slip through my fingers.
She shivers when I trace the delicate line of her spine. I go slowly, but I don’t stop when I reach her lower back. I continue down the crack of her ass until I reach her back entrance.
Applying a little pressure with the pad of my thumb, I give her a foretaste of what it will feel like if this is the route she decides to go. I keep the touch constant but light, teasing her with the promise of sensations she’s never experienced.
From the uncertainty passing over her features, I’m pretty damn sure this first will also be mine, but I have to be sure.
Pressing a little harder, I hover on the verge of splitting her open. “Have you ever taken a cock in your ass?”
Goosebumps run over her skin. She shakes her head, and I’ll be damned if satisfaction doesn’t heat my blood.
“Good girl.” I move my thumb down to where our fingers are cupping her clit and gather the slickness spilling around my cock where it’s still buried to the hilt inside her. Using her arousal as lubrication, I press my thumb against her back entrance again but like I mean it this time. “This is what it’s going to feel like, only fuller.” I break through the tight barrier of muscles with a quick, decisive movement.
She gasps and arches her back, moving away from the stimulation first and then closer as she leans into the touch and takes me deeper.
“Are you sure, darling?” My question holds a dare. “It’s not too late to turn back. Say the word, and I’ll worship your body like the fragile, beautiful piece of art it is. I can be gentle like, if you’re honest, you really want me to be.”
She glares at me. “Do it.”
My girl is truly a masochist. Or maybe she doesn’t want me to see that I’m right. She’s so different from how she used to be I sometimes think she’s not the same person I met. But I take it. I’ll take her any way she is, now and in the future.
Keeping her hand pinned between her legs, I pull out and stroke myself until precum leaks from the tip. “Keep your hand there until I say you can move.”
I drag the crest through her folds, gathering more of her slick arousal. She shivers again as I spread her open with my hands on her ass cheeks and carefully position my cock.
“Rub your clit. It’ll be easier.”
She does so reluctantly but goes completely still when I angle my hips and start to apply pressure. I penetrate her hard and fast with just the crown, breaching the tight ring of muscles to get the worst over with.
