“I wouldn’t let you put it inside that sweet ass yourself,” he says dragging me to the edge. “Lift your hips, pretty girl.”
The moment I do, he shoves a pillow under my lower back, and pushes my knees to my chest.
“Hold like this.” Reaching into the bedside drawer, Carter grabs a tub of lube, squirting a generous amount onto the plug.“This is size one. You’ll wear it for two hours before I swap it for a bigger one.”
“Bigger? How much bigger? And—”
“One size bigger.”
“But we’ll be at the grand opening intwo hours.”
“Yes, we will.” He squirts out more lube, this time over my pussy, and smiles when the cool gel makes me hiss.
I’m about to tell him this isn’t where the plug’s supposed to go, but I fall silent, watching him take a knee on the plush carpet. He spreads the lube over my lips, clit, and then... lower.
I’ve loved every time he circled my back entrance with his wet fingers, and even more when his thumb’s breached the barrier. There’s something thrilling about taking this step. It feels almost forbidden.
“You’ll swap the plug at the club?” I whisper. “Where?”
“My office, the restroom, the elevator... take your pick.” He kisses my thighs while gently toying with the ring of muscles.
Every featherlight touch makes me spasm. I outright tremble when he increases the pressure, enough that my pussy’s soaking wet, but not enough to slip his finger inside.
“So sensitive,” he tuts, licking me slowly.
“Is it edible?”
A nod is all I get.
He’s done playing, done teasing. The greedy, eager beast takes over as he sucks me into his mouth, summoning my orgasm to the surface as fast as possible. I’m not far from coming undone when he groans, savoring my taste.
My hips start working the closer I get, soft moans falling from my lips. I won’t ever get bored of having Carter’s face between my legs. He treats every moment like a prize. Like there’s nowhere he’d rather be, nothing he’d rather do.
Within minutes, I’m poised over the edge, balancing a tightrope. He usually tips me over by slipping two fingers inside to reach my G spot, but not this time.
This time he pushes the plug against my back entrance.
“That’s it, Hailey,” he coos dragging the flat of his tongue up and over. “That’s it... come for me, pretty girl.” He sucks my clit again and, at the same time, pushes the metal tip past the tight hole.
My back bows off the bed as the orgasm explodes inside me, so potent I lose touch with reality. I’m shaking, moaning, fucking drowning in the high.
“Good girl,” he whispers, climbing over me. “How does it feel? Are you comfortable?”
“It’s in all the way?” I pant, peeling my eyes open.
“All the way.” He stamps a cute little kiss between my breasts. “No pain, I take it?”
“I didn’t even register when it went in fully.”
He moves to lay beside me, his warm hand between my legs, lazily grazing my pussy. With a cunning, arrogant smile, he tiptoes his fingers lower, tapping the crystal end of the plug.
A pleasant shudder shakes me, my eyes popping wide.
“Feel it now?”
“Yes. It’s nice. No...odd. Not painful, just odd.”
“You’ll get used to it. And when you do, I’ll want it to be here...” He taps the end once more, “...while my cock is here.” He dips two fingers inside me, finding my G spot with a sniper’s precision. Three shallow strokes and he stops, sitting up. “Get ready, Hailey. I suggest a skirt for easy access. We’re leaving in twenty minutes.”
