“I know, baby. You’re okay. Just focus on my fingers.”
His thumb is working in a slow circle around my clit, but it’s not enough. I can feel his dick prying me apart, grinding against the toy on the other side. And it feels like fire burning through me.
“Baby…” I cry, fisting at the pillows. “It hurts.”
His progress slows, and I exhale as he brushes my hair over my shoulder.
“My love, you have to relax,” he says. “Or this isn’t going to work.”
I draw from him in an attempt to tamp down the tension, and he grunts, slipping deeper.
“You’re doing great, baby. You’re almost there.”
I shake my head, fists clenching the fabric beneath me, but I don’t ask him to slow.
I want this. Want him buried inside of me. Want to feel him empty into me as he always does.
If I ask him to slow now, he’ll never let me have it.
“More,” I demand, and Elliot begins to growl.
His hand cups my breast before pinching my nipple. The little sting is a welcome distraction as he continues his torturous path until there’s nowhere for him to go, and he’s gripping my hips to keep from driving into me.
“You okay?” He asks, pausing.
I nod.
With the toy seated at the hilt, and Elliot inching into me, I am blinded by the impossible fullness. But the craving is growing, and I’m worried it might swallow us both if he doesn’t move.
“Please, I need you to move,” I plead. “Please, baby. Please…”
Elliot’s hands come down on either side of me as he presses me into the sheets.
“Baby, don’t beg…you’re gonna?—“
His words are cut off as I cry out.
“Ah! Fuck!”
He stills, power vibrating through us as the knot comes to life.
“Iris!” He answers my desperation with his own. “Baby, I can’t stay still.”
“Then don’t.”
He rears back, gripping my hips and driving into me.
The movement elicits another anguished cry, but it feels too good to run from.
I meet his every thrust as his rhythm increases, and the rough drag of him scraping against either side of my walls brings tears to my eyes.
“Iris,” he warns. “I’m gonna come. Do you want?—“
Again, his words are cut off. This time, by my desperate clawing as I pull his arms around me.
I don’t want him to go anywhere. I want every drop.
His body starts to stiffen in response, rhythm rough as a tremor courses through him. My shift takes over as I feel the heat of his cum pouring into me, and those precious words leave his lips.
