"Lower your head to the bed."
I did, aware that doing so pushed my ass even higher. Nate ran his hand over my bottom, then slid a finger between my butt cheeks.
"Has anyone claimed this hole?" The obscenity of what he was asking sent another bolt of desire through me.
"No."
"Will you give it to me?" he asked.
"Yes." My answer came without the slightest hesitation. Though anal wasn't something I dreamed about when I pictured sex with Nate, I didn't fear it either. In his hands, I knew I'd be safe. He'd take care to make it as pleasurable for me as he could.
"We need to warm you up first," he said.
Before I could consider what he meant, he spanked me across my right buttock and then the left. It wasn't like when he punished me. This was more sensual, spreading a delicious warmth through my lower body.
"Stay still," he said when I wiggled my hips.
He spanked me four more times in the same provocative manner. When he finally grasped my hips, I was ready for him. He entered me in one slow, deliberate stroke that had me panting with need.
He began to move, taking his time at first. His pace built gradually, his grip tightening to hold me where he wanted me as I tried to move back to meet his thrusts.
As he fucked me with an almost savage intensity, my arousal grew. He ran a finger along my slit, gathering some of the wetness that had pooled there, then smeared it over my rear hole. When he pushed a finger into that forbidden place, I whimpered. It burned at first, but when he teased my clit with his other hand, the discomfort was quickly forgotten. He plowed into me until I came, then pulled out.
While I was still shaking from my climax, he grabbed something from the drawer of his nightstand. It wasn't until a cool liquid dribbled over my ass that I realized it was lube. I held my breath as his cock nudged the puckered hole.
Nate put a hand on my hip to steady me as he slowly pushed in. His thick cock made it only an inch or so inside me before my muscles began to resist. Nate stroked my back, making soothing circles, and murmured quietly, urging me to relax and let him in.
With supreme effort, I relaxed my muscles. Breathing deep, I accepted every inch of him as he pushed forward until his hips met my ass.
"How does that feel?" he asked.
"It's strange."
"Bad strange?"
I considered for a moment. How could I describe the fullness, the feeling of being torn apart in the best possible way?
"No, it's good, I think." I pushed my hips back. "You can move."
"Oh, thank fuck."
Nate withdrew and slid back in. My clit throbbed as he increased his tempo. He shoved two fingers into my pussy, making me cry out. Then he started to pump them in and out in sync with the motion of his cock.
Pleasure swelled inside me, and to my surprise, I was flung into another potent orgasm. As I melted onto the bed, Nate groaned. He pulled out, and his warm seed splattered across the back of my thighs. He collapsed next to me on the bed.
I turned onto my side to gaze down at him. His arm was flung over his head. His brow glistened with sweat, and his eyes were glazed.
"That was incredible."
He nodded, clearly trying to catch his breath.
"I meant it." He reached up to sweep my hair back over my shoulder. "When I said I love you."
I nodded. "So did I."
Bending, I brushed a soft kiss over his lips. He pulled me down into the crook of his arm, and I curled my body toward him.
"Get some sleep, honey," he murmured.
