I do just as he asks, dragging the flared head of his cock through my wetness like he’s my personal toy, circling my clit firmly, making the most potent mix of me and him as our releases swirl together. I take his length all the way back, push his head against my puckered hole, the pressure a new sensation. A moan escapes me, and Raf's breathing ratchets up. His grip on me tightens and as he pushes in a little more, I delight in the slight burning sensation when his head meets the resistance there.
He hisses and bites my neck as he slowly rolls his hips like he’s knocking on the door, hoping it will open for him.
“Has anyone ever taken you here, baby?” he rumbles into my neck.
“Noooo,” I say on a low moan. “Only you the last time with your fingers.” The thought of him pushing through the resistance sends need coursing through me.
“Good. This ass is all for me.” He pants as he continues kissing and caressing every inch of skin he can find as we grind against each other, pleasure ricocheting all through my core as his cock slides through my slickness, bumping my clit and then to my back entrance. The one I’ve never felt safe enough to let anyone else cross the threshold of—until him.
“I’m going to make popping our cherry so good for the both of us.”
“Whhhaat? Have you never done this with anyone before?” I stammer between the onslaught of sensations and emotions rolling over me in waves.
“No. Everything before you was vanilla. But what I was really craving was something with more spice.” He runs his big hands down my back and cups my ass, kneading my cheeks firmly before pulling them apart. “Then you blazed your way into myoffice, my life, and my heart, all fire and spice, and I was a goner.”
He breaks our connection momentarily to get something out of his side drawer.
“Ha! You had a funny way of showing it, Law Daddy,” I say, not able to resist the opportunity to sass him.
“Are we fighting or fucking?” he fires back, popping the lid of what I can now see is lube. He drips a generous amount on his fingers.
“Definitely fucking,” I say, nipping at his lips before he presses his to mine and locks his eyes on my face.
“Let me make this good for us,” he whispers,desire and a depth of care there’s no words for dripping from every syllable. “Do you trust me?”
“With everything I have,” I whisper back.
He drifts his fingers to the spot only he’s touched before and starts stretching me with one finger, then two. Slowly working them in and out, checking in with me the whole time, while I use him to play with myself, keeping me on the edge of coming.
“Here, give me your hand,” he says. I do, and he pours lube into it. “Get me ready. You’re going to feel every inch of me, but I promise I’m going to make it so fucking good, baby.”
I heed his command and coat his rock-hard length in lube, slightly terrified at how that’s going to fit in me, but I take a deep breath and let him maneuver us so my legs are on his shoulders. On his knees above me, he braces on one hand and uses his other to position his head at my back hole, rocking forward gently and making my breath hitch. The sting. The stretch. The fine line between pleasure and pain. He leans over to kiss me slowly and reverently, letting me get used to the feel of him.
“Relax, baby. We’ll go slow,” he reminds me, taking my fingers and putting them on my clit, encouraging me to make myself feel good. “I read it can help make it feel better,” hesays. Our heavy breathing and moans fill the room, lost to all the sensations. There’s zero inhibitions, and we take our time figuring out the pace and what feels good. When he pushes in further, I inhale sharply and grip onto his forearms, digging my nails in.
“I need to move, baby,” he grits out, the pressure mounting between us is all-consuming.
“Move!” I cry as he pushes a little harder and faster, rocking into me as I move against him. The deep ache in my core is building, I give over to the light-headedness as I receive all of him, a euphoric feeling of being connected in a way no one has ever been flooding my body and soul.
“Eyes on me, angel,” he commands, thrusting harder and faster but still mindful. “Watch me take this ass. Own you in a way no one else ever will. Shatter as I make every part of you mine forever.”
I whimper breathily in unbridled pleasure as he comes with a deep groan.
“Fuuuckkkkkk,” he says, throbbing and spilling his release inside me.
He lets my legs fall away and covers my body with his as we get our breathing under control, letting the intimacy and intensity of what we’ve just experienced together blanket us. He’s my serenity.
Once we fully crossed over the invisible line Raf drew to keep me at arm’s length and he told me how badly his ex-fiancée hurt him, everything between us felt effortless. Before, we wereexisting in the forcefield between two magnets, fighting to stay apart when we were always meant to be together.
Raf admitted agonizing over what I was doing in my own room down the hall and how it would keep him up at night, but ironically, he’s probably had even less sleep these past few nights because he can’t keep his hands off me.
I have the day off today and fully intend on sleeping longer since I don’t have an ungodly call time. I can hear Raf’s alarm beep, but instead of getting up after he silences it, I feel his warm body slide in behind me.
“You awake, baby?” he whispers as he snakes his big strong arms around me, pulling me flush to his chest.
“No. But you and that monster between your legs appear to be very awake,” I rasp sleepily.
He laughs and presses the velvety skin of his firm cock between my ass cheeks. My body fires up instantly, arousal pooling between my thighs.
