Page 24 of Plug and Drain

“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere,” he chuckled, the tip of his cock still at her entrance.

Annoyed with herself, she quickly released his arms. Her brief touch had confirmed what she’d already suspected from the stretching fabric of his sleeves: that his arms were sculpted and well-defined, exuding discipline and power. He was not a gangly nineteen-year-old. He was broad and filled out.

His obvious strength should have intimidated her, especially when she was at his mercy, but it somehow made her feel safe. It was a dangerous thought.

“I don’t mind you holding me, you know,” Arken said. “You can touch me as well.”

“Do you want me to touch you?” she countered, trying to sound apathetic.

Arken gave a good-natured smile. “I want you to do whatever brings you pleasure.”

Great. I’m definitely not touching you then.

Inch by inch, he pushed his full length back into her, his lips parted as he watched her response.

Susie stifled a moan when he re-entered her, clutching at the sheets and wishing they were his arms. She needed something solid to hold on to, something that wasn’t him.

He gave her a quizzical look as he drew back out of her again. “I do have a small confession, though.”

He pushed back in, sliding and stretching her tantalisingly.

Fuck.

“Yes?” she asked breathlessly, her muscles twitching around his sliding length.

“I liked it when you held me.”

“Is that an order?”

“Why, no. Not at all. But if you wish to hold me, I have no objections.”

So…not an order.

But if it brought him pleasure, then it would be worth holding him to try to speed things up. At this rate, he would still be here when the sun rose.

Susie hesitantly placed her hands on Arken’s shoulders. He made a soft sound in response, his fingers brushing the nape of her neck as his thumbs caressed her face.

Susie tried hard to ignore how nice it felt to be held by someone. Not that she was enjoying any part of this.

Arken moved inside her, each torturingly slow slide unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.

Definitely not enjoyable.

At best, I’m intrigued—

A loud involuntary whimper left her throat as Arken sheathed himself fully in one smooth motion.

“Too much?” he asked.

“No. It’s fine.”

His concern gave way to a smile that made his eyes twinkle. “Let’s see if we can improve on fine.”

Staying deep, he rocked against her, his cock pressing on that difficult-to-reach spot that had felt sore before, but now felt like…

Like…

“Fuck,” she whispered as a ravenous ache pulsed.