against his hand. When he twisted his fingers, she gasped. “Oh.”
He played with her that way for a while, gently, slowly, allowing her body the chance to adjust. But she was greedy, and she wanted more. “Now, Alex. I’m ready.”
“Tell me what you want. Tell me what you’re thinking.” He moved his hand faster, deeper, and she moaned at the increased sensations flooding her body and muddling her head.
“I can’t think when you do that,” she admitted, her voice shaking and her body trembling on the edge of something new. “But I want your cock in my ass.” The words felt awkward on her tongue, but freeing, too, so she said it again, her voice stronger this time. “Fuck my ass, Alex. Please.”
He rubbed his cock, already slick with lube, against the ring of muscle he’d loosened with his fingers. She panicked, her heart threatening to explode in her chest. What the hell was I thinking? He was big, much bigger than his fingers. He pushed, the head of his cock stretching her, wider than she’d ever been stretched. It hurt, and she whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.
Alex froze. “You okay?” he asked, his voice tight with tension. “Jesus, you’re so tight. It feels like heaven.”
“Just go slow,” she said shakily. “But please don’t stop.”
His fingers tightened on her leg, and he moved in small thrusts, giving her a chance to get used to the feeling. She was sweating, but the pain of this first time was easing. She’d never felt so full before, and she nearly wept with relief. But, God, she needed more. “Come inside me all the way,” she begged.
He swore, and then with one long, steady thrust, she felt him sink deep. “Oh,” she cried, unable to hold back the tears. “So good. So good.”
Alex wrapped his hand around her leg and drew it up. “Look,” he ordered, his voice thick with emotion. “Look at us. I’m buried balls deep in your ass, Jessica. You’re so hot, so tight, I could come from this alone.”
Jess forced her eyes open and nearly came herself from the look of pure bliss on Alex’s face as he stared at the way they were joined. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, but that one stood out over all of them. Right now, at this time, there wasn’t a single way he could be faking how he felt about what they were doing. He really was okay with it.
Then he moved, and all thoughts fled.
Nothing was left but feeling as Alex stroked in and nearly all the way out, slowly, as if he had the rest of his life to do nothing but please her. His harsh breathing puffed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine, making her toes curl. He slid the hand that held her knee to the juncture of her thighs, and when he rubbed her clit, she couldn’t hold back the moan.
“Oh, Alex.”
He laughed, but there was a rough, aroused edge to it. “Feel good?”
“Feels great,” she breathed.
“Let’s see if this feels even better.” He dropped her leg and guided her onto her knees, never breaking contact with her body.
Jess grabbed the pillow and tucked it under her chest, resting her head on her arms. She watched in the mirror as Alex slid out of her body, his cock glistening with lube. When he leaned over her back and pressed kisses down her spine, she shivered again. Alex was watching in the mirror, too, and she winked then, giving him a saucy, if shaky, smile.
“What are you waiting for?” she baited him, loving the way his eyes darkened.
It was his turn to grin when he grasped her hips—hard enough to make her bite her lip, but oh so good—and thrust into her, much deeper than he’d been able to when they lay on their sides.
“Oh, Alex,” she cried, her eyes fluttering closed. “Do that again.”
He did, either ten times or a hundred or maybe even a thousand. She lost count, drowning in the amazing sensation of his balls slapping against her clit while his cock slid deep in her ass. It was just the added friction she needed, and she came with a long, drawn-out
He played with her that way for a while, gently, slowly, allowing her body the chance to adjust. But she was greedy, and she wanted more. “Now, Alex. I’m ready.”
“Tell me what you want. Tell me what you’re thinking.” He moved his hand faster, deeper, and she moaned at the increased sensations flooding her body and muddling her head.
“I can’t think when you do that,” she admitted, her voice shaking and her body trembling on the edge of something new. “But I want your cock in my ass.” The words felt awkward on her tongue, but freeing, too, so she said it again, her voice stronger this time. “Fuck my ass, Alex. Please.”
He rubbed his cock, already slick with lube, against the ring of muscle he’d loosened with his fingers. She panicked, her heart threatening to explode in her chest. What the hell was I thinking? He was big, much bigger than his fingers. He pushed, the head of his cock stretching her, wider than she’d ever been stretched. It hurt, and she whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.
Alex froze. “You okay?” he asked, his voice tight with tension. “Jesus, you’re so tight. It feels like heaven.”
“Just go slow,” she said shakily. “But please don’t stop.”
His fingers tightened on her leg, and he moved in small thrusts, giving her a chance to get used to the feeling. She was sweating, but the pain of this first time was easing. She’d never felt so full before, and she nearly wept with relief. But, God, she needed more. “Come inside me all the way,” she begged.
He swore, and then with one long, steady thrust, she felt him sink deep. “Oh,” she cried, unable to hold back the tears. “So good. So good.”
Alex wrapped his hand around her leg and drew it up. “Look,” he ordered, his voice thick with emotion. “Look at us. I’m buried balls deep in your ass, Jessica. You’re so hot, so tight, I could come from this alone.”
Jess forced her eyes open and nearly came herself from the look of pure bliss on Alex’s face as he stared at the way they were joined. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, but that one stood out over all of them. Right now, at this time, there wasn’t a single way he could be faking how he felt about what they were doing. He really was okay with it.
Then he moved, and all thoughts fled.
Nothing was left but feeling as Alex stroked in and nearly all the way out, slowly, as if he had the rest of his life to do nothing but please her. His harsh breathing puffed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine, making her toes curl. He slid the hand that held her knee to the juncture of her thighs, and when he rubbed her clit, she couldn’t hold back the moan.
“Oh, Alex.”
He laughed, but there was a rough, aroused edge to it. “Feel good?”
“Feels great,” she breathed.
“Let’s see if this feels even better.” He dropped her leg and guided her onto her knees, never breaking contact with her body.
Jess grabbed the pillow and tucked it under her chest, resting her head on her arms. She watched in the mirror as Alex slid out of her body, his cock glistening with lube. When he leaned over her back and pressed kisses down her spine, she shivered again. Alex was watching in the mirror, too, and she winked then, giving him a saucy, if shaky, smile.
“What are you waiting for?” she baited him, loving the way his eyes darkened.
It was his turn to grin when he grasped her hips—hard enough to make her bite her lip, but oh so good—and thrust into her, much deeper than he’d been able to when they lay on their sides.
“Oh, Alex,” she cried, her eyes fluttering closed. “Do that again.”
He did, either ten times or a hundred or maybe even a thousand. She lost count, drowning in the amazing sensation of his balls slapping against her clit while his cock slid deep in her ass. It was just the added friction she needed, and she came with a long, drawn-out
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