Please, Sir.”
He smiled slow and seductively. “You’ll have it, my lovely sub. But first, you have to earn it.” He shifted behind her and wedged between her legs. One hand caressed and petted her ass, the other cupped her mound, feeling her heat.
She tried to grind herself on the heel of his hand.
“Patience, pet.” He snatched a tube of lubricant from beneath his hidden pile of treasures and rolled the cap off. Parting her cheeks, he exposed the tiny rosebud and squirted a generous dollop of lube on that tightly closed orifice.
Her buttocks clenched when his finger probed, easing in to the first knuckle, then deeper, stretching the snug ring of muscle that sought to keep him out. “Relax, pet, just slicking you up. This is playtime. I’m not going to fuck you in your tight ass until you are tied to the bedposts.” Withdrawing the one finger, he squeezed two inside. “Need to stretch you.”
She moaned as nerves flared to life and did as instructed, even tried to thrust back, onto his fingers.
“I have something for you, Red. Something I think you’ll like.” He picked up a medium-size butt plug, lubed it, and pressed the tip to her slicked anus. He grabbed the remote and flicked the button so it vibrated at her entrance.
Lucy cried out but not in pain as vibrations shot through her ass and into her clit. She breathed deep and slow as her Dom breached the sensitive sphincter with the plug. She hissed and bit her lower lip. It was bigger than the one Glorie used, larger than any he’d used on her before, but the vibrations had her ass clenching and unclenching. Every time she relaxed, he eased it in farther until it slipped inside.
When his fingers penetrated her soaked pussy, she nearly came off the wedge. She was hot and aching to be fucked.
“I’m going to come.” She wanted to give him time to either stop her or drive her over the edge. When the vibrator turned off, she sagged, her belly painfully hollow.
“Are you ready to beg, pet?”
God, she wanted to get off, but it was their last night and she wanted this to be the biggest orgasm yet. She undulated her hips. “No.”
Graham laughed, low and soft. “I would have been disappointed if you’d said yes.” One of the many things he loved about Lucy was her desire to make each session last. She never took the fast and easy way to fulfillment, but god, he wanted her so bad right now. Her determination to make it last just might be his undoing. “Maybe this will make you beg.” He plunged his sheathed cock inside her pussy and began slow, measured strokes that became sheer torture.
His dick filled her hot, slick channel, and the toy hummed on low in her ass, making his belly clench. She squeezed both him and the plug. Each breath she drew in was raspy, each exhale a moan. Her fingers fisted in the bedding, and her whimpers filled the room like heavenly music. He couldn’t do this long. His poor cock felt as though it were going to explode, and his balls were drawn so tight they ached.
“Beg, pet.” God, please, beg.
“Nooo.” Her voice ended on a high cry.
He stopped the vibrations, rolled her over, and tossed the wedge to the floor. Poised over her, he stared into her passion-filled eyes. She was close, so close. He lifted her legs, placed them over his shoulder. The scrape of her heels on his back made him groan. He took her hands in his and held them over her head. “Time to beg, pet.”
He was going to make his sweet sub beg and cry, then he’d launch her into the heavens. He flicked the button on the tiny remote and set it near her head.
She cried out when he plunged inside her fast and hard. Playtime was over. His hips rocked forward, slamming his pubic bone against her clit. He ground himself against her as he stroked. Breathing hard, hell, barely breathing, he knew if she didn’t give in fast, he was going to explode.
“Beg,” he ordered, his voice raspy and thick.
She strained to free her arms, but he held her,
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