Master in Shining Armor (Masters Unleashed 4)

His finger turned inside her, and she whimpered.

“Fuck, you’re killing me,” he groaned. As his finger withdrew, she found herself following it, not wanting it to be over already even though she was desperate to have a real orgasm and really scared of him just switching out his finger for his cock already.

Something warm but unyielding dragged between her pussy lips. She opened her eyes, not having realized she’d closed them momentarily, and saw something glint in his hand.

“What’s that?”

He rubbed the thing over her anus. It was warm and slick, and she clued in just before he answered.

“A plug. It’s about the size of two of my fingers.”

“And you’re putting that in me?”

“Yes.”

“What’s my safeword again?”

He paused for a long moment. “Aubergine. Are you safewording?”

“What? No! I just couldn’t remember it and thought this would be a good time to ask.”

“How about if you say anything that sounds like it’s out of context I’ll stop?”

She blew out a breath. It was odd how Will was the kinkiest guy she’d ever been with, yet her safeword with him made her feel safe when it came to being adventurous. This guy, she knew, would stop.

Right now she just wanted him to go! Pedal to the metal!

Well . . . maybe more like halfway to the metal. Just over the speed limit a little.

“Okay.”

Slowly, he worked the plug into her ass, toying with it in ways that made it just as arousing as it was uncomfortable.

This is normal. He’s probably done this to every girl he’s ever dated. I’m not weirdly slutty for letting him do this.

It felt far too strange and good to make him stop anyway, but it was still horribly embarrassing for her even if most of her friends had done this before.

When she felt her body finally close around the narrow part of the plug before the base, she whimpered but wasn’t sure if it was in relief. She felt so full it was hard to believe that he might expect her to take something as big as his cock.

“Today were going to start your training.”

“Training?”

He guided her back up to a kneeling position and turned her around to face him. “You need to learn to follow commands and hand signals.”

“Now?” she asked, disturbed by the idea of having to do anything other than have an orgasm right then.

“Yes, now. You’ll be far more interested in pleasing me if I have something you need.”

“You could have just asked. I don’t like these games where you make me wait for what I want.”

He barked a laugh, his gaze flinty and maybe a bit scary. A thrill of apprehension ran through her, making her anticipate all of the terrible things he might do.

“Just remember, being punished might sound like fun, but that’s just because you’re new. I could start being mean about it at any point in time.”

She pouted at him. “Maybe if you give me just a little orgasm I’ll be able to concentrate better,” she wheedled, tracing a finger along his bottom lip.

“If there’s something you want, you need to ask nicely.”