I sighed. My nipples were hard little berries, my body coated in perspiration, my clit throbbing, and my pussy itching to be filled.
“Yes.” He raised his fingers to his mouth and slid his tongue out to lick off my moisture. “So wet, baby. So fucking wet.”
I bit my lip. Was I allowed to speak? I couldn’t help myself. “Stick your finger inside me, Jonah. Please.”
“All in good time. Your pussy will get satisfied. But tonight I’m going to take you in that sacred place you’ve saved only for me.”
My muscles clenched. He had used an anal plug on me before, and the sensation had been pleasurable. But his cock was so huge. I wasn’t sure I could handle it.
“I’m going to lick the cream out of your pussy, and then I’ll get your ass ready for me. Get on the bed.”
I did as I was told, climbing onto the bed on my hands and knees, hoping I looked seductive. I inhaled the fresh lavender buds. Hopefully they would help me relax, to get ready for what would be a big invasion.
“Good, baby.” He gave my ass a quick slap.
The heat from his stinging hand warmed me.
“This ass is mine. Only mine. And I’m going to claim my prize tonight.”
Chapter Forty
Jonah
My cock was hard and throbbing between my legs. How I wanted to plunge into that tight little asshole, but I had to wait. I had to get her ready for me first. This was too soon. I knew that in my heart. But I needed her ass tonight. I needed the control so badly. I needed to take what was mine.
I gave her ass another slap, and the pink spread across her creamy skin like a wildfire taking a dried forest. The heat, the sting—I felt every bit of it in my own hand and my own body like boiling honey flowing through me.
I inhaled, and her pussy juice wafted up—sweet pears and Granny Smith apples, sweet musky female. Sweet Melanie.
I spread her ass cheeks and shoved my tongue into her cunt. She squirmed against me, groaning, moaning.
“You like that, baby?” I said against her folds. “You like when I lick that hot pussy of yours?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Lick me, please.”
I slid my tongue between her folds again, tasting her, sucking out that succulent cream. Then I slid my tongue up to that sweet little puckered hole that was mine. All mine.
I lubed it up good with my saliva and massaged it with my tongue. She squirmed under me, moaning, groaning, begging for more.
More I would give her. I grabbed a bottle of lube I had set aside and opened it. I poured some into my palm to warm it, and then I rubbed it over her little asshole. Again I massaged her with my finger. “Relax, baby. Relax.” I breached the tight muscle with my index finger.
She gasped for a second but then relaxed. Her ass was still pink from the slaps, and although I longed to get in a few more, I decided it was best to concentrate on getting her ready for my dick.
“So tight, baby. So tight around my finger.” I moved my finger in and out slowly. “I’m going to add another finger now, okay?”
I stroked her gently…and then eased my middle finger into her tight heat.
The graduated sizes of anal plugs sat next to the bottle of lube. I had given her a small one the last time. My intention had been to ease her in slowly, taking the medium, and then the large. But I couldn’t wait. I needed her now. I needed to take her, claim her, have her surrender fully to me.
I grabbed the medium-sized plug.
It would be a stretch for her, but she could do it. I had faith.
“I’m going to use a plug on you, sweetheart. It’s a little bigger than the one I used last time, but you can do it.”
Already she tensed up. I could see her cheeks clench, feel it in my fingers still inside her ass.
“Don’t be scared. I’d never hurt you.”