Within seconds, he was pushing the five-inch tube smoothly in and out of her ass. Gia’s fingers clawed at the duvet. It not only looked highly illicit and sexy in the mirror, it felt that way. Forbidden and dark and very arousing.
He plunged the vibrator all the way into her and held it there. She moaned helplessly. His face tightened in a grimace, and he reached beneath her, stroking his swollen cock.
“Enough. I can’t take this anymore,” he said abruptly. He drew the vibrator out of her and lifted her legs and hips over him, setting them back down on the edge of the mattress when he stood. Gia scrambled up on her hands and knees, dazed with arousal.
Seth attacked his button fly. “Stay there. On your hands and knees.”
They watched each other in strangling excitement as Seth stripped off his clothes. When he finally stood before her naked, she stared at his awesome erection springing between his strong thighs.
“Don’t look at me like that, Bright Eyes,” he coaxed as he reached for the bottle of lubricant. “You know I’m not going to hurt you.”
“So it won’t hurt?” she asked, relieved. Her mouth grew wet with saliva as she watched him matter-of-factly lube up his erection. He looked awesome and even a little fearsome in that moment.
“It might a little. Just at first,” he admitted, coming up next to where she was perched on the bed. He adjusted her hips so that her knees were still on the mattress, but her legs and ass were slanted toward the edge of the bed and his jutting, shiny cock. “You’re a virgin here, right?” he asked.
“Oh,” she cried out when he pierced her ass with a lubricated finger. It had felt very dirty watching him penetrate her ass with the vibrator, but having his finger in her felt that much more sharp and intimate. What would it be like to have his big, beautiful cock thrusting in and out of such a private place?
She moaned uncontrollably as he continued to push his finger in and out of her. He cupped a suspended breast with his other hand and rubbed her nipple with his fingertip.
“Gia? You’re hot and very tight. Are you a virgin here?”
“Yes,” she gasped.
“Good. I like hearing there are parts of you that are mine alone,” he said darkly. “Would it be too much for you, since this is your first time, if I restrained your hands behind your back?”
“Why do you want to?” she mumbled, highly distracted because he was finger-fucking her firmly now.
“Because I want to know you’re completely mine for a few blessed moments,” he grated out, his nostrils flaring. “I’ll probably want that a lot, in one way or another. I’ve been reining myself in so far with you. The truth is, I don’t like sharing you, Gia. Do you think you can accept that?”
She glanced back and met his fiery stare. Her heart throbbed in her ears’ taut silence.
“Yes,” she said.
He nodded once, and she sensed his respect in that brief acknowledgment. He understood that while all this excited her, it was new and overwhelming too. She blinked in surprise when he abruptly leaned forward and unfastened her bra. His cock brushed against her naked hip as she lifted her hands off the mattress so that he could remove it.
“Put your cheek and your breasts on the mattress, leave your bottom high in the air,” he instructed. “No. Other cheek down,” he said, halting her with a touch on her shoulder. “I know you’ll want to watch in the mirror.”
Her cheeks were already on fire, but they scalded as she turned her head so that she faced the mirror.
“Hands at the small of your back,” he said gently.
She watched, biting her lip as he used her lace bra to tie her wrists together at the small of her back. When he’d finished, she looked utterly vulnerable in the mirror, her ass in the air, her hands restrained at her back.
She also looked beautiful, Gia admitted, her face flushed, her bottom rosy next to the lacy, feminine garter and hose. Seth’s hand began to move and she forgot all about how she looked. She stared at him hungrily in the mirror. He was pumping his lubricated cock and staring at her with rigid intensity.
He stepped behind her.
“This is going to take a little doing,” he said gruffly. “I’ll do my best to go easy on you. I don’t want to hurt you, but at the same time,” he spread her ass cheeks, opening her, and presented the fat head of his cock to her asshole. “This is going to feel so fucking good,” he growled tensely. He gripped her hip and pushed
with a gentle, but relentless pressure. “Don’t fight it,” he bit out through a clenched jaw. “Push back against it, like I told you.”
She released a trembling cry as the crown of his cock slipped into her ass. Pain shot through her, but it was gone almost immediately. His hold on her hips tightened. “I’m not moving,” he assured. “Are you okay?”
“Yes,” she said. She keyed into the sensation of him being in her. It felt very strange . . . illicit and incendiary. She felt him throb next to the nerve-packed flesh and instinctively tightened around him. He sank deeper several inches and groaned roughly.
“I told you that your spanking was over, but if you keep that up, you’ll have another, Gia. You have no idea how good you feel. If you knew what I was thinking about doing to you right now, you wouldn’t tease.”
She pressed her hot cheek next to the soft duvet, panting, mesmerized by the vision of him in the mirror. This is why he’d angled her body in this direction, slanting her so that she could see him penetrating her. He was so dirty. She loved it. His muscles were tight and delineated, his cock ruddy and shiny, piercing her pale flesh. He was the image of primal sex in that moment, beautiful and flagrant. He began to pulse his hips, his hard buttocks flexing in a subtle, controlled movement, as he fucked her shallowly.