Make Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 5)

“Hold that egg. Turn over. On your knees with your face down.”

She moved slowly but did as he ordered, her ass poking out. He gave her a sharp smack.

“Ow.” She glared over her shoulder at him.

He just grinned. “Hands above your head. Spread your legs.” He moved his fingers down to her slick folds, coating them in her sweet juice. Then he ran his wet finger up and down between her butt cheeks. He circled her asshole then pushed the tip slightly into her.

He grabbed the lube then coated two fingers. “Breathe in, baby.” As she took a deep breath in, he pushed the tip of one finger into her hole. “Out.”

He thrust deep, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. Damn, she was tight. His cock throbbed at the thought of being inside her. But not yet. He turned on the egg as he thrust his finger in and out of her ass. He added another finger as he felt her relax. In and out, he pumped his fingers as the egg made her cry out with pleasure.

“Good girl,” he told her, withdrawing his fingers and turning off the egg.

She groaned and he grinned, knowing she was silently calling him all sorts of nasty names. He quickly lubed up the plug then parted her ass cheeks.

“Here we go.”

“Oh, lord have mercy on me,” she muttered.

He slowly pushed the plug inside her, pausing only briefly to turn the egg back on. Reagan made a low noise as he pushed it deep.

He leaned over her, his cock pressing against her plugged backside. “Good?”

“I wouldn’t say good, exactly. Oh, hell,” she exclaimed as he nibbled on her ear then kissed down her backbone. He gave her ass a small tap, and she jumped, crying out.

“Oh. Oh.”

Reaching beneath her, he rubbed at her clit gently as the egg continued to buzz inside her. His need for her nearly at boiling point, he turned the egg off and slid it out.

He slipped the condom on, then lined his cock with her entrance, placing just the tip inside her.

“Sir!” she cried out.

“Yes?”

“I need you!”

He’d thrust deep before the last word erupted from her mouth. Damn, she was tight. His forehead broke out in a sweat as he had to pause and gain some control. She pulsed around him, her passage sucking him in tight.

Holy hell.

He had to move. Gritting his teeth, sweat gathered on his brow as he moved back and forth. His movements grew faster and faster. Reaching around once more, he strummed her clit. Her cries filled the room, her breathing growing faster.

“Come, Reagan!” He yelled as he felt himself explode.

She let out a bellow that made him grin before she came around his cock, her passage clenching down on him, making him shudder.

Hell yeah.

***

Twenty minutes later, she laid her head against his chest, snuggling against him. He ran his hand up and down her back in slow, soothing movements. She couldn’t sleep. There was too much going through her brain. She couldn’t focus on just one thought.

“What now?” she asked.

He continued to rub her back. “We sleep.”

She leaned up so she could look into his face. “That’s not what I meant. We know who my intruder is. There’s no reason for you to stay here anymore.”