I relaxed as he pushed his head against me. The tight ring of muscles rebelled at first, but he didn’t give up. As long as he kept that vibrator right where it was, I’d let him do anything to me. With increased pressure, he slipped inside.
I moaned into the mattress and stilled at the slight sting from the intrusion.
He rubbed my ass. “Such a good girl with such a tight little asshole.” Easing in farther, he repositioned his knees between mine and pulled back a little bit, then moved deeper than he’d ever been.
The sensation was strange but erotic. I couldn’t deny that I wanted more, and he gave it to me. He pulled back again and slid tight inside me. But he pulled the vibrator away.
I protested by slamming my hands on the mattress, but he didn’t return it.
“I can’t keep looking at your ass taking my cock. If I do, I’ll shoot faster than a teenager with a warm sock.”
Turning my head so that my cheek rested against the mattress, I said, “Then stop looking, but don’t you dare stop with the vibrator.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He pressed it against me, and I jolted.
I ground my pussy against that little humming spark of sex as Nate pulsed his cock in my ass. It was so wrong but so good. His fingers trailed along my lower back, his grunts growing more desperate with each thrust. I was so full, his cock eliciting tickling and tight sensations all along the inside of me.
Then something magical happened. He clicked another button on the vibrator and it moved faster. I clutched the sheets so hard my knuckles hurt, and his throaty groan was the beginning of my end.
“I’m coming.” Did the words pass my lips? Were they just in my mind? I didn’t care. I was diving off the top of orgasm mountain, floating through the rainbow of bliss, and splashing down in the crystal clear waters of holy-shit-I’m-in-heaven.
“Fuuuuuuck.” Nate shoved forward roughly, but I didn’t care. My orgasm had sent me somewhere far away, somewhere I wasn’t sure I wanted to come back from.
He pulled out, and warm spurts of come splashed my ass. I’d been moaning for so long that I lost my breath.
When every last bit of euphoria had turned into sated exhaustion, I shied away from the vibrator. “Too much.” My voice was muffled in the sheets.
He clicked it off and tossed it on the bed then fell on his side next to me. My ass was still in the air, still covered in his seed, but I didn’t care.
“You’re gonna kill me one day. You and that sassy mouth. But if I die with my dick inside you, I’ll die a happy man.”
“That was so romantic.” I tried to roll my eyes but they just shut. Too worn out.
He stroked his hand down my arm. “Yeah, I thought so too. I may sell that to a greeting card company. Maybe copyright it.”
He never failed to make me smile, even when he was being ridiculous. Maybe especially when he was being ridiculous.
“I love you.”
“You let me fuck your ass. If that’s not true love, I don’t know what is.” He rose and went to the bathroom, returning to clean me up and lay next to me.
My mind began to come back, all the worries and cares settling on me like a weight. I can only imagine how heavily it all sat on Nate’s shoulders. The air shifted in the room, as if my worries sucked the oxygen away.
He wrapped his arm around me. “I’m coming back, you know.”
“I know.”
“You’re a worrier. I get that. But I need you to trust me.” He dropped a tender kiss on my lips. “Can you do that?”
“Of course. I trust you with my life, my future, my everything.”
“That’s my girl.” He rose and began dressing. “I’m going to leave David with you tonight. More for my peace of mind than anything else.”
“He’s not going to like that.” I sighed as Nate covered his fine ass with his boxers. “Last time he was stuck with me, he paced the entire time and grumbled about drawing the short straw and having to be the babysitter.”
Nate laughed. “That sounds like him.”
I snuggled into the sheets. “Maybe this time I’ll try to sneak up on him and take his knee out.”
“That would teach him a lesson.” Nate sat next to me on the bed and leaned over, smoothing his palm down my cheek. “Spend the day planning what you want to do with our room. My only rules are no pink and don’t touch my guns. I’ll have Peter get someone to design a new safe for them so you can have that closet space all to yourself.”
“You sure know the way to a girl’s heart.”
He gave me one long, luxurious kiss, then stood and strode to the door. “Yeah, apparently, it’s through her ass.”