"Sir. Need. To. Come."
He smacked her ass with a firm hit, then squeezed her cheek as he continued to thrust into her savagely. “No."
She gritted her teeth. Her breath sucked back into her body as that hit awakened her nerve endings to soar into a soul battle that shook her bones. All her muscles surged with awareness. She parted her mouth, and a scream of frustration spread throughout the room.
Through her fight she suddenly realized the lack of sensation. She hadn't known Kole had pulled out and hugged her from behind. Too lost in the battle against her orgasm, she knew nothing but the high he denied her.
Backing away from her, he squeezed her neck. “Stay in this position.” His skin left hers and she mourned the loss. How her legs trembled and insides quivered.
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d the tray again, and she closed her eyes, listening, needing to understand what he was up to. She heard him remove his condom, which didn't please her, but heard the rip of another wrapper. Then a click, almost as if he opened a bottle.
The moment he returned to her and slid his hand over her bottom, his intent became clear. She tensed. “Rose."
His hands stilled, his body leaned against hers, and he came close to her cheek. “Shh...only touching, for now."
Continuing his descent, he slipped his fingers between the seam of her ass and pressed his finger against the tight bud, smoothing a warm liquid over her skin. “Your ass has never been touched."
It didn't sound like a question, and she didn't respond. Fear crept up. Her pulse hammered. No, her ass had never been fondled or fucked. Not that she wasn't interested or curious, but no man had ever asked before.
She debated pulling out her hard-limit safe word, but the ache in her pussy disagreed. Kole wanted his pleasure. And his pleasure he would take.
She might not know what this sensation would be like, but she trusted that it'd bring her some type of pleasure, as Kole had proven to do effortlessly.
His voice was so low it vibrated right through her and raised the little hairs on the back of her neck. “Relax.” At her exhale, he pressed against the bud, his finger demanding entry. “Objections?"
"No, Sir,” she squeaked.
Gently but quickly he slipped the tip of his finger through the rim. Bella whined, in slight hesitation and also in wonderment over the odd feeling. No pain, but pressure. Pleasure, slowly building.
"Feels good?” he whispered
"Different, Sir, but not unpleasant."
He withdrew from her, spun her around, and pressed on her chest so her back met the wall. He squatted, angled her hip back, then placed her leg over his shoulder. He inserted his finger again—and his tongue discovered her clit. And Lord, he discovered it well.
Her eyes fluttered closed as he licked her clit from side to side, pressed against the little bud, and flicked it. She swirled her hips, asking for more from both his finger and his mouth. An odd sensation, but more... Yes, she needed more.
His chuckle sent a warm breath of air over her scorching pussy. “Frustrated?"
"Not enough, Sir,” she groaned.
He removed his finger and then stood, but kept her leg hooked on his arm. His dark gaze sent flickers of sheer need between her thighs. She tried to listen to his instructions to relax as he placed the tip of his cock against her straining ass. “Objections?"
Pressure. Her body clenched, and muscles tightened to refuse him. Too full. “Rose, Sir. Rose."
He stilled, leaned away from her, and stared at her for a moment before he said, “Are you wanting to use your hard-limit word, but are worried to?"
"No, Sir.” She sucked in a deep breath, realizing she was about to be less than truthful, and corrected herself. “I'm afraid enough right now that I think I might use it.” Even to her own ears, her voice sounded shaky. “I've just never done this before, and I'm scared—like seriously very, very nervous."
"When we discussed your limits and I brought up anal sex, you squirmed in your seat. Your mind might be stopping you because of fear, but your body wants this. You are so very wet, Bella."
She nodded in agreement. Why lie? They both knew it was true. Clearly, her body was far braver than her mind. “I've always been curious. I like how erotic it is. I'm just trying to figure out how to relax enough to let it happen."
"All right, Bella.” He lowered her leg, then strode over to the tray.
He returned a moment later and squatted down at her feet. “Lift your leg and step into this, darlin'. If fear is so present in your mind, then we'll just have to remove it."