by Anne Mercier
I chuckle. "Fee, no one can hear you."
She pulls the pillow off of her face and laughs through her labored breaths. "I know, but I knew it was going to be loud because holy smokes, Cage, you know how to use that tongue."
I slowly withdraw my fingers then suck on them, not wasting one drop of her essence. If it were up to me, I’d eat her pussy all night, but I want her. All of her tonight.
I crawl up her body and push my cock into her. I moan. I want to come so badly but I’m not going to. Not yet. I’ll rein in my control and pleasure her tonight.
"God," she moans, "you always feel so good."
"Mmm." I lick and suck at her neck and she shudders, her pussy starts tightening again and I stop thrusting. I meet her gaze. "Do you want this, Fee?" I ask. "I don’t ever want to force you into something you don’t want, something you’ll hate."
"I do," she tells me. "I want to be yours completely."
My cock twitches inside her at that revelation and she laughs.
"I’m guessing you want that too."
I nod. "More than anything."
"Then take me."
"Jesus," I whisper, and close my eyes. "Don’t say things like that, Fee. I need to get you ready first."
"Why don’t we make love like this... then like that?"
I look into her eyes. "I don’t want it to be too much."
"Cage. It’s never enough."
"I’m not going to last long, Fee. I’m sorry, but tasting you and listening to you come has me on the edge."
"Then come. It’s not like you can’t come again."
I nod. "I just need you," I confess as I thrust into her faster. When she hooks her ankles around my waist, I slide impossibly deeper into her, my balls drawing up tight as I get ready to come. She lifts and lowers herself, meeting my thrusts, and I groan. "Baby... Fee..." and then I let go, unable to hold back when she bites my shoulder. Cum jets out of my cock and into her pussy, hot and hard, eliciting groans with each pump. "Fuck," I curse and come some more. I collapse onto her and struggle for breath. Her hands weave through my hair.
"Wow," she says, and I can hear the humor in her tone, "you really needed to come. You’re so sexy when you come inside me like that. You get this serious expression and then when you finally let go, your eyes glaze over as you lose yourself in my body. There is nothing sexier than that."
"You just got me hard again," I tell her with a chuckle.
"Good. Then you can take... my ass."
I lift my head and meet her gaze. "Fee." I rest my forehead against hers for a few seconds before slowly pulling my cock out of her. I feel an intense sense of satisfaction as I watch my cum trickle out of her body. I gently wipe her with one of the washcloths, then set it aside.
I set the rest of the items on the bed.
"I’m guessing the towel goes under?" she asks.
I nod. "Since my cum is still dripping out of your pussy, I figured we’d avoid the wet spot."
She snorts. "Good plan because otherwise you’d be sleeping in it."
I laugh. "I have no doubt." I open the package with the vibrator in it, then put the batteries in and turn it on. It hums to life and Sera wiggles her eyebrows.
"What?" I ask.
"I have one of those."
I frown. "Not anymore you don’t, not unless we use it together."
She snorts again. "Of course. As if I need a vibrator when I’ve got the sexiest man ever as my husband."
I nod, feeling my ego being stroked and liking it. "Let’s get you ready."
"Do you want me on my hands and knees?"
"That’s perfect, Fee," I tell her, and she smiles. My woman deserves to know she pleases me and I will never let her wonder. Ever.
Her ass is in the air and I run my hands over it.
"Are you going to spank me?" she asks, looking at me over her shoulder.
I lift a brow. "Yes. Do you want me to?"
She bites her lip and nods. "Maybe a little. I’d like to be able to sit down without the stinging though."
I wink. "I’ll see what I can do."
Sera
Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding
Can’t Take My Eyes Off You by Lady Antebellum
I'M NOT GOING TO LIE. I’m nervous. I’m not sure how he’s going to fit his cock into my ass but I’m curious. I’ve read enough books where they all say it stings and burns and hurts a bit at first but then feels really good to want to try it, and who better with than my husband? To give myself to him, all of myself, it’s something he wants and needs and it’s something I want and need as well.
Cage turns the vibrator on and he rubs it against my clit. I let out a breathy moan. I love vibrators. I come so fast and often with them that I’ve decided they are man’s greatest gift to women... well, second to their cocks, of course.
The vibrator is soft and thin and the level of intensity is just right. Cage slides it back and slips it slowly into my pussy.
"Oh God," I moan. "That feels so amazing."
"You like that?" he asks.
"Y-yes," I tell him.
"Mmm," he says. I hear the tube of lubricant open and I can’t help it: I tense up.
"It’s alright, Fee. I’m not going to hurt you."
I snort. "I’ve seen the size of your cock. It’s not going to be all that fun at first, I’m sure."
He chuckles. "I’ll go slow and if it’s too much, we’ll stop."
"Okay."
I feel his fingers push between my cheeks and then his finger is there, swirling lube around before slowly slipping inside. I squeak, I can’t help it. It’s still uncomfortable at first.
"Slow," he reminds me and I nod. On one hand I feel amazing amounts of pleasure with the way he’s slowly moving the vibrator in and out of me, and on the other, a bite of pain as he works his finger into my ass.
The way he presses down against where the vibrator is inside me... so good. I moan.
"Like that?" he asks.
"Yes, yes, just like that."
"I’m going to add another finger, Fee."
I hold my breath and he chuckles.
"Don’t tense up, baby. I’ll go easy. Trust me?" he asks.
"I do."
"Then relax and enjoy this."
I nod and experience a deeper bite of pain when the second finger slips in with the first—not too far, but enough to stretch. Then he moves them, in and out with the vibrator and holy hell it feels incredible.
"Cage," I breathe out.
"Do you want to come?" he asks.
"Yes, I need to come."
"Alright baby." His fingers work deeper and faster and so does the vibrator. He positions himself so his knee is between my legs. "Rub your clit on my thigh. Jesus, I can tell you’re going to come so fucking hard."
I moan and move against his thigh, the vibrator and his fingers moving against me and within seconds I’m coming.
"Oh holy fuck, holy fuck!" I scream. "Cage! Yesss!"
"Jesus, that’s fucking hot," he tells me, his cock pressing against the back of my leg. Then he withdraws his fingers and I feel the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly pulls the vibrator out and wipes it off with the washcloth. He hands the vibrator to me. "Use that on your clit, Fee. However you need to."
I nod. Now you’re talkin’.
"I’ll go slow, but until I get inside, it’s going to be uncomfortable."
I nod again. "Okay."
He presses forward, and holy mother does it hurt. I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut.
"Use the vibrator. Distract yourself."
"Oh. Good idea," I murmur. The first buzz against my clit feels good, so good. I love having multiple orgasms, and vibrators, I moan, so good. Then Cage presses forward and that pain gets worse.
"Push back against me. You set the pace until you’re used to me," he tells me.
I push back, wanting it to just get in there already. In or out. None of this pressure to the point of making me want to c
url into a ball. So, I push back harder and then it’s like his cock just pops in and I gasp.
"Holy shit!" I murmur.
"Are you okay?" he asks, worry evident.
I blow out a breath. "Just... give me a minute." My hands grip the sheets tight as I breathe in and out slowly.
"Okay. Remember, you take as much or as little as you want. When you’re ready, if you want me to take over, you tell me."
I nod into the pillow and blow out another breath. It’s not so bad now. He adds more lube around my hole and likely to his cock. I’m not sure that’s going to help. That is one big cock going into a super tiny virgin hole. But... I want to know if it’s as good as the books say it is, so I push back again.
He groans. "So damn tight."
I move forward, then back, in slow, rocking motions, taking his cock into my ass in what I am sure are painfully slow and tiny increments to him. But any more than this and I don’t think I’d be able to do it.
"How does it feel?" he asks, his voice gravelly with arousal and I applaud his control.
"Um... it’s not so bad." It’s really not. It’s starting to feel good, especially with the vibrator on my clit. I turn up the setting and yowzers, I need more.
"Almost all in," he tells me as I rock a bit harder and faster, and then I feel his pelvis against my cheeks.
"Holy smokes you’re huge."
He chuckles. "You say that a lot."
"Because it’s the truth." I moan when the vibe hits my clit just right. "I’ll be honest, honey, without this vibrator, there is no way this would have happened. But now, oh God, now, I’m so close."
"I’m going to get you to come, I’ll move just a little until you do, then I’m going to make you come again. I’m going to finger your pussy while I fuck your ass and you massage your clit with the vibrator," he tells me and just like that I’m gone. Soaring. Flying. Drifting and holy hell do I scream. I can’t hold back, especially when he thrusts two fingers into my spasming pussy and then starts working his cock in and out of me at the same pace as his fingers.
"Oh my God, that’s... ahhhh," I moan.
"Christ, you feel so fucking good. You’re mine now, Fee. Every part of you is mine," he growls as he moves faster. He adds a third finger and I start pushing back.
"More, more, harder, please, faster," I beg. "Oh please, more."
He picks up the pace again and starts pushing into me hard, so hard and then he slaps my ass.
"Cage!" I scream, so, so close to coming.
"Oh baby, you’re going to make me come if I spank you again."
"It’s okay," I pant out. "I’m going to come if you do it again. So, please, Cage, please, do it again. Please."
"Fuck," he growls and spanks my ass once, then again harder and I come again, my pussy squeezing his thrusting fingers, and when I feel the hot splash of his cum inside me, I scream. I don’t know what I’m saying, all I know is I’ve never felt anything like this before. So mind numbing, so paralyzing, so pleasurable it consumes my entire body. Even my nose tingles.
When it’s too much, I turn off the vibrator and drop it to the bed. Cage’s large body is draped over mine and I can feel his cock still twitching every now and again inside me.
"Holy smokes," I whisper and he chuckles.
"Yeah, holy smokes."
"I hope you don’t expect me to move from this spot anytime soon."
"We need to shower."
"Not moving," I tell him.
"Give me a few minutes for my legs to start working and I’ll carry you," he says into my ear and I snicker.
"That’s so hot."
"What is?" he asks.
"Knowing you came so hard you can’t move—like I just did."
He nods against my neck, giving tender kisses. "The way it is with you—when I come, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Ever."
"Good. Then we’re even," I tell him.
He grunts. "I have feeling back in my toes. We should be good to go," he murmurs, withdrawing his fingers and cock from my body. The fingers aren’t so bad, but when his cock slips out of my ass, that doesn’t feel the greatest.
"Fee?"
"Hmm?"
"I know this was intense and it’s a lot. Thank you for trusting me with your body."
"Always," I tell him without hesitation.
"I think we’ll save this for special occasions."
I nod my agreement. "I don’t think I could handle it much more than that."
He kisses the back of my neck then straightens up off the bed. He lifts me in his arms and carries me to the shower. We’re washing each other slowly, tenderly, and I get a thought.
"Honey?"
"Mmm."
I circle my finger around his nipple. "I know we agreed to keep the, uh, anal for special occasions and I think that’s a really great idea..."
"But?" he asks.
"Do you think we could use the vibrator once in a while?" I ask.
"Hell yes, we can. Watching you lose control like that?" he shakes his head. "I want to experience that as often as possible. I also want you to show me how you fucked yourself with the vibrator—before."
I feel the heat flush my cheeks. "I’m not sure that’s something..."
"Baby, I just had my cock in your ass, my fingers in your pussy... I filled every part of your body and you’re shy about showing me how you pleasured yourself while you fantasized about fucking me?" he asks.
I frown. "How do you know I fantasized about you?"
That signature smirk appears and I want to bite him, lick him, fuck him again. Jesus, I’m turning into a nympho. Shit, I’m turning into Lucy!
"Before, when you slept in the purple room, I could hear you through the wall."
"What?" I ask.
"I heard you. I heard your vibrator and when you came, I heard you say my name."
"That’s not embarrassing at all," I murmur.
"There’s no need to be embarrassed, Fee. The minute I figured out what you were doing, I started stroking my cock and I came with you," he admits, tilting my chin so I meet his gaze.
"Every time?" I ask.
"Every fucking time. I was so fucking jealous of that vibrator."
I laugh. "Well, if I’d known you were stroking your cock, I’d have been jealous of your hand."
"We don’t have to worry about that anymore."
"Nope," I say. "After the way you sex me up, there’s no way I’m going to even think about touching myself."
"Damn right. If you’re ever horny or want me to touch you, just give me that look," he tells me.
I pause and look at him.
"Yeah, that one right there," he says and his cock gets hard in record time. I grin when he lifts me, wrapping my arms and legs around him.
Shower sex with Cage is amazing. And to think, I get to have this any time I want, as much as I want, for the rest of my life.
His cock slides inside me and I moan.
"Are you sore?" he asks.
"Yeah, but never too sore to have you inside me."
"Fee," he whispers, resting his forehead against mine.
I run my finger over the key over his heart.
"Always and forever yours Fee," he tells me and tears fill my eyes. I nod.
"Only ever you." He nods in return, and then we make love, slowly, sweetly, against the wall of the shower, with the hot water cascading down our bodies, our lips and tongues caressing. And when we come, we come together, our moans long and low, our tears blending, our hearts beating for each other. Forever, only for each other.
Sera
Welcome To The Jungle by Guns N’ Roses
Bodies by Drowning Pool
Click Click Boom by Saliva
THEY ALL ARRIVED AHEAD OF ME. That bitch Carina’s been sitting in this warehouse for the past eighteen hours. I feel sorry for the men who have to guard her. No doubt she’s been trying to fuck them into letting her go.
I walk through the door. Air conditioned.
They should have let the bitch swelter.
She failed.
There she sits. Bruises marring her beautifully evil face, blood caked on her red top, a bandage tied around the shoulder with the gunshot wound—likely to keep her alive so I could have at her, getting much needed answers, rather than to help her.
I don’t say a word as I walk past Grandpa, Cage, and—holy fuck—Emilio. I knew he was involved but I didn’t know he was here in Jamaica. Obviously she hasn’t seen him or I imagine she’d be squealing like the whorish pig she is.
I’m wearing black capri pants, kick ass chunky heel black sandals, and a black tank top. I pulled my hair back in a ponytail. I don’t need it getting in my face while I torture her. Is it wrong that I’m looking forward to this?
"There she is," Damian says, standing up from the chair he was kicked back in.
"Here I am," I say with a nod and I do a half-assed pirouette. "She say anything?"
"Other than begging for her life? No."
"What, no offers to suck someone off for her freedom?" I ask in false surprise.
"Of course there were those. She just didn’t realize all the men she coerced, the traitors, are already dead. She’s fucked," Damian tells me.
"And not how she’d like to be. Too bad for her. Yay for me."
Damian lifts a brow.
I turn to face him. "You’re about to see a part of me no one does."
He nods. "I figured. It’d be pretty hypocritical of me to judge, don’t you think?"
I nod. "I just don’t want you seeing me differently."
"Nah. I already knew what you were about."
"How?"
"I pay attention, Sera. It’s my job," he tells me matter-of-factly.
I nod. "Alright then. Let’s do this." I rub my hands together.
Uncle Ernesto nods at me and I give him a wink. He smirks.
"Hello Carina."
She scoffs. "Hello little girl."
I laugh. "Little girl?"
"I’m surprised to see you here. Are we going to sing Kumbaya and flip through fashion magazines?"
I smirk. "Before long, you’re going to be wishing we were."
Carina looks at me, her eyes narrow. "Wait a minute. They’re letting you get your hands dirty."
I bounce a little. "Oh yeah. Dirty and bloody and anything else I want."