“I’m dying to eat out that pussy,” he told her, making certain he faced her as he spoke.
She grinned. “Don’t let me stop you, Sir.”
He laughed then started to kiss his way down her body. He circled each nipple with his tongue and she sucked in a breath. His touch felt so good. He knelt between her legs, tapping on her thigh with his hand. She knew what he wanted. She parted her legs.
Connor buried his face between her legs. The water fell against his back, but she didn’t need its warmth. She was so hot she almost couldn’t take it. He placed his hands around her hips, helping her stand as he devoured her.
His tongue flicked against her clit then moved lower, pushing its way deep inside her sheath, exploring her. Her whole body trembled. It wouldn’t take much. She was so ready to come. Her breath came in sharp pants as she leaned back against the wall of the shower. He circled her clit with slow, gentle movements as he pushed two fingers deep inside her.
“Oh God. Please.” She couldn’t take much more. His movements quickened. His tongue flicked at her hard and fast as he fucked her with his fingers.
More. More. She screamed as she reached the crest, pleasure rocked her body in waves that stole her every thought.
Connor stood and drew her against his chest, holding her until she drifted back into reality. Then he quickly turned off the shower and drew them out into the bathroom, wrapping a towel around her. He gently grasped her chin, raising her face up so she was looking at him. She loved how careful he was being, knowing she felt vulnerable with her hearing aid out.
“How are you, wildcat?”
“Amazing, Sir.”
He smiled. “That’s good. Ready for some more?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. Do you want to wear your hearing aid?”
She thought about it for a moment. If they were at the club, yes. In fact, she would probably want to wear it most of the time. She didn’t want to miss anything. But tonight, she wanted to try. After all, there were times in the night that she woke and thought it could be nice to roll over and have some fun. And she knew that Connor would always take care of her.
She shook her head. “No, Sir.”
He kissed her gently. “Thank you for your trust, baby. I promise to do my best never to let you down.”
“I know you won’t.”
“I want to put a few protocols in place, though. No blindfolds when you have your aid out. I want your eyes open and on my face whenever possible. I’ll do my best to always look at you when I talk. I might forget though. If I do, and you can’t hear me, then tell me immediately.”
“Yes, Sir.” She loved how he took care of her.
He led her into the bedroom and towards the bed. It wasn’t that easy to be behind him. Even though she knew she would be able to hear him talk, she always felt more comfortable when she could see people’s faces to be certain she didn’t miss something. But he remained silent.
He turned when they were back in the bedroom. “Kneel for me.”
She knelt on the floor and assumed her normal position. She lowered her gaze, then remembered his previous order and raised her gaze to his. He smiled. “Thank you, baby.” He ran a finger down her cheek. “I am going to take this ass tonight.”
Her insides tingled. Trepidation and excitement filled her.
“Turn to face the mirror. Get onto your hands and knees. Make sure that you can see my face in the mirror, understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” She turned and got into position, watching as he drew some lube and a plug out of the bag he’d bought with him and placed them on the floor next to her.
He knelt behind her. “Ready, wildcat?”
Was she ever. “Yes, Sir.”
God, she was beautiful.
Her ass was up high, her legs spread wide. He ran his hand over her pale ass. Then smacked his palm down. She jolted and he checked her face. He gave her another few smacks. The skin of her bottom started to turn pink.
Fuck, yes.
He stopped spanking her and parted her ass cheeks to expose her dark hole. Damn, that was a pretty sight. He ran a finger over her puckered entrance. His cock throbbed. He couldn’t wait to sink himself inside her tight hole. He looked up at her in the mirror. Even though it was quiet in here and she would be easily able to hear him, he wanted to give her the extra security of the mirror so she could see his face.
“Ready, baby?”
Her gaze met his. Her hazel eyes were glazed with need. “Yes, Sir. Please.”
He coated his finger in lube, ran it over the puckered hole then pushed it slowly inside her. He pressed it firmly through the ring of muscle and she sucked him in. He heard her whimper, and paused to assess her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes wide but there was pleasure on her face. He pushed deeper, groaning at how tight and hot she felt.
He moved up to two fingers, fucking her gently. Finally, he slid his fingers free. He covered the plug with lube then pressed the tip it against her entrance. “Breath in,” he commanded. He pushed it slightly inside her. “Now let it slowly out. That’s my good girl. You look so fucking magnificent right now.”
He watched her closely as he pushed the plug inside her. He wanted her ready to take him. Her ass swallowed the plug. It took all of his control not to come then and there, watching it sink inside her. When he had it firmly lodged inside her, he stared down at the tapered end sticking out of her ass. He rubbed his hand over her bottom then looked at her in the mirror. “Stay there while I wash my hands.”
She knelt in place, feeling the plug stretching her, readying her for him. Her whole body buzzed. That earlier orgasm hadn’t been enough. She was greedy for more. He returned and held out his hand to her. She took it and he helped her stand. He pulled her hair away from her face, tilting her face up with his fingers under her chin.
“How are you feeling?”
“Good. Full. Stretched. But I’m ready for more, Sir.”
“That’s good.” He ran his thumb down her cheek. “You are so beautiful. I can’t wait to get inside you.”
She pressed against him with a grin. “I can feel that, Sir.”
He smacked his hand down on her ass. “Minx.”
He turned away and laid out some pillows in the middle of the bed then turned to face her. “Lie on your back, bottom on the pillows.”
That surprised her. “You don’t want me on my front, Sir?”
He shook his head. “This will work and you’ll be able to see my face. In front of the mirror worked for your plugging but I’d rather you faced me now. I think we’d both feel more comfortable.”
Tears filled her eyes at his understanding, but she blinked them back. She’d cried enough lately. Then she climbed onto the bed and lay with her ass on the pillows. She put her feet flat on the mattress and spread them wide.
“Now that is a fucking perfect sight. Put your arms above your head.” He grabbed some cuffs from his bag then fastened her wrists to the iron headboard. He moved to his bag. When he returned, he held a flogger. She caught her breath.
“Trust me?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Good girl. Because I think you’re going to like this. Remember, eyes open and on my face.” He flicked the flogger, the strands landed on her stomach. She expected pain. Instead it felt like a heavy thud. It was kind of pleasant. Her skin grew warm where the flogger touched, but it wasn’t painful. Well, there was a bit of a sting when it landed on her nipples, but she liked that.
He moved down her body, over her thighs. Heat slithered through her, gathering around her clit.
Then the flogger landed on her pussy. Oh, God. Right against her clit. Her eyes closed as she cried out, arching back. It was pain. It was pleasure. She wasn’t sure which side it leaned towards, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted more or not.
“Open your eyes, Ria,” he warned.
She quickly opened them. Shoot. She’d forgotten the rule. He stared down at her sternly. “For that y
ou get another one.”
Oh, fuck.
It landed once more. She cried out again. But kept her eyes open.
Connor smiled. “Good girl.” He placed the flogger down then laid himself between her legs. He suckled on her clit, soothing the pain and turning it into the most intense sort of need she’d ever experienced. Whimpers of pleasure filled the room. He grabbed the plug, twisting it. Pulling it out, pushing it deep. The nerve endings in her ass danced. It drove her insane with arousal.
She needed him. God, she needed him. Slowly, he drew the rubber from her ass. She felt empty, but she knew what was coming next. Her breathing quickened in anticipation. Connor rose and moved into the bathroom. When he returned, he no longer had the plug. He grabbed a condom, rolled it onto his cock before slathering it in lube. He knelt between her legs. “Ready, wildcat?”
“Oh, yes, Sir.”
She kept her gaze on his face as he nudged at her back hole. The head of his cock started to breach her. It burned and for a moment she thought she wasn’t going to be able to do it. She took a deep breath in, let it out as he slowly drove himself inside her. When he was fully seated, he paused to let them both catch their breaths. She was so full of him.
And she’d never felt closer to him. Not just because he was taking her ass for the first time. But because everything was out in the open. No more secrets. Not more hiding anything.
He kept his gaze on hers, increasing the intimacy.
“You are so beautiful.”
She smiled at him. He drew out of her asshole, dove back in. His fingers reached between their bodies as he fucked her ass. He pressed his finger against her clit, flicking it firmly. Oh hell, it seemed she loved having her ass fucked, because she was already so close to coming.
“Damn, baby.” He glanced down to where he was filling her. Then back up. “This is the fucking best thing I’ve ever felt in my life.”
He moved his finger against her clit faster, harder. Oh, God. Oh, God. She was going to come again. She arched up, her whole body trembling.
“Oh, yeah, wildcat. Come all around me. That’s it. Feels so fucking good.” He moved his finger from her clit, grasped her around both hips and gave himself over to her. His own shout was loud enough to wake the dead.
When they were all tidied up and lying in bed ten minutes later, with Connor’s head against her breast, her hand running through his hair, she spoke the words she’d been longing to say.
“Thank you, Sir.”
He leaned up on one elbow, looking down at her. “What for?”
“For loving me just the way I am.”
He smiled. “That’s because just the way you are is perfect to me.”
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