Page 84 of 4th Degree

“Okay,” I whisper. “I trust you.”

He groans and takes my mouth in a kiss. “You’re amazing.”

I smile against him. “You’re just saying that because I want you to play with my ass.”

He huffs a surprised laugh and kisses me again. “Smartass. No, that’s not why.”

Reaching down, I wrap my hand around his cock. “Mmm, okay. Can you touch me anyway?”

“Fuck,” he groans, dropping his face to my neck. “You’re going to make me come like a goddamn teenager.”

I let out a laugh at the irony, but he’s already moving down my body. Opening the tub of Vaseline, he coats his fingers before returning them to my ass. His other hand goes back to my clit.

“So sweet to let me play with this ass,” he purrs in appreciation. “Spread your legs for me, baby.”

His words eliminate all remaining tension in my body. Spreading my legs for him, I sink into the sensation of his forbidden touch.

He circles and presses against the tight bud, then eventually slips the tip of his finger inside. When I don’t tense up, he slowly starts to work his finger deeper. By the time the entire length of it is inside me, I’m moaning and pressing against his hand for more.

“Good girl,” he praises, slowly giving me a second finger. “Do you like it?”

I nod quickly. I don’t know at what point his touch went from feeling weird to feeling good, but now, with his thumb on my clit and two fingers inside me, I just want more.

“Do you want to keep going?” he asks, his dark gaze trained on my face.

Another nod. I’m too turned on to speak.

But he braces a hand next to my head so he can lean over me and meet my eyes. “Give me your words, baby.”

So, I hold his gaze and give him what he wants, meaning every word so much that I think I might die if he doesn’t give me what I need.

“I want you to teach me,” I say breathlessly. “Teach me how to take your cock in my ass.”

For a moment, he only stares at me, the only movement that of his pupils growing so big that his eyes are almost wholly black. Then…

“Get on your hands and knees,” he demands. And the gravel of his voice has me flushing all over again.

I scramble to follow his directions. I don’t know anything about anal, but I trust Dominic, so the tinge of nervousness that comes from trying something new is overshadowed by the excitement of letting him show me a new kind of pleasure.

He folds his body over me, his hands bracing beside mine and his lips going to the skin below my ear. The kiss he places there is comforting.

“From this position, you’ll be able to control everything,” he explains. “How deep, how slow, all of it. I won’t move until you ask me to. You’re in complete control, understand?”

I nod, arching my neck for more kisses. He grants my silent request instantly.

Feeling his mouth along my neck and jaw is so distracting that I don’t even startle when his fingers slide between my cheeks again. I just close my eyes and savor the sensation of his lips on my skin and his fingers sliding inside me.

It’s only when I start pushing my hips back for more that he replaces his fingers with his cock. He’s drenched in lube already, and presses between my cheeks when I try to center his tip against my hole. I see his hand disappear from beside mine and feel his length line up where I need it.

“Slow,” he murmurs. I wonder if he’s more nervous than I am.

Taking a deep breath, I push my hips back just a little bit. Just until I feel pressure against my ass. I have a split second of doubt, but then…

The head of his cock breaks through the muscle.

I suck in a startled breath and freeze. God, that feels weird.

“Slow,” Dominic says again. I think I feel him trembling against my back. “Only when you’re ready.”

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