Page 58 of Forever Always

It had been . . . a while. And prep wasn’t exactly a concern with him. But every movement, every action from Ri was filled with so much fuckin’ care and love, it shattered me. It took him forever to push his finger in, and even if it was making my ribs twinge a bit, I was fucking blown away.

He started to hesitantly move his finger, sliding it about halfway out before pushing back in. I wrapped my hand around my dick and started to lightly stroke it. He curled his finger inside me, and I was a goner.

“Ugh, that’s it, butterfly. Feels so fuckin’ good.”

He kissed between my shoulder blades. “Yeah, you like that, baby?” He seemed to be gaining some confidence in both his movements and his words. He curled his finger again. I fuckin’ gasped.

“Can I add a second finger?”

“Yes! Fuck, yeah, please.”

“And you’ll tell me if it’s hurtin’ your ribs or anywhere else?”

I grunted, not wanting him to pull out now. “Yeah, butterfly. Just please, give me more. I still feel empty.”

Riley added a finger, and I fuckin’ keened. It was almost embarrassing how good that felt, but I couldn’t really be embarrassed about anything when it came to him.

“Shh, I got you, baby. Holy fuck, Becks. You should see this. Your ass is just swallowin’ my fingers. I can’t wait for it to be my dick.”

“Fuck . . .” Ri began scissoring his fingers, which stretched me out even more. I felt so full, but somehow it still wasn’t enough.

“Butterfly . . .” I moaned, trying to push back onto his fingers.

“None of that, baby. You just lie nice and still and let me take care of you.”

Why was that so fuckin’ hot? I had been lazily stroking my cock, but I picked up the pace, matching the rhythm Riley set as he fucked my ass.

“Can I add a third finger?” he asked as he curled them, brushing my prostate and which had me groaning like I was in a fuckin’ porno.

“I’d rather your dick,” I grumbled.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing I’m runnin’ this show.”

“Bossy.” But the word ended on an undignified sound as Ri’s third finger pushed inside me.

I tensed at the pressure, which wasn’t fun for my ribs, but I breathed through it, not wanting Ri to stop. I needed this and I could deal with the pain. The bruising wasn’t that bad anyway. I’d had worse.

Riley was still way too fuckin’ slow at first as he allowed me to get used to the stretch.

“Holy shit, Becks. I can’t . . . This is crazy. I never thought I’d get the chance to do this.”

I grunted. “Can you stop reminiscing and move please? Or better yet, get your dick in me.”

His teeth nipped at me again. Jesus Christ, was he a man or a fuckin’ puppy?

“I don’t know. I kinda like this.”

“Riley!”

He sighed like it really was gonna be a struggle for him. Then he licked a stripe up my back. “Fuck, Becks, even your skin tastes good.”

His fingers slid out, and I regretted the loss immediately.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby. I got you. I just need more lube.”

“Ri! I’m fine. Please.” I pushed back, practically whining when I couldn’t feel him. Fuck, I was so needy.

His hands caressed my ass. “You’re okay, Becks. Just, uh, give me a second. I’d never done this before.”

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