Page 205 of Charming Deception

And the fact that he never did that… that she’s never been possessed that way by any other man…

I’m so fucking hard, it almost hurts.

I tease her little asshole with my fingertip, stroking softly, and my cock jerks with anticipation. Megan shivers, her tits bouncing as she wriggles, her nipples hard and flushed.

“God. Everything’s so sensitive. So… fuck.”

“You like that.”

“I like everything.” Her expression softens from hunger to adoration. “Everything you do, I mean.”

Another surge of alpha male satisfaction and lust hit me with those words. I massage her little hole, and her muscles tremble in response, slipping open for me. But I don’t push inside.

“I want everything,” I tell her, my voice gruff with longing. “No barriers between us.”

“Yes.”

“Do you want me here?”

“I want you everywhere.”

“It’ll hurt.”

“I don’t care.”

“Damn.”

She laughs softly. “What?”

I drift my hand over one of her breasts and gently squeeze, making her shiver. “I need something.” I get up, and disappear into the bathroom, then reemerge with a bottle of lube.

“Oh,” she breathes.

I stalk toward her, the urgency building. Every time we fuck, I want Megan just that little bit more.

It’s crazy, heady shit.

I put the lube on the nightstand and grab her under the knees, turning her as I tug her toward me, so I can fuck her while standing next to the bed.

My cock is hard as rock, and I give it a few solid strokes as I stand over her. “Spread your legs. Lift up your knees for me.”

She spreads wide, lifting her knees out to the side, so I can get at all of her.

I grab the lube and squeeze out a generous amount of the cool liquid, letting it pour over her already slick pussy and coat her little asshole.

Then I smear it all over my cock.

I toss the bottle aside.

I lean over her, lining up my cock, watching for any sign of fear. I don’t see any. Only love and longing as acute and overwhelming as what I feel for her.

I grip her hip with one hand to hold her in place. I can feel her panting little breaths. My own breathing is already rough and uneven.

I was so afraid that I’d lose her. If I didn’t ever tell her about the challenge… Or if what Valerie told her ended us, drove her away…

But she’s right here, opening herself for me in ways she never has for another man.

With such trust…

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