Page 34 of The Author

“Remember to eat slowly,” he said with amusement in his voice.

I nodded without looking up.

Savour and do not devour.

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After dinner, he had cleared the table but had left the wine for me. I couldn't help but indulge in another glass. I knew I felt tipsy, but it felt good. My belly was full, and I felt relaxed.

I took my glass of wine and walked to his floor-to-ceiling bookcase. I was so grateful to be out of the bedroom. I walked along his bookshelf and saw all of the books he had written. He had some other authors' books there too.

“You can take one upstairs if you want.”

I jumped at his voice, almost spilling my wine.

My eyes went back to the books, and I picked the biggest book I could find. I didn't care what it was. I just needed something other than the window to look out of.

“I need a little something in return for my generosity, little lamb.”

I turned around to face him. I couldn't take him down my throat again I would vomit for sure. The thought of losing that beautiful food made me grimace.

“Take my T-shirt off and bend over the dining table.”

I sighed in relief before putting the book down and taking my wine to the table. I pulled his white T-shirt off and hung it over the chair before bending over the dark wooden table. I placed my hands on the table.

I felt him stand behind me as his trousers brushed against my bare skin. He pushed a white container close to my head, and I glanced at it. He lifted the lid up, and it was a butter dish.

Oh dear.

I watched as he scooped up some butter with his fingers and held my ass cheek apart. I felt his fingers rub the butter into my anus before he took another scoop. This wasn't very hygienic. I almost laughed at the thought.

Any amusement fled with I felt him push his slippery finger inside me. His cock was out, and he was rubbing my pussy before I felt him slide inside me. He rocked his cock and finger in and out of me, making me squirm on the table.

I held my breath when he pushed another finger inside my ass. He pushed them deep inside me before he began to slowly fuck me.

“This is the tightest asshole I’ve ever fucked,” he said in a husky voice.

My focus was on breathing when I felt him lean over me and get some more butter. He pulled his cock out but continued to twist his fingers in and out of my ass.

“Reach back, little lamb. Hold your ass open for me. I want to watch your asshole swallow up my cock. I want to see my dick balls deep inside you.”

I swallowed before reaching back and pulling my ass open for him. He pulled his fingers out, and I felt the tip of his cock on my opening. He pushed the thick head, and I tried to relax as the pressure built against me. I felt the painful feeling as he pushed inside me. It had been a long time.

“No. Keep that hole loose,” he snapped at me, and I immediately relaxed my ass.

He continued to push inside of me until I felt his balls against my ass.

“Good fucking girl. Let that ass go and brace yourself.”

I pressed my cheek on the table as he began to move back and forth. With each thrust, I felt him open me up. I shuffled my feet while he continued to fuck me.

“So fucking deep. Your asshole looks so good stuffed full of cock,” he growled before putting his hands on my back where he wrote thief.

He pulled out, but only to push more butter inside me. I groaned in embarrassment. I heard his laughter.

“I'd stuff all this butter inside you to be able fuck like a savage. Get up on your hands. I want you to feel everything.”

I scrambled to lean on my hands as he pushed his cock back inside me he slipped in much easier this time. I barely got a chance to breathe when he began to fuck me so furiously that my hips dug into the edge of the table. I reached back to push him so he would slow down. He gripped my arm and held it as he continued to slam in and out of me.

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