Page 111 of Catching Sparks

“We take that plug out and I’m filling your ass with something much bigger. You ready for that?”

Her throat bobs before she licks her lips and says, “There’s only one way to find out.”

And then she’s spinning on her heel and taking off down the hall, the ass in question making me curse the entire way after her.

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POPPY

I’ve never had to wear an anal plug in my ass for an extended period of time before. Not while swimming, that’s for fucking sure. But Garrison was too into the idea of making me suffer while snorkelling to turn him down.

My pulse flutters when I step into the bedroom and involuntarily clench around the silicone plug in my ass for the millionth time since he slid it in. It feels really damn good, but I’m so turned on I may die without some relief soon. I want something filling my pussy to match, and I’m not even picky as to what.

“How do you feel?” Garrison asks, his voice gruffer than it was a few minutes ago.

With an easy movement, I tug at the tie around my neck and let my bikini top tumble to the floor. My bottoms are next, although I have to tug the string free from between my cheeks before it joins the fabric at my feet. The shifting causes the plug to press deeper, and I flare my nostrils with a deep inhale.

“I’d feel a hell of a lot better seated on your dick, but it feels good like this too,” I say.

He watches me with patience that I know is only there on the surface. He’s really chomping on the bit to rush toward me and explore my stretched hole. I can see it in the flex of his hands and the strained muscle in his throat.

Humming, he tucks his thumbs into the band of his shorts and begins tugging them down his hips. I gulp as his cock springs free, slapping his lower belly, the tip already glistening.

“I’m a weak man when it comes to that look, honey,” he murmurs, features smoothing into sheer adoration.

“Likewise.”

“Lean over the edge of the bed for me. Ass in the air.”

I spin on my heels and sway toward the bed. My chest presses to the unmade bed as I stretch my arms out in front of me and wiggle for him. The press of my thighs together as I wait has my arousal slicking them instead of relieving the ache in my core.

His presence behind me hits me first. It wraps around my body in a sensual, possessive embrace. Then, he glides a palm over the curve of my ass. I push back into it, and his low chuckle skitters along my skin, goosebumps pebbling in its wake.

“Ready?” he asks on a groan.

Not trusting myself to form a coherent sentence, I only hum.

“Then spread your legs, baby.”

The moment I do, he has two fingers buried inside of me. I jerk at not only the cold touch but the immediate flush of pleasure that follows. I’m so full, the dual sensation a shock that I desperately want more of.

With one hand working my core, he brings the other to my ass. He presses between my cheeks and circles the plug. I mewl into the bedding, needing more and more and more.

“I’m taking it out now,” he warns breathlessly, giving me plenty of time to tell him not to before?—

“Holy fucking shit,” I whine, gripping the sheets as an orgasm knocks into me, flipping the world upside down. My vision darkens as I yell, “Fuck me, Garrison. Now!”

I’m dripping down his hand, gushing around the digits in my pussy as he works the plug in a second time. Then, the fingers between my legs disappear before he works one in alongside the plug, stretching me to the point of no return. I buck up, and he keeps going.

“That’s a good girl. You’re nearly ready, honey. Almost. Just need to stretch you a little wider.”

I nod subconsciously and give myself over to him. The stretch of the plug combined with his finger is nothing but pure, undiluted pleasure. I’m ready for him, but I know he’s waiting to know that himself.

“Please,” I whimper, wiggling to meet every thrust.

“Okay. Okay, I’ll be right back.” His voice wobbles more with every word spoken.

I feel empty when he leaves me gaping and moves around the room. The click of a bottle cap opening ramps up my excitement. Inhaling a long, steady breath, I try to clear my mind enough to focus. I want to be fully present for this moment.

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