Page 128 of The More the Merrier

I tried to relax, but the plug was barely inside me and it was uncomfortable. “Please don’t use the plug. It hurts.”

“Bear down so your muscles relax.”

I thought of Kendall’s face when she came, my cock buried inside her sweet pussy and Dalton claiming her most private hole. She’d been glistening as she bounced, sweat dripping from her brow, making the most adorable sounds I’d ever heard from her. Dalton had been wrapped around her body, fucking her from behind, grunting as he thrust against her. I relived the memory and it helped me relax fully. Dalton used it to his advantage and seated the plug deep inside my ass. I growled as it reached its hilt, turned on and sore as he had promised. And he wasn’t done with me yet.

Dalton plucked the oak paddle off of my body, smacking it off both bottom cheeks in fast succession. He continued the pattern over and over again. I tried to count, but it was fruitless. I was sure every inch of my tender skin was as red as Santa’s coat. The spanking continued in a no-nonsense fashion and I let the pain remind me of what I’d been wanting.

Someone like Dalton.

No. I wanted him. I’d wanted this man since we became friends. It was not just physical attraction between us. By some miracle, he wanted me as well. Our relationship would meet all three of our needs and I was fully onboard with committing to them forever. Chronically overworking did nothing good. I eased further into the mattress, breathing through the punishment.

“Good boy.” Dalton slapped his palm against my left asscheek hard.

“I’ll never get tired hearing you say that, Daddy.”Damn it. That title again. One I’d only used with him, yet it sounded so damn good when I said it out loud.

He leaned across my body until his lips reached my ear. He nipped once on the soft skin of my earlobe, dragging his teeth hard enough to hurt. The pain quickly morphed into pleasure. I relaxed as he licked along my neck. He changed his position slightly, one arm reaching in front of me.

Dalton held his palm to my lips. “Spit.”

I obeyed, wildly intrigued by what he was about to do and wholly unaccustomed to the position. He rubbed his hand up and down my shaft, keeping his hold and bringing me close to the edge of an orgasm. The combination, along with the plug, brought pleasure coursing through my veins. Dalton continued the motion, somehow understanding without my telling him how I liked to be handled and stroked.

“I’m so close, Sir.”

“That’smy good boy.”

Despite the heavy plug inside of me and a burning tail, Dalton’s possessive growl, along with his actions, made me come. I wasn’t quiet about it, and I was slightly worried he’d be upset with me for having an orgasm in the middle of a punishment. I sniffled and a few tears slipped down my cheeks. He slowly released me, moving to the side and sitting on the mattress. I was completely and utterly vulnerable in a way I’d never been with anyone except for him.

Wiping away my tears with the back of his hand, he then kissed me once. “Are you all right?”

“Yes, Sir. I realized I needed more attention from you, but I didn’t know how to ask.”

“I’m proud of you for figuring that out.” Dalton beamed. “You can ask for anything. No matter what it is. If I can’t give it to you immediately, I’ll figure out a plan, okay?”

I loved the way his face softened. I took a few shuddering breaths and blew them out. “Yes. Thank you, Sir.”

Dalton shucked out of his lounge pants and silky boxer briefs while keeping his gaze on mine. He positioned himself further up the bed and crooked a finger at me. “Come up here and suck me off until I tell you to stop.”

“What about the plug?”

“I’m not removing it until I’m ready to fuck you.”

Crawling up the length of the mattress, I shifted my body until I was in a prime position to go down on him. Taking his cock in my hand, I rubbed his shaft and slid my mouth over the tip. Licking around the head, I wrapped my mouth around his hardness and took him deeper. His head fell back against the headboard and he moaned. I wanted to tear that sound from his lips again. Taking pride in my task, I found a good rhythm with my hand as I sucked. Dalton was thick, and I suddenly understood why he’d selected the size of the plug in my ass. He moaned loudly as I continued.

Dalton raised his head, catching my gaze. “You feel so fucking good.”

His praise fueled me to increase my speed. He tasted incredible, and I loved the way he watched me pleasuring him. After a few more minutes, he suddenly tapped his pointer finger on the bed. “Stop.”

I didn’t want to stop, I was enjoying myself fully, but I reluctantly released his dick from my mouth. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, waiting for him to tell me what to do. He wasted no more time. Climbing off the bed, he took hold of my hips and dragged me into the position he wanted, my feet firmly pressed into the floor.

Before I could overthink or make some sarcastic remark about him being stronger than me, he slowly withdrew the plug, popping it out. I heard the squirt from the lubricant bottle seconds prior to the icy gel teasing my tight pucker. The head of his cock followed, slowly pushing inside of me. I relaxed as best as I could, knowing Dalton was going to fill me in a way no one else had. He allowed my body to accommodate his width, slowly thrusting until he was fully inside. I groaned, taking a fistful of the sheets into each of my hands to give me something to hold on to.

Dalton kept me in the present moment, pumping in and out of my asshole, stroking nerves I didn’t even know existed. His body pressed against me, and I loved it. I could feel his muscled thighs behind me, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrust. I had worried about what sort of thoughts might get stuck in my head, but pure bliss pumped through me. Each time he rocked against me, more bursts of pleasure ricocheted throughout my body. It was like coming out of the longest sleep and embracing the day, feeling alive for the first time in years. I wanted to bring him as much pleasure as he gave me, and in turn delight Kendall in all the ways that implied.

“Are you all right? You haven’t said anything snarky in a hot minute.” Dalton paused the motion, panting from behind me, exertion clear from his breath.

“Guess you found a way to satiate my brat, Daddy.”

“About fucking time,” he said, chuckling. Dalton resumed the rhythm, bringing me to the edge of another orgasm. He wrapped one hand around the front of my body, finding my hand. He tapped my fingers until I released the blanket. “Play with your cock.”

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