Page 12 of His Handyman Skills

“I wish you’d never wear one,” he replies as he pulls his own shirt off. Then, as he’s working on his belt buckle, he asks, “You want to do something a little different today?”

“Are you asking to fuck me in the ass?” I say, raising an eyebrow in challenge. It’s something we both enjoy, but haven’t really had the time for lately.

“Would that be okay?”

“Please,” I reply, opening our nightstand to pull out the lube before crawling up to the head of the bed.

When Leo’s completely naked, he joins me, kneeling between my legs and pushing them up so my knees are bent and my asshole is on display. I feel completely and totally exposed in the best way, and the anticipation of what’s about to happen sends a hot rush of arousal through me. The sound of the lube bottle being opened makes every nerve in my body stand on high alert.

At the same time that I feel his finger against me, covered in lube and ready to start stretching me out for his cock, he presses a kiss to my knee. Then, as he mutters the word breathe, he presses his forefinger inside me. I force myself to relax around it, reveling in the stretch and the feel of the intrusion.

The first time we did this, I wasn’t sure it’d be something enjoyable, but I agreed because Leo wanted to try it. The first finger he inserted felt weird, but not bad. When he added a second, I knew that I loved it.

He takes his time pistoning his first finger in and out of me, stopping to add a little more lube after a few minutes. After recapping the bottle, Leo slowly works in another digit. I groan, lifting my head up to look at him down the line of my body.

His attention is focused squarely on the place where he’s stretching me out. The way he looks at me is overwhelming. It’s like he’s an animal toying with his prey before he goes in for the kill. My heart skips a beat – I’m about to be devoured and I love it.

Eventually, he adds a third finger unexpectedly, causing me to inhale sharply. He looks away from my ass, asking, “Everything okay?”

“Yeah,” I say, sighing as he spreads his fingers to test the ring of muscle. “You just surprised me.”

“It feels like you’re ready for me,” he mutters after another minute of fingering me. “Do you feel like it?”

“I’m ready for you,” I say, hissing when he takes his hand away.

I watch with unconcealed interest as he grabs the bottle of lube and pops it open again. His cock is already hard, either from playing with my hole or the breathless noises I was making. Then, after squirting a generous amount of the liquid in his hand, he wraps his hand around his cock and gives it a few quick pumps. Before lining himself up, he wipes the rest of the lubricant onto me.

With his cock lined up, he puts himself over me, resting on his elbow. And, as he slowly pushes his length inside of me, he says, “I’ve missed this.”

“M-me too,” I gasp as his enormous dick splits me open.

“Just tell me when to move,” he murmurs when he bottoms out.

I nod, taking deep breaths as I adjust to the intrusion. Leo kisses me softly, stroking my cheek with his thumb as he does. The sensation starts out as pain, dull and hot. As the seconds tick by, it morphs into pleasure. Then, when I know I can handle it, I tap his arm, prompting him to pull away.

“Fuck me, Leo.”

“Anything for you, sweetheart,” he says before pulling out slowly and slamming back in.

I mewl with pleasure, feeling every single inch of him inside of me. Above me, Leo makes a choked-off groaning sound. Then, when he thrusts into me again, he curses under his breath.

“God, you’re so tight,” he says, his eyes burning into mine. “You feel so good, Shayla.”

He punctuates his sentence with a particularly hard thrust. I cry out, feeling like I’m in heaven. He takes that as his cues to start a fast, unrelenting roll of his hips. I’m helpless to do anything but lie there and take it.

“Fuck, Shayla,” he says, the intense pleasure making him babble. “I love you so much. I’m so lucky to have you. I can’t believe you’re mine. I love you like this. I love you all the time.”

“I love you too, Leo,” I groan, feeling like I’m going insane as he pounds into me. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he counters.

I gasp as he changes his angle slightly, his cock reaching even deeper inside me. My nails dig into his back, my pleasure starting to build steadily. The stretch coupled with the way Leo’s savagely fucking me are rocketing me toward my climax at an alarming rate. I didn’t realize how much I missed this until just now.

As if sensing that I’m getting close, Leo takes one hand and moves it down to my pussy. He shoves a finger inside, pistoning it in time with his cock. Each time he thrusts in, the heel of his palm brushes my clit.

It’s enough to make my orgasm loom. I feel insane, so full I think I might burst. And Leo? Leo just keeps up his efforts. He takes what he wants from me. He’s chasing his own pleasure, using me as his little toy.

“C-close,” I manage to say when I know I’m not going to last much longer. “Leo!”

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