“Yes,” I breathe out.

“You want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Beg me for it.”

“Please Bran. Please let me come.” I rock against him again and the head of his cock sinks in an inch. I push back, but he shifts his hold to my hips, keeping me firmly in place.

“You keep pushing that ass into me,” he says, “and I might have to fuck it.”

I don’t care where he fucks me, so long as he does.

I push back again, tempting him, and then fall all the way back when he disappears in a gust of air.

He returns with a bottle of lube a second later.

“Get back up there,” he tells me, so I resume my position, hands on the carved headboard. A shot of cool gel hits my ass and Bran uses the head of his cock to spread it around.

It’s not that cheap department store shit — the lube is slick, but not sticky, and his cock slides over me easily, waking up all of those sensitive nerves.

Fisting himself, he pushes in slowly and the pressure is immediate as he stretches me out, filling me up.

He goes in another inch and groans. “Your ass is so tight, Mouse, you might make me come again.”

I hold onto the headboard, knuckles almost white as my pussy tingles, needing his touch, needing release.

The lube helps him go in slowly, but without resistance and when he’s nearly all the way inside, he starts pumping into me.

“God I love fucking your ass,” he says. “So fucking tight, Mouse.”

When he finds a good rhythm, his hand comes around, his fingers still slick with lube as he teases at my clit. His fingers slide over me so easily.

I’m buzzing so much that his touch feels electric and a gasp comes out of me as the wave swells up, unbidden.

“I’m not going to last long,” I warn him.

“Neither will I in that ass.” He fucks me faster and our fucking is loud and untamed.

“Come for me, Mouse. I want to feel your ass tighten around my cock.”

He plays with my clit again and finds the most mind-blowing tempo, slow but persistent, that I come fast and hard for him.

And as my cries fill the room, he pushes his hips forward, sinking his cock deep into my backside, spurting another load inside of me.

Oh my fucking god.

My body trembles. Jolts. Shivers again as the pleasure races through my veins.

I feel like I’m floating. Like I’ve left this plane and am just flying through a deliciously warm ether.

Arms shaking, thighs trembling, I sink forward and Bran slips out of me, dropping onto the bed beside me.

His hand comes to rest on my ass.

“You are fucking divine,” he says.

I laugh into the pillow. “I could say the same for you. I love it when you boss me around.”