Page 92 of The Power Play

I press the tip of my lube coated finger at his ass and he tightens again. I start to kiss along the side of his neck and don’t dare show how nervous I am. With all my talk about this, I don’t want him to know I’ve never done this before either. I’ve wanted to, but never had the chance.

He relaxes slightly so I push my finger in slightly while continuing to move my mouth along his skin. Licking, kissing, and nipping at his neck, then shoulder, moving to the other side to do the same as I continue to work my finger in.

I slip my other hand between him and the mattress to stroke at his hard cock while pushing another finger in. The dildo isn’t big at all, but I don’t want to hurt him. As soon as I wrap my hand around his erection he groans and starts to rut against my hand and the bed beneath us.

Moving back, I remove both my hands and I hear him bury his face in the sheets and sigh. I add even more lube to the toy before pressing forward against him, nudging just barely. He tenses once again, and I run my hand along his spine.

“You trust me?” I ask.

“Completely.”

And you love me?

I almost voice the second question, but bite it back. Instead, I press forward with my hips, watching the dildo enter him, slowly inch by inch. He groans but doesn’t tell me to stop or complain that it’s hurting, so I continue.

When I’m fully seated, I give him a moment to adjust. He’s already moving his hips, rubbing himself against the bed.

Bending over him once again, I ask, “How does it feel?”

“Different.”

“The way you’re fucking the mattress makes me think that’s a good thing.”

“I’m imagining it’s your pussy.”

I can’t help the chuckle I let out, “If you’re a good boy and let me fuck you, then you can get my pussy however you want it.”

“What about your ass?” he turns to look at me over his shoulder.

I bite the corner of my lip, “If you’re a good boy, you can have all of me.”

He smiles at me, and it’s almost my undoing, so I pull back and thrust in again. He grunts at the feeling but continues to try and meet my thrusts with his own. I angle my hips and he lets out a loud moan so I know I’ve found the special spot for him.

“Audrey,” he groans. “I want to see you.”

I know if I let him, he will see the truth I’m trying to hide about what I’m thinking. I feel myself falling apart a little more each second that passes as I continue my movements. Against my better judgment, I pull back.

“Turn over,” my voice wobbles slightly and I hate it.

He doesn’t waste any time, turning over and my eyes immediately meet his that are so full of his truth. His emotions, his love, his lust, his fuckingeverything.

I climb back over him and thrust in once again, this time seeing his face. The initial wince he tries to hide from me thatmorphs into pleasure as I hit the perfect spot once again. I take his dick in my hand, and pump with a tight fist with each thrust of my hips, making him moan loudly.

“Audrey,fuck, this is…fuck,” he tries to keep looking at me, but his eyes shut with pleasure as I move my fist harder with another thrust.

“Such a good boy for me, letting me fuck you. You’d give me whatever I want, wouldn’t you?” I rasp because this angle and the pace of my thrusts has a part of the strap on belt rubbing my clit perfectly, sending shots of pleasure through my body.

“Anything, pretty girl.Anything.I’m yours completely, you have no fucking idea. Ohshit,” he groans, and I can tell he’s close with the way his cock jumps in my hand.

“Are you going to come all over both of us while getting fucked?”

“Yes,ohdon’t stop,” he pleads.

I wouldn’t do that to either of us, increasing my pace with my hips, tightening my fist and twisting my wrist all while my own pleasure builds from the rub of the fabric. Our moans fill the room as we both chase our orgasms, and my hips start to stutter as mine crests.

“Come, Charlie, let go,” I command because I know I’m not going to be able to keep going as soon as my orgasm hits me.

And boy does it hit me, I moan as it crashes over me while I feel warmth start to coat my hand and Charlie joins me in ecstasy. My legs start to feel weak, so I pull out of him and before I know what’s happening, I’m being yanked onto the bed, androlled onto my back. I gasp in surprise while Charlie removes the strap on easily, tossing it somewhere onto the bed.

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