Page 124 of The Masks She Wore

?He washed my hair thoroughly, going through the process like he had done every night since the second night we had moved in. He watched me, in my suite, he had watched me wash myself one time, and he had been following my routine ever since. He didn’t care about how complicated it was, or how long, how careful he had to be when shaving me, he just did it.

?When he was done washing both of us, he shut off the water, grabbed the belt just at the base of my neck and pushed me forward, forcing me into the bedroom. He didn’t care if I was dripping wet, he didn’t care about the mess I caused. In fact, he preferred a mess. The bigger the mess, the bigger his male ego. He was proud when I soaked his sheets, although this seemed like cheating.

?He shoved me on the bed, and I gasped, coughing against the restraint as I brought one knee up, trying to push myself further onto the mattress.

?Before I made it an inch, he was on top of me, his arm wrapped under that knee, forcing it up to my chest.

?I groaned, pushing back against him, already feeling his hardened cock teasing my ass.

?“We’re going to try something new today, hmm?” he hummed, and ran his tongue up the side of my neck.

?I was finding it hard to breathe. For a few different reasons.

?He sat back and slid his hands around my hips. “Ass up,” he instructed, his hard voice sending shivers down my spine.

?I couldn’t do it myself, so I let him guide me up. My knees were spread further than shoulder-length apart, my ass up. He pressed down on my back, forcing it to arch, my forehead pressed into the covers. I couldn’t breathe.

?I mean I could, but it was so little, I felt as if I were suffocating slowly. My head spun, my breathing coming in short and shallow bursts. My thighs clenched in anticipation as his hands slid over my ass, carefully spreading me open for him.

?Seconds ticked by before I felt something warm slid over my asshole.

?My eyes widened and despite myself, I struggled, trying to look back. “Jack,” I croaked.

?“Shh,” he demanded, followed by a quick sharp pain to my ass.

?He slapped me.

?I whimpered, my wrists straining.

?“Relax, Princess,” he instructed softly, the bed moving under him as he closed the short distance between his hips and mine. “Breathe.”

?I swallowed, tears streaming down my cheeks. Fuck. Okay, just breathe. Breathe. It’s supposed to feel good, it just hurts when I’m tight. And I’ve always been curious about this. We’ve done everything else, so this seemed like the natural next step.

?I released a slow breath and forced my body to relax, my spine lengthening, my knees spreading a little more.

?“What a good girl you are,” he praised, forcing a shiver down my spine. “That’s it, baby.” I felt the tip of his cock run the length from my cunt to my ass, and I whimpered again, pushing my hips back, wanting more.

?“You’re going to have to control yourself, Princess,” he told me, “and don’t forget to breathe.”

?“Okay,” I whispered, my eyes falling shut. Just breathe. In and out. This couldn’t be more painful than getting your ass handed to you every day for two months. Just breathe.

?He slowly pushed his cock into my asshole, and I gasped, immediately tensing, alarm bells ringing in my head.“No, nothing is supposed to goinyour ass, just out. Just out.”

?Jack paused. “Relax for me, Rae, you’re doing such a good job. Just relax.”

?I swallowed. I trusted Jack with my life. I truly did. I could trust him with this too.

?I released a breath, forcing my muscles to relax again, feeling his cock inch into me.

?“Fuck,” I groaned, panting.

?“Breathe, baby,” he told me, his motions slow. “That’s it, you’re doing great.” He groaned, pushing in a little more. “Breathe.”

?Shit, I had never felt so full. It was so different than anything else I had experienced before. It hurt and it felt so goddamn good at the same time.

?“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he breathed out, pushing in a little more.

?Sweat broke across my skin as I fought the urge to push back. He told me not to move, I had to control myself, so that’s what I would do.

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