Page 27 of Mine to Keep

She ran her fingers through his thick hair and nodded. “Yes. You’re the only other person I have trusted. The first one was my mother.”

He nodded. “Good. I’m going to take your ass.”

Her eyes widened, and she stiffened underneath him.

“Easy, Pet. You like it when I have my fingers in you, right?”

He smiled when she blushed.

“Y-yes,” she murmured.

“You’ll love this even more. I’ll take care of you. The last thing I want is for you to hate me fucking your ass because I plan on doing it often.”

Laila didn’t say anything but didn’t try to escape him or push him off.

He bent and took her lips in a kiss so scalding they both moaned. He kept at it until he moved down. He paid special attention to her sensitive neck before moving lower and tormenting her breasts. He could tell she was already close to coming, so he backed off a bit.

“No, please,” she begged.

“I know. Just relax.”

He could tell she tried, but she was already past the pointof no return.

Roland leaned up and flipped her onto her stomach. He took a few of the pillows and stuffed them under her torso, raising her hips to make it easier for him to fuck her. His hand ran up and down her back as he reached into his nightstand to grab some lube.

He flipped the lid and pressed it to her tight asshole. “This will be cold, but it will warm up quickly.” After tossing the lube aside, he first used one finger and then added one to push as much of the gel inside of her, and, at the same time, stretch her out to take him.

When he heard her cries and pleas, he placed the head of his cock against the puckered opening, braced his upper body on one arm, and used the other to curl around her so his fingers could torment her clit as he rocked into her.

He stopped a few times when she stiffened. He’d give her a moment to adjust but then would push another inch into her. He gritted his teeth at the feeling of intense heat and the tight grip she had on him.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

“I need you to move.”

He smiled. He released her clit to brace his body up with both hands. The first few times he pushed into her, he was smooth and slow. Her pleas grew louder and more urgent, pushing him to move faster. Pretty soon, he was ramming his cock as far into her as he could. When he felt her tighten, he reached under her again and pinched her clit. The scream that tore from her filled the room. He kept at her until she collapsed on the pillow, breathing raggedly.

He released her clit and let himself possess her as he gained his own satisfaction.

His lungs felt like they were on fire as he got his breathing under control. He made sure he wasn’t putting more of hisweight on her, but his arms were shaking. It was unbelievable. He’d never had this kind of reaction.

When he was able, he pulled out of her and kissed the back of her head when she winced. “I’m sorry, Pet. Stay there, and I’ll be right back.”

In the bathroom, he took a quick shower and then grabbed a wet washcloth. He couldn’t hold back the deep emotions seeing her asleep.

She was right about him being standoffish. He’d never forget the day several days before when his father walked into his office and shut the door.

“Son, I’d like to talk to you.”

Roland leaned back in his chair.

“I’m pleased this marriage is working out, but…”

“But what?” Roland asked.

“But I can see a difference in your personality.”

Roland scowled. “What do you mean?”

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