Page 34 of Hidden Heart

“I have a gift for you,” he said, noticing her slight jump at the sound of his voice. Her eyes were on him as he walked to his nightstand and pulled out a black box he’d stashed there.

“A gift? Even after—”

“Shh.” He sat on the bed beside her, pressing a finger to her lips. “I told you, that’s over. I also told you if I want to buy something for you, I will, and the response you are to give is?”

Her eyes met his, and a smile eased onto her lips. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He nodded with a grin of his own. Discarding the lid to the box, he tilted it toward her so she could see its contents.

“A butt plug?” He nearly laughed when she scrunched up her lips and nose with her discovery of the glass plug.

He removed it from the box and seated it in his palm. The length looked intimidating, he would agree, but it was the width that most likely had her eyes widening. “I’d like to start training your ass to take my cock, Jessica. I don’t want any part of you to be off limits to me.”

“I said no to anal,” she reminded him in a soft voice. Worry shone in her eyes, and he brushed the back of his fingers across her cheek.

“Yes, you did, and that’s why we are talking about this. You enjoyed my finger inside you, right?”

Her blush made him smile. “Um.”

“I’ll know if you’re lying.” He brushed a thumb over her lips.

“Yes. I did,” she admitted, taking in a long breath and releasing it.

“This is only one more step. I promise we will go slow. You’ll wear this one tonight and for a few more nights before we move up to a larger—”

“Larger?” She looked as though she were going to run, so he placed a steadying hand on her shoulder.

“Calm down. Yes, larger, but it will be pleasurable. By the time your ass has been trained with the plugs, you’ll be able to take me with little to no discomfort. But I know your hesitant, so I’m giving you the choice.”

She looked from the plug still sitting on his palm to him and back again. “What if I hate it?”

“That’s doubtful, but if you hate it, we’ll put it back on your limits list.” He meant what he said. He wouldn’t force her if she didn’t find it enjoyable. What would be the point? Although, there were times she’d be put in positions that were only for his benefit and her discomfort would aid in his arousal, this, however, wasn’t one them. “I will never force you to do anything you don’t want to do. This,” he lifted the plug into her view, “I think you’ll beg me for it.”

She eyed the plug as if to inspect it. “Will it fit?”

“Yes. It will be a little uncomfortable going in, but you’ll adjust to it.”

She took a long breath in her mouth and a slow release through her nose. “Okay. We can try.”

He gave a laugh. “Good. Now,” he placed the plug on the nightstand, “Face me, please.” She turned her body, kneeling between his knees. “Before we get to that, I’d like to do a few other things.” He tilted her chin up and brought his mouth down over hers, capturing her in a hot, slow kiss. She tasted of wine as his tongue pushed past her lips. When he pulled away, she studied him with dilated pupils.

His hands drifted down her shoulders to her breasts, kneading them lightly before he placed his fingers around her nipples. She winced, but made no complaint when he put pressure on them and pulled slightly. Once again taking them in his hands, he weighed them in his palms, brushing his thumbs over her erect nipples.

“Are you wet for me, Jessica?” The scent of her arousal was already invading his senses. Her tits were sensitive. She loved having them played with.

“Yes.” No hesitation lingered in her words.

“Slide a finger in for me. Let me see.” She stiffened at his direction. “Now, please.” With the speed of a silkworm, she pulled her hand from behind her back and slid it down between her legs. He watched her expression as her finger disappeared into her pussy. “Good girl. Now show me.” He wiped her hair away from her face for both comfort and to see her eyes better. A light blush covered her cheeks as she held up her finger, glistening with her juices. He nudged her chin until she looked at him. While keeping her gaze locked with his, he leaned down and took her finger into his mouth. Sucking and licking her delicious offering. “Very nice.” He smiled once he released her.

He stood from the bed and moved to stand behind her. “Up and over.” His hands lifted her from her knees and helped position her over the bed. Her ass showed no signs of the few strokes he’d given her earlier. He ran his hand over her unblemished flesh and slid his fingers into her crease, where her pussy dripped for him. “Very wet,” he mused. “I’m going to give you a spanking—because I want to, and you’ll take it with no complaint. Understand?”

She answered by sliding her feet farther apart and arching her back. “Yes. I understand,” she answered, her voice husky and low. He ran his hand over her head, and down her spine. He wondered if she even realized how much she was giving him tonight. She was slowly showing him her soft side, the submissive side he would bet she saw as a negative trait.

He brought his hand down on her ass hard. She grunted softly. Again and again, he spanked her, watching the delicious bounce of her ass after each smack. He paused, trailing his fingertips down her reddened skin, letting his nails grate against the sensitive area. She hissed.

“You’re doing very well, so far.” He bent over and placed a kiss to the heated flesh of her as. “We aren’t done yet, though. Reach back, just like you did the other day, and pull your cheeks apart for me.”

With a heavy breath, she reached back, moving slowly. Was she looking for a reprieve? “Spread your legs a little more…there you go. Beautiful.” He dipped two fingers into her wet passage, her cunt gripping him tightly. “Greedy girl.” He chuckled and removed his fingers, rubbing her wetness over her lips and up to her asshole. At the first touch of his finger, she tensed. “Relax. It’s just my finger.”

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