Page 101 of The Unplanned Wedding

I pull up a chair and lower myself onto it, then I grip her thighs and bring her closer. And when I bend and lick my way up her pussy lips she cries out, “Oh, my Knox!”

“That’s right, baby.” I eat up her pussy like, a man who was sentenced to a life of eternal hunger, despair, and loneliness, only to discover this sumptuous feast waiting for him. I slurp on her cunt like it’s more succulent than any Michelin-starred dish I’ve ever tasted. Like it’s made to order to fill the emptiness inside of me. I taste her like she’s my very own starter, main course, and dessert rolled into one.

She writhes and tries to pull away, but I hold her in place. And when she digs her fingers into my hair and tugs on it, I revel in the pinpricks of pain chasing down my spine. My cock thickens further; my chest hurts. I want this woman so, so much. I lick around the rim of her slit and when I finally thrust inside, in the imitation of how I want to take her forbidden hole, she gasps.

I release my hold on her long enough to bring my hand down to her swollen clit. I pluck on it while I continue to stab my tongue inside her opening, and she moans and whimpers. When she pushes up against my mouth and tries to ride my tongue, I know she’s ready. I rub the heel of my hand against her cunt and twist my tongue inside her melting hole. And when I slide my fingers down to her back hole, her entire body jolts.

Her back curves, her pussy squeezes down around my tongue, and she climaxes. She makes a strangled sound as she comes around my mouth. Ilap up her cum, then scoop up the moisture and trail it down the cleavage between her butt cheeks to smear it around the rosette there.

“Knox, oh, Knox.” She shudders as the aftershocks jolt through her. Her thighs tremble, the tension in her body bleeds away, and when I raise my head, it’s to find her features relaxed.

I raise my fingers, spit on them, then slide two of them inside her back hole. They slip in easily. And when I breach the tight ring of muscle, a low whine emerges from her.

“That feels...better than I thought it would,” she admits.

“Good Girl.” Her tight channel squeezes around my knuckles. I wait there, allowing her to adjust to the size, then work in a third finger.

Her legs fall apart, allowing me further entry. "Oh my… Knox," she whines.

"That’s right, baby, say my name again."

"Knox," she gasps as I manage to fit in a fourth finger into her tiny backside. Sparks of pleasure shudder up my arm. My cock extends. I am so fucking aroused, I have to take a breath and absorb the sensations coursing through my veins.

I curl my fingers inside her, and her entire body arches. "Oh…oh! That feels so—" she cries out as she comes. Throws up her hand, and I grip it. I clasp my fingers with hers as she holds on, as if I'm tethering her to this earth. When her eyelids finally flutter open, she looks at me with a dazed expression. "Was that… Did I?—"

"That was hot, baby."

Her cheeks color. "I didn’t think you could come from?—"

"My fingers in your arse?" I smirk.

Her cheeks redden even more. "That sounds so dirty, and I shouldn’t be turned on. I should not find this so arousing." She releases my hand and throws her arm over her eyes. "I'm so mortified."

I reach over and pull her arm away from her face. "Don’t be. You’re exquisite, you hear me? And you have no idea how incredible it feels to know I’m your first, in every way." I pull out my fingers, then reach over and pull a wet wipe from one of the packs scattered around the table. I wipe my fingers, toss it aside, then fit my cock to her forbidden hole. "Ready, baby?"

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I nod slowly.

"You sure?" He bends over and peers into my eyes. "Do you want me to prep you further?"

"And make me come again?" It feels so intimate to do that. Makes me feel so very vulnerable. But also, I feel impatient. This entire experience has been so surprising. Who knew that part of me would be so sensitive?

"It’s called the A-spot," he offers, almost as if he’s reading my mind. Or perhaps, he sees the expression on my face and interprets it correctly?

"I promise you, it’s going to feel good. And you’re going to come so hard. You’re going to love it.”

I believe him because so far, he hasn’t failed me. Also, I feel so, so turned on. And so limber. That orgasm definitely relaxed my muscles enough that I feel ready.

"Please, fuck me, I—" Even before the words are out of my mouth, he’s pushed his big, thick cock inside my forbidden hole, and through the ring of muscle of mysphincter.

Pain pinches up my spine. I gasp, or try to, but nothing emerges from my mouth. Panic coils in my hind brain. I still seek the pain he can bestow on me, but...Oh my god, this is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.My master was right when he said he knew what my pain threshold was better than I do.Oh god. Oh god. Nothing prepared me for his intrusion.

He must see the shock in my eyes, for he cups my cheek. "Shh, baby, it will pass, I promise."

He kisses my mouth so tenderly, so softly, a sweetness I would have never suspected he harbored within him. The kind that seeps into my blood, calms my nerves, and coats my brain cells with a thick syrup of yearning. By the time he raises his head, I’m drugged with need. The burn where he penetrated me has eased up, to be replaced by a surge of pleasure that knifes through my insides. I moan, and he half smiles.

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