Page 43 of The Bourbon Bargain

Her eyes brighten at the same time her lips compress. She is so torn, waging an internal battle to ask for what she wants despite being accustomed to meekly following in the wake of the dominant personality in any room.

I want so badly for her confidence to become second nature, for her to demand her own satisfaction, in every aspect of life. If it takes playing a more compliant or submissive role for her in the bedroom so she can test it out, I will do it.

“Please take those off,” she says, gesturing at my boxer briefs.

“As you wish,” I say with a smile.

“You’ve said that twice now. Have I heard it somewhere before?”

I pause with my fingers in the waistband of my shorts. “You’ve seenThe Princess Bride, right?”

She shakes her head and I let the waistband snap against my abs. “Seriously? It’s such a good movie, you’d love it.”

“Isn’t it really old? I think it was made way before I was born. I haven’t really watched anything from before the nineties. Did you watch it as a kid?”

I press my hand to my chest and lean over, catching myself on my knee, feeling every one of my thirty-five years. “You wound me, I’m notthatold. I wasn’t alive when it came out, either. I just know good movies and watched it when I was older.”

Paige’s cheeks grow crimson, and she sits up straighter, her tits bouncing with the movement and reviving my quickly deflating hard-on thanks to being reminded that I am almost fifteen years her senior andreally oldby her estimate.

“We can watch it later if you want to continue your goal to educate me about good movies after you educate me in anal plugs and how to use restraints.”

I straighten up and walk toward the bed where she sits. “Promise?” She nods. “Just call it a butt plug, anal sounds so formal.”

“Fine, how do I use the butt plug?”

I suck in a breath and feel the desire roaring back to life in me, old or not. I’ll show her how much she will really like old things tonight. I pick up the bottle of lube. “Turn around.”

Paige swallows and turns over onto her hands and knees. “Like this?” Her hair swings down as she turns her head back toward me.

“Exactly like that.”

I hook a finger into her lace panties and draw them over the globes of her ass and down her thighs to her knees. She lifts one knee, then the other so I can remove the lace. I groan at the sight of her bared to me and selfishly want to take what I want so badly. It requires more restraint than I think I possess, but I manage to hold back and just bite her ass cheek, getting a surprised giggle from her.

“Lube is your friend. Use it liberally with ass play.” I pop the cap of the bottle, drizzle it down her ass crack, and squeeze out enough to coat the butt plug. I drag the little teal plug through her center, parting her and spreading lube all around. She’s too tense to stick it in her ass and have that go well, so I fuck her pussy with it for a moment, using my free hand to guide my cock under for her to rub her clit against it.

“Oh, that’s not bad,” she says, spreading her knees wider and rolling her hips to press harder on my cock. She’s right, it feels damn good to have her center stroking my shaft and her clit rubbing against the head of my cock.

I slowly pull the butt plug out and trace it up to her ass, using my finger to spread more lube at the puckered ring and getting her used to the sensation in that area. “I want you to keep moving just like that and relax when you feel it.”

She keeps up the intoxicating rhythm, her breath coming in soft pants as the sensation takes over. I gently press the end of the toy into her ass and, besides a slight hitch in her movements that quickly resumes, she seems to barely register the intrusion. I let her motion guide the toy in until it’s fully seated.

“That’s it, you’re a very good girl,” I say, tapping the end of the butt plug as she starts to moan.

I guide my cock into her center, pushing in slowly and feeling her tightness on another level with the addition of the plug in her ass. I reach around her hip and strum her clit as I move deep and slow inside of her.

There is something so delicious about watching my cock moving in and out of her from this vantage point with the addition of the teal plug in her tight little asshole. I continue to pull all the way out and fully seat myself again in her pussy, watching as she takes me greedily each time.

Paige’s legs shake against my thighs, her hands fisted in the duvet as she comes hard around my cock with a gasp. God, does she feel incredible.

I still my motion and let her muscles clench and throb around me, thinking of everything but how good this feels so I can last through it. I have way more I want to do with her, and this is just the beginning.

“It’s in? All of it? That’s actually better than I thought it would be,” she pants, her head falling to the bed and giving me an incredible new angle to work with.

“You took it without a problem. You’re such a good girl. Did you like how it felt to come while so full?”

“Yes,” she says without hesitation, and I smile, the motion feeling wicked. “There was so much more… sensation. I felt like I wasn’t just coming apart, but shattering, and it was like two heartbeats instead of one. I’m not sure how to describe it, but it felt really good.”

“You’re making me incredibly happy hearing you say that.”

---