Page 145 of I Was Always Yours (RCA: Royal Crown Academy)

She looks up into my eyes and I lick my lips as I look back down at her. Keeping her gaze on me, she rakes her teeth lightly up my shaft in a clear challenge, her eyes flashing at me.

I yank her ponytail, forcing her to release me with apop, and push her back face down onto the mattress before crawling over her.

“Is that how it’s going to be?” I ask, dark promise in my tone. She doesn’t want me to go easy on her and I wasn’t inclined to do so to begin with so, so be it.

I bite into her shoulder and she shrieks but doesn’t reply. Reaching around, I thrust two fingers between her lips and into her mouth. She gags on them and then sucks them greedily, getting them nice and wet for me.

Once that’s done, I run them from the bottom of her neck, down the line of her back, over her hips, and between her cheeks until they find her bottomhole.

“Spread your cheeks again for me.”

When she doesn’t immediately execute herself, I pull back my fingers and smack her ass repeatedly, my hand coming down in sharp slaps that redden her skin and extract screams from her lips.

“My fingers are getting drier with every second. If you want this to be even any part pleasurable for you, I suggest you spread your cheeks for me now.”

She does as I ask and I reward her by tweaking her nipple. She moans and her head drops back down to her mattress, her eyes looking imploringly back up at me.

“That’s why I tied your wrists back here. Good girls help their fiancés fuck their ass.”

I swirl my fingers around her hole, lightly rimming her opening and getting it wetter for my entrance. Adding pressure, I penetrate her ass with one finger, pushing it in to the webbing.

“That’s good,” I say approvingly, my voice husky. “I love that I could do anything I want to you right and you couldn’t do anything to stop me.” I lower my mouth until I press the next words darkly against her ear. “I think even if I didn’t have you tied up, you still wouldn’t stop me, would you?”

She shakes her head but gasps loudly as I start pumping my finger inside her, revealing the lie she couldn’t even put into words.

I thrust in and out of her at a steady pace, enjoying the tight squeeze. Based on how she’s clutching my finger, my cock is going to be a tight fit. I just know this is about to be the hottest fuck of my life.

When I feel her walls start to loosen, I push back in with two fingers, stretching her. She accepts me with some difficulty, a hiss and a groan leaving her lips as I thrust them in deep.

“How does that feel?” I ask, pumping my thick fingers in and out. I pause to dribble some saliva onto her hole, extracting my digits and then shoving them back in with my drool.

“It burns,” she says, on a gasp, “so much. Go slower.”

“You didn’t earn slower.” I answer and thrust my fingers back into her.

She squeals in surprise and her hands shift, momentarily softening her hold on her ass. I smack the underside of her cheeks four, five times and she hastens to spread herself back open for me.

Her legs shake as I push three fingers into her ass. I’m only able to push in to the first knuckle before I get stuck. I pull them out of her unbelievably tight hole and stick them into my mouth.

I swirl my tongue repeatedly around each digit, getting them nice and wet, then spit onto her rim. Adding one last coating of saliva to my digits, I drive them back into her ass, this time getting them into the webbing with only minimal resistance.

I run my free hand down the back of her thighs to calm her trembling legs.

“That hurts, Phoenix,” she wails.

“I know, baby.” I soothe, massaging her thighs where they meet her ass. “My cock is much thicker than these fingers though. We need to stretch you out so you can take me.”

“It won’t fit.” She laments.

“It will.”

I pull out and then push back in with a sharp thrust, robbing her of her breath. When my fingers are buried all the way back inside her, I scissor them then twist them, doing my best to stretch her hole to accept a larger size. Her back bows as my fingers explore her.

She huffs between guttural groans, trying to catch her breath. She’s not complaining or crying out in pain and when she subconsciously hitches her hips back towards me to meet the thrusts of my fingers, I know she’s as ready as she’ll ever be.

Settling between her legs, I pull her hips up slightly and shove a pillow beneath them. I press her back down into it, her ass now partially in the air, her hands still digging into her cheeks and keeping them open.

I place my hand on top of hers and spread them even wider. Lowering my mouth to her bottomhole, I swirl my tongue around her puckered opening before pressing in. The tip of my tongue breaches her entrance and licks into her. She makes incoherent noises as she adjusts to this new sensation.

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