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“Turn over,” he ordered, and she flopped onto her belly.

The mattress dipped, as James leaned over and pulled a condom and lube from the nightstand. She stiffened. Talking about anal and having him shove his huge cock in her tiny back passage were two different things. She started to rise.

James pushed between her shoulder blades. “Do you trust me?”

Lord, yes. She flopped down. “I do, Sir.”

“Do you trust me to make this good for you?” James stroked her back.

“I do. It’s just… I’ve never done this and you’re not exactly small.”

James laughed.

The sound made her instantly relax. The bed beneath her softened.

“I take that as a compliment.” James pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. The cap of the bottle plopped, and then she felt his finger slicking her anus and pressing in.

The act so forbidden and carnal and… pleasurable.Oh, my Goodness.

She moaned and arched her back. James crooned something comforting. His finger slowly advanced, withdrew, more lube, cold, then the digit slid all the way in.

So full. Goosebumps erupted over her entire body. “Sir…” she whimpered, but not in pain. She needed… “More!”

“Oh, you’ll get more.” Amusement and determination filled James’s voice. “You’ll get my cock tonight.” He trailed kisses over her spine. More coldness between her buttocks, then James worked a second finger in.

Too much. She tried to wiggle away,and he nipped her shoulder muscle in warning. She forced herself to relax again.

“Good girl,” James rumbled.

He coated his dick in a generous amount of lube as well and pressed up against her anus.

“Usually I’m in control, but I want you to control this,” he informed her. “I’m going to push in, and you are going to tell me to proceed, stop or pull back. We’ll go slowly, but tonight. I’m going to fuck that ass of yours.”

Laura nodded into the pillow and James pressed slowly forward.

She gasped. It burned. “Stop,” she whispered, and he did.

Laura tried to relax around the intrusion. She took a deep breath and another one. The burning eased. It didn’t feel good, but it wasn’t bad either.

“Okay, go on,” she said.

James pressed forward again, and it felt okay until he hit another ring of resistance. “Stop, back a little,” she pleaded.

He pulled back slightly, and that sensation felt wonderful. She moaned and relaxed. James moved back and forward, taking care not to go deeper than she could take.

“More, please,” she begged.

He went deeper. The same thing happened two times more. He would hit some kind of threshold, pull back and then go forward again. The feeling of his cock inside her back passage added to the intensity of her building orgasm.

James kissed the junction between her neck and shoulder. Sweat covered his body. Her tight ass gripped his cock like a vice. It had taken all his control not to surge forward and claim her. He took a few steading breaths.

“All in, honey. You’re doing great,” he praised. “I’m going to move inside you now and I want you to finger that pussy into another orgasm.”

His sweet submissive did as she was told. Pressing himself up on his elbows, James flexed his hips. In. Out. The sensations were overwhelming, but more so was her trust and submission. Laura’s moans grew louder and louder, the sounds mixing with the slapping of flesh on flesh and the grunts coming from him until they made a carnal symphony.

He could feel his climax looming, every nerve of his body burning with pleasure until he was desperate for it to stop and also to continue forever. But he wouldn’t last long. His balls drew up as the pleasurable sensations mingled with the emotional connection they shared. “Come, Laura, come now,” James ordered as allowed his control to slip and he released his seed deep inside her in jet after powerful jet. He collapsed atop her, weak with relief and echoes of pleasure, thinking,Home. I’m home.

As the roaring in his head subsided, and Laura’s screams of pleasure died down. James realized he needed to move, or he would crush her. He lifted his upper body and carefully pulled his semi-hard cock from her.Holy hell – that had been intense.Even more so than their combined climax at the club.

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