Page 66 of Always Salty

Her eyes widened when my fingers brushed her back entrance.

But what I noticed was that she didn’t balk.

She licked her lips, though.

Oh, and her pupils dilated.

I brushed it again as I bucked my hips underneath her and watched her reaction.

Want.

Need.

Anticipation.

Oh, she wanted my finger there all right.

I didn’t need her to say a word as I pressed a bit harder on her entrance and the tip of my finger popped inside.

She drew in a deep breath and pushed back against my finger, urging me in deeper.

I worked her with that finger for a long minute, making sure to monitor her every move as I did, making sure that she was completely okay with what I was doing.

Only when I was sure she was ready did I go from one finger to two.

And that was when she detonated.

Falling apart in my arms, she buried her face into my neck and cried out with her release.

I left my fingers inside of her until she was done shaking and clenching on me.

When she pulled herself back up, her eyes partially glazed in pleasure, I said, “I want to bury my cock into your ass so bad.”

She opened her mouth and closed it.

I knew what she wanted to say, but there was a block that was keeping her from saying it.

“Would you like my cock in your ass, baby?” I asked carefully.

She nodded her head.

That one act nearly sent me over the edge, and only my absolute lockdown on my control had me regaining it.

I wanted to come in her ass.

I wanted to come everywhere and claim every single orifice she had as mine.

“I, um, have coconut oil right there,” she whispered.

I glanced up to the bottle of oil I’d bought for her for my shower, one identical to the one she had in her own shower at home, and said, “Grab it.”

She lifted off of me only minutely to reach for the coconut oil on the ledge above our heads and then sank back down.

Again, I had to yank on my control and force it to listen to me as she settled back into place, my cock buried deep.

“I’ll have to buy you a new tub of it,” I said as I pulled my fingers from her ass then dipped them into the oil.

She watched, wide-eyed, as I returned my oil-slick fingers from the jar to behind her.

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