“Look at you, so wet and ready. You’re fucking drenched, baby.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, enjoying the feel of him operating the fake cock.
“No, look at me, Stassie. I want you to watch because this is as close to fucking as we can get right now.”
My eyes snap open and I look up at him; he juts his chin toward me. “Take off your shirt. Lemme see the pretty, perky nipples I know you’re hiding.”
Without hesitation I follow his command, lying back down and kneading my flesh as he stares. His cock is hard, pressing in a large bulge against his pants.
His breathing is shallow, coming in quick pants as he pumps the dildo in and out of me. He’s kneeling between my open legs now, his thumb circling my clit as I twist my nipples.
“More. Faster,” I beg.
Ryker grunts, doing what I ask. Fire coils tighter in my core with each plunge of the silicone shaft. I’m so close,finally.
The next thrust forward, it slips out and the tip slides down before pressing hard against my asshole. I let out a gasp, arching into it and he swears, pulling back.
“Sorry. Hold on.”
“No!” I cry out, sitting up on my elbows a bit. “I—I want it there.”
His eyes widen and he swallows, glancing back down. I reach into the nightstand, pulling out a small bottle of lube and holding it out for him to take.
Ryler stares at it, and then at my face as he grabs the bottle. “You want me to put this in your ass?”
I nod, laying back down and lifting my knees closer to my chest. “Please, Ryker. I think that’s what I’m missing.”
He pinches his eyes shut briefly before pouring the lube onto his fingers and spreading it on my back entrance. I whimper when he presses two fingers into me and he groans.
“Jesus, Stassie. I just watched your pussy get wetter. You really like this? I’ve never…”
A small smile pulls at my lips. “You’ve never done anal?”
He shakes his head, pumping his fingers in and out of me before removing his hand and replacing it with the dildo.
“I’ve never really done much of anything,” he admits.
I hum. “That’s a shame. It’s fun to explore.”
Ryker places the tip at the tight ring before pouring more lube where they meet, and holds the shaft with both hands as he pushes in. I hold my breath as my ass stretches to accommodatethe fake cock. It’s not the first time it’s gone there, and my pussy clenches at the reminder of what my ex and I used to do.
“Relax, baby,” Ryker coos and I do, pushing the images out of my mind. “You explored a lot with your ex?”
I can only manage a nod as he slides a few more inches into me.
“Like what?’
Groaning, I spare him a glance. “Ryker I really don’t want to think about my ex when all I want to think about is what if it was you and not the dildo slipping in my ass right now.”
His eyes widen at my candor and he laughs before shaking his head. “Fair enough. I’m more focused on your pleasure than your ex anyway.”
I bite my tongue, noticing he doesn’t mention the part that I so desperately want. My hand skims down, circling my clit as my pussy clenches at nothing. He watches with dark desire before he presses two fingers into me.
Ryker lets out a grunt, struggling to work out a rhythm pumping his fingers and the dildo.
“I need you inside me,” I cry out, tears streaming down my face, and his eyes track them with a pained expression.
“Stassie…”