Zain smirked at her, wiping his dick along her plump lips. “You’re always beautiful to me, but you look different this time.”
Her throat stung as she asked, “What do I look like?”
“Mine.”
Her heart skipped a beat. A smile came on her face without her realizing it. Releasing her hair, Zain offered her a hand, and she took it. He helped her to her feet, then lifted her, making her squeal.
He dropped her on the bed. Her body bounced as it hit the mattress. Taeja looked up at him, towering above her and looking more handsome than ever.
Zain cleaned her off, then dropped to his knees. Taeja’s excitement soared through the roof as her clit throbbed. Was Zain about to do what she thought?
Zain tugged her to the edge of the bed by her ankles, then he spread her legs wide. “Don’t close them,” he ordered, and she nodded. Zain pressed a thumb on her clit, rubbing it in small circles. “Remember that talk we had?”
“Yeah,” she breathed, squirming because she wanted him to rub her faster.
“You thought about it?”
“Yes,” she said, her cheeks heating up as she answered his next question before he could phrase it, “And yes.”
He smirked. “I think it’s time we stretched your ass for me. Do you want that, Taeja?”
“I do.”
29
Watching Zain move frombetween her legs and walk toward his suitcase, she nibbled her bottom lip.
She’d never done anything like this before, and she’d been trying her best to keep around there clean for whenever he eventually asked because she said she would think about it.
Still… Taeja never thought it’d be so soon.
Scared as she was, she was excited. Zain always knew how to show her a good time. She trusted him to do it again.
He returned with a bottle in his hand and a small butt plug. He laid them on the bed beside her. “Turn around.”
Taeja complied. She arched her back, and he fixed it some more — exposing all of her to him. He groped her ass, running his fingers over it, then slapping it. Taeja jerked, surprised yet loving the sting, especially when he rubbed it away.
“I’m not going to fuck you here today,” he said. “But I’m going to start stretching you out, little by little, until you can take me. All of me.”
Taeja’s eyes widened. “Allof you?”
“Yes.” Zain answered almost immediately. He rubbed his finger through her pussy, prodding at her wet hole with a finger while he said, “You’re dripping wet, Taeja. Does the thought of taking my dick up your ass turn you on as much as when I fuck you right… here?” He shoved a finger inside, and a soft whimper passed her lips. “Words.”
“Yes,” Taeja admitted. “Yes, Zain.”
Humming, he took his finger out of her pussy. He grabbed the lube. She listened as he opened the cap, waiting in sweet anticipation while he got his finger ready. She trembled when he rested it on her asshole, circling it with his finger and getting it ready for him.
“I need you to relax,” he said. “And tell me if it gets too much for you.”
“Okay.” Taeja smiled because of how gentle he was. She loved this side of Zain.
His finger stopped circling and started pressing against the hole. The intrusion was strange. Her ass was tight, putting up much resistance. Zain stopped pressing and used his other hand to tease her clit. Then, he started pressing again… slowly and slowly until he got in the first knuckle.
Still stroking her clit, he asked, “Are you good?”
Taeja nodded. “Yes.”
Zain hummed, and took his finger out. She heard the lube open again and this time it was two fingers he pressed against her asshole. The gentle rubbing on her clit eased her muscles, and both fingers slipped in much easier this time. He thrust his fingers in and out of her slowly while rubbing her clit.