Page 159 of Torrid Love
Dom’s body trembles under my caress, involuntarily tensing every time my cock grazes the tight rosebud of her ass.
I stop long enough to spread more lube between her ass cheeks before I start massaging her rim, loosening her. I take my time preparing her.
“Enough, Wolfe. Fuck me!” she demands. She even wiggles her ass at me.
My cock surges. Dirty Dom.
“You’re going to kill me, Dom!”
“What do you think you’re doing to me?” she quips.
I pour a healthy amount of lube on my palm and then fist my cock, the view of my girl ready for me and my own slick hand rubbing me is almost enough to push me over the edge.
“Your safe word?”
“Balloon.”
Yeah, we went all the way on her birthday earlier this year.
“Good girl. You tell me to stop and I’ll stop. No questions asked. Okay?”
“Why do you say that?”
“I have to learn how to live without you for two weeks. I can’t promise I’ll be gentle with your ass.”
“Oh.”
“You use your safe word if you have to. Got it?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I say tracing the cleft between her ass cheeks.
Rubbing her tight asshole makes me lose a few more drops of pre-cum.
She gasps at my touch and her knees go a little weak.
“Ready?”
“I am,” she says in a whisper.
I drop the bottle of lube on the counter and start caressing her back as I push against her tightness, giving her time to adjust. Without warning, Dom pushes back into me like the greedy girl she is, forcing my cock inside her all the way until I’m balls deep.
“Fuck!” I growl.
“Finally,” she says.
“You eager little slut.”
She flashes me a triumphant smile. “But I’myoureager little slut.”
“You belong to me?”
“Only you, Rod.”
“We’re on the same page.”
She clenches against me in response in quick staccato movements.
