Page 70 of Torrid Love
She looks down between her legs. She’s in a daze.
“Are you a virgin here?” I pull my fingers from her pussy and skim over her hole. “Has anyone claimed your ass?”
“Rod!”
She squirms under my touch.
“Good try, but I want an answer. Yes or no?” I demand.
I’ve never felt this possessive about a woman before. I may not have been her first, but I want to make damn sure I mark every part of her. She’ll never be with another guy ever again without remembering how she melted like butter under my touch. I’ll make sure of it. Does that make me an asshole? Probably.
“No,” she says in a low voice.
“I’d be the first to fuck you there.”
“You’re impossible,” she scolds.
“Notice how you didn’t say no, Dom. That leaves thebackdoor wide open.”
She laughs.
I join her.
“You stopped,” she complains, dropping her eyes to her pussy.
“Forgive me. Let me get right back to it,” I grin.
“Yes, please.”
I chuckle.
How fast she changes her tune.
I scoop slickness from her pussy and spread it between her ass cheeks.
Her body tenses.
“I’m not going to do anything crazy,” I reassure.
“And if I don’t like it––”
“Everything stops.”
She nods her approval.
I put my mouth on her pussy to distract her as I venture my thumb into her ass.
Jesus Christ.
“Ooohhh!”
She wiggles underneath me trying to pull away.
“It hurts?” I ask, meeting her gaze.
“I don’t know how it feels. I’m just a little freaked out by the whole thing.”
“Relax and trust me.”
