Page 66 of Loving Wild
Sliding my hand to the back of her neck, I hold her down as she settles on her knees.
The only light in the room is coming from the driveway outside. It’s muted by the sheer curtains hanging at the windows, casting Lauren’s body in shadow, and right now, naked, spread wide open offering her arse up to me, she’s never looked more beautiful.
Keeping one hand pressed between her shoulder blades, I stroke myself with the other before swiping my dick from her pussy, up, and along her arse crack.
“You gonna let me fuck this beautiful arse of yours?” I pull her upright by her hair and ask into her ear.
“Is that what you want to do?” she leans back into me and questions as I rub two fingers over her clit.
“I want to do everything to you, Little Bird. I want to spend the rest of my life fucking you in every way possible. My dick has been hard for you all day,” I tell her as I again move my hand to the back of her neck and guide her face back down to the bed.
“Watching you dance, watching you laugh, watching my family fall in love with you, has made me want to fuck you, and right now, with your head down and your legs spread wide for me, I really wanna fuck your arse.”
“There’s lube in my toiletry bag,” she whispers. I stand upright and pause.
“Why do you have lube in your toiletry bag?” I ask.
I watch her shoulders shrug. “I’m getting old, I need to be prepared. What if things ever start to dry up?”
Moving back in, I reach around her and slowly push two fingers in and out of her, moving them in circles at the same time. “That sound like a dry pussy to you, Ren?”
“No,” she replies promptly.
“No. Are you ever not wet for me?”
“No,” she repeats.
“No, so as stoked as I am that you’ve got lube with you, baby, if you ever stop getting wet like this for me”—I curl my fingers inside her, find her G spot and press against it. A shudder rolls through her, and I instinctively move back in and grind my dick against her arse— “you talk to me. We’ll change things up so youdoget wet, but you don’teverjust start using lube without telling me. You got that?”
“Got it,” she groans as I work my thumb over her clit as my fingers keep moving inside her.
“Good. Where’s your toiletry bag?”
“Right there,” she points to the bedside table.
Reaching for the bag, I drop it on the bed next to me and rummage around until I find the little tube of KY Jelly. I unscrew the cap and squeeze some out to land at the top of her arse crack.
“Just relax for me, baby. Keep your legs spread wide and your arse pushed back.”
She doesn’t respond with words, but when I slide the tip of my cock inside her pussy, and push two lubed fingers into her arse, she lets out a groan.
“Good girl,” I tell her. “If this gets too much, just tell me and I’ll stop.”
She nods.
“Use your words, Ren.”
“I’ll use my fucking fist if you don’t hurry the fuck up.” That earns her a slap on the arse as I chuckle.
I scissor my fingers inside her, hoping to make this as painless as possible for her.
Pulling out of her pussy, I reach around and find her clit with my fingers.
“Show me how you like it, baby,” I ask, hoping my words and actions will be a distraction. Her fingers join mine at her clit, and she grinds against them.
Replacing my fingers with the tip of my cock, I slowly push into her. When she tenses, I stop.
“Just relax and push back for me,” I tell her. “I’m gonna push my fingers inside your pussy, but I want you to keep working your clit. Just focus on that. Rub your clit the way you like, and let me fill you up, Ren. I’ll make you feel good, I promise.” I rain kisses up the middle of her back before dragging my teeth over the curve of her neck. Feeling how wet my dirty talk has got her, I distract her some more with my words while pushing inside her.
