Page 112 of Nicky and the Night Owls, Part One

“What do you say I flip you over and we can play a little with that?”

“Okay.”

I turned her onto her stomach easily. “Ass in the air for me.”

She wiggled around and got herself into position, the dildo sliding free, the glistening pink toy shining obscenely on the towel below.

“Do you mind if I fuck while we’re playing?”

“That depends on which hole you’re planning on using.” Her nervous laugh made me smile.

“Baby girl, you can’t even take all of me in your pussy yet. I’m not gonna push my luck with your ass today.”

“Then you can do whatever you want.” She buried her face against the pillow she had clutched to her chest.

Ordinarily, those would be dangerous words, but I was committed to easing her into things. My cock sank into her like she was home, and I groaned at the squeeze of her cunt.

That feeling never got old.

I grabbed two ice cubes and let them each slide down her back while she tensed, pussy snaring me tight as the rest of her body reacted to the chill. Fetching the bottle of lube, I squeezed a dollop onto her asshole, using my thumb to gently work it inside as her breathing sharpened and she rocked her hips against me.

“You’re doing so good, baby girl. I’m gonna start going in okay? You tell me if you need to stop or slow.”

She offered a nod, adding a hasty, “Yes.”

I pressed the tip of my thumb in, pushing and retreating in equal measure until it had disappeared to the first knuckle. Her asshole squeezed my finger, and she rocked her hips encouragingly.

“More,” she begged.

I added more lube and pushed back in, following it with a slow thrust of my hips. My movements were idle and easy to let her adjust and find her own rhythm. As I gently fucked her, I added more ice cubes, drawing patterns on her skin until she was ready for me to set them aside to fuck her in earnest. I kept my strokes shallow to avoid her discomfort and simply enjoyed the slick drag against my cock.

“Perfect little cunt. You feel so good, baby girl.”

Every thrust forced a gorgeous sound through her lips, and it was a constant battle with myself to hold back as her body welcomed me. It was easy to tell by the clench of her and the increasing pitch of her vocalizations that she was close. I fetched the candle and let the cascade of melted wax pour over her skin in a gorgeous splatter that painted her as mine.

I revelled in her cry and pulled her up, reaching around to toy with her clit until she came apart. She pressed her bound hands against her mouth to muffle the sound, but there was no reaction she could hide from me. I fucked into her hard and helped her lower back down so I could slide out, running my cock through my fist to add my own art to the wax that turned her into my personal canvas.

“Dear god,” Nicky mumbled a few moments later.

“Did you have fun?” I asked, sitting down next to her.

“Yep.”

I laughed quietly. “You lay there and I’ll clean you up.”

I wiped her down and collected the half melted ice cubes, dropping them in the sink before I fetched a butter knife to tease the hardened wax from her skin with the flat edge. By the time I had finished, she was looking at me with burning eyes, so I indulged her with my face between her thighs until she came for me again.

I tucked the two of us into bed. “Thank you for playing with me, baby girl.”

She turned in my arms and kissed me deeply, pulling away with a cheeky grin. “Thank you. I can’t wait to play at the pack house.”

Sweet girl didn’t even know what she was asking for. But she would find out soon.

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GABE

Ismearedcreamcheeseover my bagel and settled in for our monthly pack meeting.

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