Page 84 of Taming Her

Then he pulled out and shuffled, removing his sweats. Quickly he was back, but this time instead of fingers prodding her ass, it was the impossibly wide head of his cock.

“Oh, God, no, I don’t think I can… you’re too—”

“I can get in.” He clamped his hand over her waist, dragging her even closer to him. “Just relax and trust me, bare down if you need to.”

She whimpered and her pulse thudded in her ears. She wanted this, really she did. But the idea of his solid, thick erection riding into her ass was frightening.

“It’s just the unknown,” he whispered, applying pressure to her ass with his cock. “When you know how good it is, you’ll be begging for it, morning, noon, and night.”

“I… maybe… I…” Her asshole was giving into him, he’d gained purchase.

“Work your clit,” he said, pressing her hand holding the vibe. “And come when I’m inside you, whenever you want to, as long as I’m in you.”

“Yes. Yes.” She was panting. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl, now get ready.”

He curled his hips, pushing his cock at her anus.

It opened for him, no match to his determination. He was well lubed and slipped easily past her barrier.

“Oh!”

“Relax, it’s not painful, just different.”

She whirled the vibe over her clit. Her top leg shook violently, her breaths were coming fast, and sweat sprang up on her brow.

He groaned and slipped higher.

The stretch was a nip of pain and she bit on her bottom lip. Then his glans popped inside her.

“That’s it, you’re doing so well.” His voice was strained and he clutched her to him in a fierce embrace.

Driving in higher, his hard cock was slick on her asshole.

“Ah, fuck,” she gasped. Had she ever been so full? So invaded? On and on he went.

She worked her clit, an orgasm dancing just out of reach. Her breaths were ragged, tearing at her chest. Her asshole was stretched so wide, her back passage full with dense weight.

“That’s it.” He scooped around her. “I’m in.” He blew out a breath. “Goddamn, it’s taking all of my willpower not to pound in and out of you.”

“Griff… oh, Griff, it’s so much…”

“Come. Come now.” He nudged her hand. “Get that vibe on your clit.”

She did as he’d asked, gave it a solid press, just where she liked it.

Holding her breath, she allowed the pressure to swell, build, grow into a big wild bubbling pot of pleasure.

“Come, Ava. Come with my cock shoved up your ass.”

“Griff!” She was almost afraid to let her body tumble into the orgasm. It was going to be so big and wild. Would she even survive it? Her heart might give out. Could she keep on breathing?

But then she had no more control and her body spiraled into ecstasy. She cried out, her breath hot puffs of air. Her ass spasmed around his cock, each hard contraction sending even more violent, delicious waves of pleasure through her pelvis. “Griff… oh… oh…”

“Breathe,” he gasped and clamped the vibe to her clit. “Keep… breathing, Ava.”

She tried, her chest was tight, her body hardly seemed like her own. She barely knew where she ended and he began. He was part of her, so damn deep.

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