To keep the rain and moisture from entering the tent, they zipped up the entrance and headed back inside.
“Thanks for helping me out there. I know its time consuming and not necessarily what you want to be doing on your day off.”
Colt shrugged. “I’m here with you, Avery. You said it needed to be done, so we did it. No worries. But I checked the forecast, and it looks like we’re in for nothing but rain today. I know you wanted to watch the meteor shower, but it might have to wait until tomorrow.”
From the kitchen, as she prepared the coffeemaker, she replied, “It happens in my line of work—yours too, probably—where you’re beholden to the moods of Mother Nature. But the nice thing about the stars is they rarely disappear, and should be there tomorrow night.”
“You’re not gravely disappointed?” he asked her, joining her in the kitchen, putting his arms around her.
She loved how whenever they were together, he was always touching her, holding her, like he couldn’t bear to be parted from her.
“Nope. Because it means I get to spend the day in bed with you,” she said.
She was rewarded with his eyes filling with wicked intent. “I like the sound of that. In fact, I wanted to ask you what you thought of the plug last night.”
Avery studied him, the way he held himself and her, his hands against her lower back, fingers teasing the waist of her pajama bottoms. “I wondered why I had never tried it before. You want me there, want to screw my ass?”
“Yes. It would mean the world to me to be the first to claim you there,” he admitted, and cupped her bottom.
She ran her hands up his chest to twine them around his neck. “Then what are you waiting for? Claim me.”
Colt stilled against her, his gaze tight. “Are you sure, Avery? There’s no pressure on my end. We can—”
She stopped him with a finger over his mouth, stared into his eyes and said, “I want you to, Colt. I want to be yours in every way that matters. And if it’s something you want, then I want it too.”
His eyes closed for a moment and when he opened them, they blazed with lust. He removed her finger from his mouth. “I promise to make it something you enjoy,” he vowed, and lifted her into his arms. She went willingly, eager even to have this experience with him and be what he needed.
“I know you will.”
Colt carried her over to the bed they shared and laid her upon it. He removed his shirt and jeans, and tore his boxers off. His cock jutted from his pelvis and she licked her lips as she slipped off her pajamas, tossing them off the side of the bed, ready to feel all of him.
He picked up the tube of lubricant on the nightstand before joining her in bed. He lay by her side, his hand stroking over her form. “It’s going to take me a bit to prepare your ass to take me. I want you to give yourself into my hands and let me love you. And when it comes time, if anything hurts or feels wrong, I want you to use the safeword, red. You say that word and I will stop immediately. Understood?”
“Yes, but Colt?” she asked.
“Yeah?”
“Hurry. I need you.”
On a groan, he claimed her mouth for a torrid mingling of tongues and lips. She clutched at his chest, stroking her hands over the firm ridges of his abs, playing with the dark lines of his happy trail. Colt took his time, drawing their kisses out, shuttling her into a languid, dreamy state.
As the rain fell, the drops pattering against the roof, Colt made sure his lips didn’t miss an inch of her skin when they left her mouth. They skimmed down her neck and over her breasts. Surrounded her nipples and sucked on the underside of the globes. Traveled over her belly and along her hip bones to her navel. Then he started at her ankles, skimmed over her calves, and moved along her inner thighs until he finally, finally reached the vee of her sex.
He kept his pace slow as he loved her gently, taking her body up and over a bright shining cliff of ecstasy. But he never allowed her to return to the ground. His mouth loved her again, and it was then that she felt his fingers, slicked with lubricant, probe her bottom.
The sensations he had introduced her to the previous night returned—until she was writhing against his plunging fingers as his tongue flicked against her clit in a rapid rhythm meant to drive her out of her ever loving mind. When she came, her ass clenched around his thrusting fingers, and her pussy spasmed along with it.
Her back arched at the unimaginable pleasure.
But then he removed his fingers and lifted his mouth, his chin coated with her wetness. Colt knelt between her thighs, smeared lube over his firm cock, and rubbed more against her anus.
“I’m going to go slow, as slow as I can. Remember to use the safeword.”
She nodded and bit her bottom lip when he placed the head against her back entrance. Colt eased his cock forward, stretching her. Avery moaned when he used his thumb and circled her engorged clit. The combined sensations had her relaxing as he thrust an inch inside her bottom, and back out again. He watched her reaction through it all, moving deeper and deeper, pressing hard against her nub to increase her pleasure.
Each time he thrust and withdrew, he furrowed infinitesimally deeper in her rear. Her nipples stabbed toward the ceiling, and her pussy clenched at the delicious waves of pleasure his thumb wrought. And her ass was on fire, in the most erotic, carnal way imaginable. Avery wanted to thrust, to take him inside and have him screw her blind. But she gave herself over to him, surrendered a part of herself she hadn’t even realized she was holding back.
On the next thrust, Colt’s cock fully embedded itself in her bottom, and the moan she emitted was long and deep.
He peered at her, a wealth of emotions in his eyes, with the light of possession overshadowing it all. “Are you feeling all right?”
“If you don’t pick up the pace here and fuck me, I might have to hurt you.”
Colt laughed as he positioned himself on his elbows and her ass adjusted to the fullness of his shaft. With wicked intent clear as day on his face, he said, “As your Dom, your pleasure is mine to dole out, and I will fuck you how I want to.”
She inhaled a breath as he began to move in a slow glide through her rear, thrusting and withdrawing until only the head remained. “Now you’re just being mean. God, I never imagined it would be like this. My skin is on fire, I feel shaky, and feel like if you don’t hurry up, I’ll expire.”
He smiled, sexily. “Good to know, but you’ll come when I allow it, and not a moment before. I want to savor this first time in your ass, babe. You’re so fucking tight, you feel like hot velvet clasping my dick.”
He rocked his pelvis in slow, deep thrusts that set her teeth on edge.
“Just let go, Avery. Let me love you. Surrender and trust I will get you there,” he murmured.
She moaned as her body tightened around him. “Yes.”
She let go. After so many of their sexual encounters had been hurried races to the finish line, Colt’s slow, intense lovemaking, with the new sensations of having him in her bottom, lighting up new nerve endings, was more powerful, more devastating than all the rest. She dug her nails into his back.
Her eyelids grew heavy. Only then did Colt increase his pace. And it hurtled her body up a marvelous cliff until she was writhing and clinging to him. He stroked deep again and again, his thrusts turning into brutal digs that left her moaning. Through it all, he focused on her responses.