“Please,” she said.
“You want my dick?”
“Yes.”
“Then you hold this ass open while I play.”
She whimpered as the tip of his cock toyed with her entrance. He held himself still and then slowly began to thrust inside her. “I think it’s going to be quite easy for me to get used to seeing you take my cock. I’ve never seen a prettier sight.”
Inch by inch, she took him, holding her ass open.
His hands went to her hips, and she didn’t let him go as he grabbed her hips and began to pound inside her. His strokes were rough, hard, almost angry and desperate. She loved it, pushing back against him, wanting more of what he could give her.
Suddenly, he paused and lifted up. Then his fingers stroked across her anus. “This is the one hole I haven’t taken, babe. The one hole I want to make mine.”
She cried out as he leaned over her, driving his cock deep into her pussy as he reached for the drawer beside her bed.
“I’ve been keeping this safe in just the right event,” he said.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the tube of lubricant. She tried to listen to what he was doing but he was so quiet.
He pulled out of her pussy and then something cool and slick teased across her anus. She bit her lip, waiting. The tip of his cock replaced his fingers.
“I’m not going to lie to you, babe, this is going to sting a little.”
She tensed up as he started to work inside her ass. She really didn’t think he was going to fit, but there was no defying Smokey. He held her hips steady in his grasp as he pushed inside her asshole.
Ava let out a cry and he stilled. One of his hands circled her throat, pulling her head back and kissing her neck. “I’ll go easy. I promise.”
With his other hand, he cupped her pussy and stroked her clit. She moaned his name as he worked her body.
The pain of his penetration faded slightly as he worked her clit. She was at a fever pitch within seconds. He didn’t allow her to come straight away. He took his time, making her wait as he filled her ass.
Inch by inch, his cock filled her ass until she could take no more. “You’ve got all of my dick now, Ava. I own every single part of your body. What do you have to say?”
“Please,” she said. “Please let me come.”
“Good girl.”
He stroked her pussy until she came, screaming his name. She no longer cared that there was a big, fat cock in her ass. She wanted him, every single part, and there was no backing down.
Smokey let go of her pussy and started to ride her ass. His strokes started out slowly at first until she became accustomed to the sheer size of him. Then he took her harder until the sounds of their bodies smacking together echoed around the room. She didn’t want him to stop, and she loved the slight pain as he took her.
When he came, he wrapped her hair around his fist and bit down on her neck.
The tight heat filled her body, and his cum pulsed in her ass.
The pleasure began to ebb away and all that remained was bliss. She was happy.
Smokey groaned. “Time for a bath.”
Before she could stop him, he’d lifted her in his arms. “It’s late.”
“And as much as I’d love to see my cum dripping from your ass you’re going to be sore if I don’t do something about it.” He carried her through to her bathroom and placed her on her feet.
She watched, a little embarrassed as he filled the tub with water. “You don’t have to do this.”
He added some of her soothing salts and tested the water.
She hadn’t realized he was still dressed. He wore his shirt and his pants were still around his waist. His cock, now flaccid, hung from the opening of his zipper.
He came toward her, stripping off her shirt. He held her hand as she climbed into the bath. Within seconds, he was naked and climbing in behind her.
She rested against his chest, closing her eyes, feeling the heat and warmth of him surround her. “This is nice,” she said.
“It’s been a long day.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked. He didn’t share club stuff with her, but if he needed to talk, she was more than happy to listen.
“Can’t, babe. It’s club stuff. Did Ryan ever say anything to you?” he asked.
“Who’s Ryan?”
“That guy’s bar where you were drinking the first night I met you.”
“Oh, no. I didn’t know him. That night was the first time I’d been there.”
“Right.”
She frowned and tilted her head back. “I don’t like you looking so troubled.”
“It’ll fade.”
She sat up and turned so she could face him. “I know I’m not club, but you can trust me. Whatever we talk about, I won’t say anything.”
Smokey smiled. “You’re so naïve. You don’t have the first clue what my club will do to you. What we can do.”
“I’m not stupid. You think I don’t see you guys carrying? The way you are? I’m not stupid, Smokey.” She tried to stand up, but he caught her waist and settled her against him. “I can be trusted.”
“Can you? Do you know I’ve killed people? That I love hurting people and I consider it a fine art to torture them?”
“I knew you weren’t normal.”
He snorted. “I’m not a lot of things. You should be running from me, Ava. I know everything there is to know about you, and yet, you’re not running. Why is that?”
“I don’t need to run. You don’t scare me, Smokey. Neither does your club. I know life isn’t always easy.”
“You’ve only seen the good in life.”
This made her tense up, and she turned toward him. “What makes you think that? My parents? Their wealth? Maybe it’s because I got married? Just because I’ve known happiness doesn’t mean I don’t know how bad life can be. My parents … they ran several foundations. They didn’t raise a daughter to live in the clouds. They raised a woman who was aware of the world around her.”
“Then why aren’t you running from me? Any sane woman would prefer a man with a nine-to-five job.” He stroked her hair back.
She cupped his face. “I had that guy, remember? He hurt me more than anyone else I know. He took great pleasure in doing it.” She licked her lips. “I don’t want to be hurt ever again. I know that you don’t promise me forever, but you don’t lie to me, Smokey. I … I love you for that.”
He tensed up and pressed a finger against her lips. “No. Don’t fucking say shit like that. I can’t give you love.”
“I’m not asking for you to give me love, but I can’t stop the way I feel for you, Smokey. I love you. I’m in love with you. I won’t … I don’t expect anything from you. I know you don’t do love and this is only temporary, but I do love you.” She pressed a kiss to his lips.
He gripped the back of her neck and pulled her in close. “You’re too good for me.” He took possession of her mouth, and she kissed him back, not holding anything in. Letting him know with her kiss and touch that she meant every single word she said.
Smokey moved her so she straddled his waist. Within a matter of seconds, his cock was rock-hard as he pressed against her pussy.