He smacked her ass again, the sting making her undulate against his hand. He caressed her butt cheek, the smooth movements of his hand the exact opposite of the hard swat of a few seconds ago. When he slid his fingers in her cunt, she pushed back against them, needing his cock to fill her pussy again.
“Tell me about it,” he said, withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with his cock. He slammed into her cunt, hard. She threw her head back and moaned, then ground her ass against his pelvis.
“I sometimes fuck myself with my fingers and stick a dildo in my ass,” she admitted, wondering if he’d accept all her wicked thoughts.
“Goddamn,” he whispered. “And what are you fantasizing about when you do that?”
“Two men taking me.”
He smacked her ass, and she moaned.
“Do you want to be double-fucked, baby?”
Animal urges coursed inside her, the need to really let loose with Rand like she’d never done with a man before. “No. But I sure as hell like thinking about it when I’m getting off.”
“Stay put.”
Like she’d even think about going anywhere. He withdrew and went into the bathroom. She craned her neck to see what he was doing. He returned shortly with a bottle of lubricant and a towel.
“Turn around and look straight ahead,” he ordered. “And spread your legs wider. I want to see that ass.”
She shivered, her clit throbbing. Oh, she wanted to touch it, to rub it until she came. The need was so strong, but she waited, knowing Rand wanted to control their play. The tension was sweet and torturous as she wondered what he was going to do and when. Not being able to watch him heightened the experience.
She felt the slow trickle of something warm along her ass. The lubricant. He dripped it down her asshole, then rubbed her anus with the tip of his finger. She couldn’t help it, she whimpered. The nerve endings there were so sensitive. She’d often played with her own anus while she masturbated, but oh, it was nothing like having Rand touch her there.
“Sweet little ass,” he murmured, sliding his finger past the tight-muscled barrier, penetrating her until white-hot sensation gripped her. She squeezed, feeling the ripple of ecstasy all the way to her clit. When he thrust his cock into her pussy and buried his finger in her ass, she about died, grunting in pleasure.
“Rand,” was all she could say in response to the sensation of being filled with his cock, of having his finger in her ass.
“Tight. So tight,” he said, withdrawing his finger a little, only to slide it back in until he was buried to the last knuckle. “Can you take my cock in there, Blair?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me you want it, baby.”
She pushed against his finger, against his cock. “Fuck my ass, Rand. Hurry.”
He removed his finger, pouring more lubricant against her anus. She lifted her ass, anticipating, needing his invasion.
“You ready for me?”
“Yes,” she said, her voice so breathless it didn’t even sound like her own. “Please.”
“Oh I like it when you beg for my cock, baby.”
She felt the thick head probing at her anus, the initial push so tight it made her wonder if he’d fit inside her tight channel.
“This is going to hurt. I’m big.”
“I know. Fuck me.”
He smoothed his hand over her buttocks as he pushed his way in. Slow and gentle, despite her eager attempts to get him to shove hard and quick. It burned. It hurt. It was glorious, filling her with thick cock, invading her where no man had been.
Blair felt like a virgin, giving something to Rand that she’d given to no man before. His gentle strokes along her back and buttocks were so sweet they brought tears to her eyes.
But then he pushed, hard, shoving inside her and burying himself to the hilt.
“God,” he said. “So tight.”
She heard him suck in a breath, then he withdrew and pushed forward again.
“You okay?”
The pain subsided, replaced only with a heady pleasure, a need to come while he rode her ass, a need to feel him possess her completely. “I’m fine. Fuck me hard.”
He groaned. “Touch your pussy for me, Blair. Make yourself come.”
Finally. She reached between her legs and thrummed her clit, the nub distended and aching with building pressure. With every stroke of her fingers, the vortex swirled around her in blinding sensation, tightening, taking her closer to climax.
Rand picked up the pace, powering harder with each stroke, his balls slapping her pussy as he fucked her ass. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he gave it to her hard now.
“I’m going to come in your ass, Blair. Hard and hot. You ready for me?”
Her fingers moved faster over her clit, so close she could barely speak. She moaned, ground her ass against him, and cried out, shaking all over as she came. She felt the contractions in her ass, gripping, milking his cock as she rode wave after wave of an incredible climax while Rand shuddered and tensed against her, then spent hot jets of come inside her.
He leaned over and moved her hair out of the way, kissing the damp tendrils at the back of her neck while she gasped underneath him, trying to catch her breath. He snaked an arm around her middle to support her. God, her arms were shaking.
“Shower?” he whispered in her ear.
She laughed. “Great idea.”
He lifted her off the bed and carried her into the bathroom, depositing her into the shower. She’d had that remodeled to, with multiple jets on three sides. They had some fun with that after Rand had washed her from head to toe, playing for a long time and shooting each other with water before finally shutting it off.
He dried her with a large towel, then carried her to bed, ordering her to stay put while he took off down the hall.
He’d been gone awhile, and Blair wondered where he’d gone. Finally, he returned, balancing a tray with two glasses of iced tea and strawberries and chocolate syrup. She sat up in bed and smoothed the covers down while he set the tray in the center of the bed between them.
“Oh, yummy. I love strawberries.” She started to grab one, but he lightly tapped her hand.
“Uh-uh. Let me.” He picked one up, dipped it in the chocolate sauce, and slid it between her lips. She licked the chocolate off, then bit down, enjoying the sweet flavor bursting in her mouth.
“Oh. That’s heaven.”
Rand leaned forward and brushed his lips across hers, sliding his tongue to lick along hers. Her stomach tumbled in warmth and renewed desire.
“You taste sweet.”
“You’re the bedroom dominant. Shouldn’t I be feeding you?” she asked when he fed her another bite.
He shook his head. “Doesn’t work that way. At least not in my mind. I’m an equal opportunity kind of guy. You’ll be doing enough servicing of me in the bedroom,” he said with a wicked gleam.
“Devil.”
“Wicked woman.”
He popped another strawberry in her mouth, then followed it up with a kiss. She sighed in utter contentment and smiled at the man she loved.
If only she’d known what she’d been missing all these years, she’d have given up control a long time ago.