They resumed their tryst in her bedroom. He shed his shorts, and she was pleased to find not only did he go commando, but that his cock was nearly as long as Doug’s, and a little thicker around. Without any formality, he pushed her down onto the bed and resumed his position between her legs. His tongue found her clit again with pinpoint accuracy, and it wasn’t long before he had her coming.
He looked up. “Did he ever fuck this sweet ass of yours?”
Her head popped up. “What?”
“Your ass. Did. He. Fuck. It?”
She knew she was blushing. It felt like her face had suddenly gone supernova hot. She shook her head.
“Have you ever been fucked there?”
She shook her head again.
His smile broadened. “Oh, baby girl, we are sooo going to take care of that.” He sat up and pointed at her. “Do not move. I’ll be right back.” He bolted off the bed. She heard him down the hall, rummaging around in his room before he came running back and dropped something onto the bed. Then he disappeared into her bathroom and came back with a couple of towels.
“Up,” he said. She complied, and he spread the towels out under her before he pointed back to the bed.
She felt an almost physical click in her soul as she realized if he wanted to truss her upside down from the ceiling fan, she’d let him. Different than with Doug, and yet the same. She trusted Tate and was willing to let him do whatever he wanted to her. She laid down on the towel and watched as he started rummaging through her bedside table.
“Where’s your toys, baby?”
“What?”
He crawled onto the bed, grabbed her hair, and kissed her. “Don’t play shy with me. Never play shy with me. Your sex toys. You’ve got to have at least one vibrator in here. Where are they?”
She felt her face grow hot as she pointed at the other bedside table. His eyes lit up as he leaned across her and yanked the drawer open. “Oh, you nasty little girl.” He pulled out the two vibrators she had, one a battery-operated rabbit style, and an electric Hitachi. He also pulled out the two dildos she had.
“Hmm.” He held them up. Both of them were smaller than Tate and Doug’s cocks. In fact, once Doug had moved in, she hadn’t used any of her toys.
He put the larger of the two dildos back in the drawer and kept the vibrators out. He plugged in the Hitachi, checked it, and grinned when it sprang to life. “Not yet,” he said as he clicked it off again. “Roll over.”
“What?”
“Roll. Over.” His voice deepened. “Don’t make me ask again.”
Heart racing, she did. Her clit still throbbed from his previous attention as much as it did from anticipation and his masterful tone. She felt him push her legs apart and kneel between them. Then he spread her ass cheeks, and she felt his tongue slowly begin to rim her virgin ass.
“Oh!” She fisted the sheets, squirming, loving the sensation.
He repositioned himself, hooking his arms under and around her thighs so she couldn’t squirm out of his grasp and he could still reach up and hold her cheeks apart as he laved his tongue over her ass, pussy, and taint.
She loved it. She’d never felt anything like that before. After a few minutes of that, she felt him press a finger against her rim.
“Relax, baby.” He massaged her, not working inside yet. When he apparently felt she was ready, he sat up and she felt cool lube drizzling between her cheeks. His finger returned, and this time he did start slowly pressing for entrance.
“How’s that feel?”
She buried her face into the pillow, ashamed to admit she loved the sensation. Then she felt the sharp sting of a slap on her ass. She yelped and tried to sit up, but his firm hand between her shoulder blades wouldn’t let her.
“I asked you a question, darlin’. Answer me.”
She felt another flood of juices soak her already wet pussy. “Good,” she whispered.
He rubbed her ass cheek, where he’d smacked her, soothing the residual sting away. “Good girl,” he cooed.
She wondered if he’d be this assertive in bed after he sobered up.
Scratch that, she prayed he’d still be this assertive in bed. She loved it.
Loved him.
Her eyes popped open as the revelation hit home. I love him.
Then his finger breached her tight ring of muscle, stealing coherent thought from her as he slowly began to fuck her ass with his hand. She ground her hips in time with his movement, earning her a pleased chuckle.
“Such a good girl you are. You want me to fuck this sweet ass, don’t you?”
“Yes!”
He reached up and grabbed her hair, firmly pulling her head up and back so he could look into her face.
“My cock’s the only one to ever fuck you there?”
His intense blue gaze mesmerized her. “Yes!”
He leaned in and kissed her. He owned her, and he knew it.
“I’m going to fuck you so good,” he whispered, “that you’re never going to want another cock in you again, you hear me?” He buried his finger even more deeply in her ass, wiggling it around and making her moan.
“Yes!”
“Such a good girl you are,” he cooed. He gently lowered her head to the pillow and released her hair. She felt him withdraw his finger from her ass, add more lube, then start over with two fingers.
“Oh!” She couldn’t think. It felt good and weird and pleasant and nearly painful all at the same time. A pinchy burn as he slowly worked both fingers into her, which gave way to more pleasant sensations once her body grew used to him.
Then she heard the smaller vibrator click on and felt him press it against her cunt. It slid in, and she raised her hips enough he could fully insert it in the right position.
She exploded, screaming into the pillow and trying to fuck his hand and the vibrator at the same time as her world unhinged. It felt like the core of her being had been ripped apart by an explosion she never wanted to end.
He laughed. “Ah, I found what you like, didn’t I? Yes, you just wait, I’m going to turn you into a good little ass slut for me.”
One orgasm rolled into another, and she was barely aware of it when he withdrew his hand and then added a third finger, pressing in. The aching as she stretched to take him triggered yet another orgasm.
She tried to escape him, to get a momentary respite from the intense, relentless pleasure, but he swung around and straddled her waist, pinning her to the bed. “Oh, no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere until I say so. I’m not done with you yet.”
She felt him remove his fingers, then add more lube. Then something else, cool and firm and round, pressing against her ass.
The dildo.
“It’s too big,” she tried to protest.
“You want me to stop, it all stops,” he firmly said. “Just say ‘red,’ and I’ll stop everything.”
She fell still.
“Good girl,” he said.
She melted, inside and out, at his pleased tone even as another orgasm made her sob.
“See? You love this. You just needed someone to trust enough to make you lose control.” She felt her face burn as her hips took on a life of their own, trying to fuck his hand and take the dildo in.
He lightly slapped her ass. “Hold still, baby. There will be plenty of time to shake that thing later when it’s my cock going in there…”
She lost track of what he did and said as dizzying pleasure took over. The vibrator wiggling inside her, as well as the little appendage on the front perfectly hitting her clit, in combination with him fucking her with the dildo, took her to the edge and held her there, overloading her senses.
Tate finally pulled out the dildo and switched off the vibrator. He removed it, too. She felt empty as her senses tried to coalesce into something resembling coherency.