not have all the answers, but I knew everything would be more intense with August. No complaints here. I adjusted my stance according to his requirement, aware of how provocative I must appear on my knees opened up for him like this.
“Bring your knees together. Perfect.”
Why was he telling me what he was about to do to me? He could just do it. But I got the point as I lay there, knowing what was to come and waiting for it, anticipation building.
It seemed like forever before August’s lips on my back trailed down my spine. I shivered at the contact, panting by the time he reached my ass.
August spread me apart, and I clamped my eyes shut as if I could ward off what was happening. Women had opened up for me in all kinds of positions, but I’d never been on my hands and knees like this for anyone. I should be embarrassed, ashamed, but I wasn’t. I wanted too much. Everything he had to give.
He brushed his fingertips over my hole, and I automatically clenched.
“So tight.” He tapped my hole with his fingers, using light pressure. “It might take me all night to open you up. What do you think, Charles? Can you last all night?”
“No, Sir.”
Even if I could, I’d never agree. I was too impatient.
“Let’s see how far I can push you. Hmm?”
Was that even a question? It was a damn good thing I was poised with my torso on the bed. August spread my ass, and his wet lips descended over my puckered hole, shattering everything I knew about sex. My body jerked, but his grip tightened on my cheeks, keeping me steady as he devoured me with lips and tongue.
I panted, trying not to give in to the urge to…scream?
“Fuck!” I moaned instead, moving restlessly.
August’s hand had connected with my ass cheeks, prompting a surprised shock at the throbbing in the area where he’d just hit me.
“Stay still.”
My ass smarted, but who was I to complain about that spank when the slight tingling only heightened my senses? I’d slapped women’s asses all the time. Thought it amusing. There was nothing amusing when August smacked my ass twice more. It was…strangely erotic.
August grabbed the lube beside me, and the bottle made a funny sound as he squirted the substance onto my hole. His fingers returned, probing at the tight ring of muscles.
“Relax, Charles. I’ll take my time. When I’m inside you, I don’t want to hurt you. I want to pleasure you.”
I released my clench, snatching tidbits I remembered from my research online.
Deep breaths.
One.
Two.
Three.
August’s finger slipped inside me, working slowly all the way down. Fuck, that was just one finger. How the hell would we make him fit? I wasn’t sure anymore that I wanted him to fit.
“You’re so damn tight.” He leaned forward and kissed my ass cheeks as he fucked my ass with that one finger, stretching me. ”I love it.”
This part I remembered from the articles, but they had made it sound so clinical. Just something to do to prepare me for his cock. But what August was doing was more than prep. My whole body was on edge. He was already leading me up to a climax.
“You’re doing good,” he whispered, feathering kisses over my lower back. “I’m going to try another finger, Charles.”
“Yes, Sir, please.”
Another finger stung, and I fought down the urge to clench. I panted against the sheets, grabbed the material in my hands, and squeezed.
“Are we still good, Charles?”
“Yes,” I gasped. “It’s…Oh. My. God.”
August did something with his fingers, and my insides exploded. I cried out and almost jerked away, but he’d anticipated the move and held on to me.
“That’s right, Charles. Get a taste of how good it will be when I’m inside you.”
He removed his fingers, and I tried to catch my breath. Something round pressed against my ass. The butt plug. I let out a loud groan as it slid inside me. He didn’t hold it still for long but fucked me with it, slowly pulling out, then pushing back in.
He found a rhythm that my body more than tolerated. My body wanted. In the worst way. I moved my hips back, rocking on each thrust, and it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
“Please, August—Sir. More. I need more.”
“Patience.”
I didn’t have too much left. It already felt like he’d been playing with my ass for hours. He continued, plunging the plug harder and deeper, then yanking it out. He didn’t push it inside me