Sugar - Lydia Michaels Page 0,84

having some sort of crisis of doubt and my dick was suffering the brunt. I casually stroked myself. “Has anyone ever done it wrong with you?”

She lifted her head and glanced over her shoulder. “You’re big. That could go either way. The trick is making it feel good not painful.”

But she liked rough play. “So slow?”

“Not too slow. That’s not great either. As long as there’s enough oil, and you don’t rip into me, it will be fine.”

“What if—”

“For the fuck sake, just do it already. God, you can be such a pain in the ass.”

I was trying to be the exact opposite, but whatever. “Okay. Stop yelling at me. Just remember our safe word if you want me to stop.”

Fuck, I really wanted her to like it. I wanted to like it. Maybe then I could put the last bad experience behind me.

I pressed a kiss to her ass cheek. There was something priceless about her adventurous nature and her ball breaking wit. “I can’t believe you’re letting me do this. You’re so confident and sexually self-assured. And you can be so sweet.”

“I can’t believe you’re still talking.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Until something bitchy comes out of your mouth.”

My finger pressed against her opening, and she grunted, relaxing into it. I held her down as I probed deeper, exploring her limits. She remained quiet, but her breathing turned labored.

I returned to the drawer and dug around. “I know you got a plug in here somewhere, you kinky little thing.”

“In the next drawer down.”

I stretched, keeping my leg over the back of hers to ensure she didn’t try to escape. She was perfectly still.

“Hol—lee—fuck.” I laughed at the sheer volume of toys. “I’m not sure which one to use.”

“The purple one’s nice.”

“Not big thunder here?” Did she actually use all of these?

She glanced at me, her cheek resting on her folded arms. “Certainly not. That one’s for you.”

My eyes widened, recalling our agreement. I dropped the big one back in the drawer. “The small one it is.”

Something told me whatever I put in her ass was absolutely going in mine, so I’d better tread carefully. More lube for sure.

Once everything was slick and relaxed, I worked the plug inside of her. She didn’t utter a single complaint, which pleased me but also made me nervous. Her submission was a tradeoff for mine. I wasn’t sure I’d be as cooperative. It all depended on what she had planned.

“Put your arms behind your back.”

She hesitated. “Why?”

“Because we had a deal, Avery.”

Her hands twisted, each one cupping the opposite elbow behind her back as she lay flat on the bed.

“Beautiful. Now, spread your legs wider.”

I lifted off of her, and her feet shimmied outward, widening to the edges of the mattress. The plug slipped, and I wedged it back in place. Her cheek rested on the comforter.

She was definitely aroused. “I wish you could see what I see right now. Your pink pussy’s dripping wet. You like this, Avery, whether you’ll admit it or not.”

She didn’t respond, which was fine.

“Shall we then?”

Aligning my cock to her delightfully wet pussy, I nudged the swollen tip past her glistening folds and sank to the hilt, burying myself deep. That first moment, embedded in her body, was unrefined ecstasy.

The plug made her incredibly tight. Lowering my mouth to her shoulder, I whispered, “I’m going to fuck you every chance I get. Hard, dirty, soft, tender… You can do your worst, Avery, because I intend to have you so often and in so many ways, that you forget every lover that came before. You know what that means, Avery? No more hiding. I’m going to know every part of your body—intimately. And you’re going to know mine. I’ll finally learn what you’re after and we’ll both get exactly what we want.”

The promise came from a dark, shadowed crevice of my soul. She was introducing me to places within myself I’d never met before.

“I look forward to my turn.”

Pulling back, I drove forward, and she let out a cry, her fingers tightening on her elbows. I made sure I was barely putting any weight on her. “Are you comfortable?”

“I’m fine.”

Nudging the plug, I tapped it deeper and thrust again. Once I found my rhythm, there was no stopping it. Orgasms tore out of her, milking my cock and my stamina never waned. Her moans fueled my thrusts, driving me deeper and harder.

“You feel that, Avery. I’m all the way in.”

“Yes…” Her voice had transcended to a breathy sigh.

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