“I won’t last,” she said desperately. Already she was on the verge of orgasm.
“You can control it,” Micah soothed. “When you get close, stop touching yourself. Give yourself time to come down. You can come with me.”
“Don’t go easy, Micah. I don’t need you to. Please. I need you to go hard.”
In answer to her plea, he gripped her ass and used his thumbs to part the cheeks. The motion stretched her even tighter around his cock and they both moaned.
“Get ready then, baby. I’m going to ride you hard.”
She closed her eyes and began stroking herself again just as he rammed into her. Hard, fast, deep.
He began slapping against her ass, his thrusts jostling her entire body.
It hurt, it burned, it was magnificent.
She reached for the pain, embraced it, reveled in its darkness.
“I can’t stop,” she panted. “I’m going to come.”
“Me too, Angel girl. Come with me. Let’s go together.”
He increased his pace until he was pounding against her, hard and urgent.
Her mouth opened, but her scream was muffled by the comforter. Her entire body bowed, writhed, and she came completely apart. Spasm upon spasm rippled through her belly until the tension was more than she could bear.
She could no longer feel him in his frenzy. His hands gripped her ass, and she knew she’d wear his fingerprints for a long time to come.
Then he collapsed forward, driving them both onto the bed. His pelvis twitched against her as he flooded into her. He continued pumping against her in short, jerky motions until finally he stopped and his harsh breathing rasped against her ear.
“I think you killed me,” he groaned.
“I think that’s my line,” she gasped.
He stirred against her. “Don’t move.”
“As if I could,” she muttered.
He carefully lifted his weight off her and withdrew. Warm semen slipped down the inside of her leg.
Instead of going for a towel, he simply picked her up and carried her toward the bathroom. She cuddled against his chest, grateful he hadn’t made her walk. Her legs had the consistency of putty at the moment. She’d be lucky not to fall on her face in the shower.
She needn’t have worried. He took care of her completely, holding her against him while he washed every inch of her body. After he’d washed and rinsed her hair, he stepped out and dried her from head to toe.
“Come into the bedroom. I’ll finish drying your hair and then I’ll brush it for you.”
She smiled and leaned into him for a moment. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.
He’d vowed not to give her any part of himself. Just fucking. All he could offer her was sex. He’d lied, and she wasn’t even sure he’d realized it yet.
Micah took his time, first drying her hair and then combing through each strand. He was infinitely tender, his hands sorting through the heavy tresses. Every once in a while, he pressed his lips to the curve of her shoulder or the column of her neck.
When he finished, he patted her on the behind.
“Are you sore, baby?”
She shook her head.
“Good. I want to put a plug in so you’ll be ready for tonight.”
Her stomach fluttered in response, and she swallowed rapidly.
“Lie down on your stomach.”
She rolled away from him and stretched out as she’d done before. He moved from the bed, and she heard him rummaging in one of the drawers. He returned a moment later and ran his hand over her ass.
“Just relax, just like you did earlier. It might be uncomfortable at first.”
She sucked in her breath but didn’t hold it this time. Cool gel slipped between her cheeks, and his fingers carefully probed, spreading it inward.
His hand left her and was replaced by the blunt tip of the plug. Thick and plastic feeling, it was hard and unyielding, more rigid than his cock had been.
Her opening stretched and she willed herself not to tense. He pulled back, allowing the tip to retreat. He added more lubricant and then eased it forward again, stretching her more this time.
It was several minutes of patiently working the plug in before he finally sent it all the way. She flinched away when the broad base sunk into her ass, but he placed his hand on her back and rubbed soothingly.
“Take a deep breath. It’s over.”
She shuddered and went limp, closing her eyes as she processed the bombardment of sensations. Her ass pulsed and quivered around the plug. Edgy and restless, she couldn’t remain still. Need curled in her groin,