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Want
Juliana
“Haveyoueverfucked a man, darling?”
Sage carefully holds me by my neck while I continue to ride Griffin, and she’s attending eagerly to my clit. I’ve thought about it before—fucking a man—but the idea of having Griffin at my mercy while I drive into him is all I need to reach my peak again.
When I collapse, Griffin holds me tightly. The pressure is grounding, and I’m comforted by how he attends to me. His fingers move slowly across my skin, and his kisses in my hair are pure adoration.
When the sweat coating my body becomes too much, I roll off him to lie by his side, and he can’t hide his disappointment entirely. His cock twitches frantically, and I know what he wants. All of us do.
I move to take him in hand and resume working his ass. Sage guides me for a couple thrusts of my fingers before stepping back. She trails her fingers across my shoulders before walking to the door.
“I will be right back,” she mouths and then slips out the door.
With Sage gone, all of my focus is on Griffin. Every time he comes to the edge, I pause and help guide him down before continuing. The thrill that comes with witnessing his complete surrender brings back the sense of peace I’ve missed since Jay left.
I want more of it.
When Sage slips back into the room, she’s holding a strap-on harness.
Griffin doesn’t even notice when I place a kiss on his forehead before moving away. Though he definitely notices the sudden absence of my touch.
He’s on the bed panting and I wouldn’t have noticed another soul in the room if it wasn’t for how close Sage stands by me. Then I look down at the toy in Sage’s hands.
“I borrowed it. Don’t think about it too hard.” And then I couldn’t, because her lips land on mine, and I’m lost in the sensation of her kiss. Her lips are soft, and the kiss is playful, and I miss it immediately when she steps back.
“I’ll help you at every step.” Her hand cups my jaw and draws my gaze to her. “You’ll never be on your own, darling. Trust me on this.”
And I do.
She has me step into the harness, and the way her hands brush across my legs brings back the throbbing from earlier. Every touch of hers does. When I’m finally strapped in, Sage leads me back to the bed where Griff waits oh so patiently.
He’s such a good boy.
Sage leads me to the foot of the bed, puts her hands on my shoulders, and guides me as promised.
“Tell him what you need. Where you want him.”
I look back at her for further instructions, but she only smiles.
“On all fours. Facing the headboard,” I say. I really have no idea what I’m doing, and there is building anxiety I refuse to acknowledge.
Unaware of my inner conflict, Griffin responds immediately. He’s too far away; I grasp him by the hips and pull him towards the edge of the bed. He is close enough for me to touch every inch of his artful body.
“He needs to relax,” Sage says. And she’s right. Griffin is buzzing with energy, and his muscles are taught. Whether it be from nerves or need.
“Have you ever been fucked before, pet?” I ask.
I don’t want this to be painful for him. I run my hands up and down his back, stopping to fondle his firm ass, and slowly, he begins to sink back into the headspace I saw him go to earlier.
“No, Mistress; only by you.”
Sage hands me a bottle of lube and prompts me to coat my fingers to make sure he is truly ready. As I reach to slide my fingers in, she begins to coat the silicone cock affixed to my hips. Our motions mirror each other. My fingers slide in and out of Griffin’s ass while hers run up and down my cock.
“Do you want me, pet? Do you want my cock in your ass?”