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“Okay.”
The pad of his finger presses against my asshole. I expect him to shove it inside, but he doesn’t. Instead, Carson rubs small circles around, which feels soft and wet and strange.
“That’s a good girl.” He kisses the back of my shoulder. “Just like that.”
I realize I’m wiggling my ass against his finger. Then it slips in. The pressure isn’t terrible. In fact, I want a little more. Tipping my head back against him, I tell him exactly that.
“More you want, more you get, but let’s go slow.” His finger slips in a little deeper. Then he slides it out and pushes it back in, twisting it while he works me open. “You’re doing really well, Mak.”
His praise makes me bolder. “More. I want a second finger.”
He nips my shoulder blade and my pussy and ass both clench from it. The sensation makes me grunt shamelessly.
“Easy now.” He starts probing me, this time with two fingers. “That’s it. You’re doing so good for me.”
We go slow like this until I’m about to scream. Holy fuck, I’m so riled up and sweaty and my head’s starting to get a little fuzzy. I hear the lube top pop open again and it sounds like he’s squirting a good amount onto his dick this time. There’s a little shuffling and then I brace myself for what I fear will be the most painful sexual experience I’ve had in my life to date.
“What’s your word, Mak?”
“Cupcake.”
“Good girl.” He presses the tip of his dick to my tight hole. “When you’re ready, rock back into me. This happens at your pace, not mine. I’m just going to lie still and let you take the lead.”
I freeze as those words sink in.
The power is mine. All I have to do is back it up. Okay, I’ve got this.
Wiggling my bottom against his dick, the air whooshes out of me. We’re both so slick and when I press back against him a little harder, the pressure feels unreal when his head starts to push into my puckered hole.
“Nice and slow,” he says calmly. “Take your time.”
I feel buzzy and giddy and scared. Gulping, I clench the bed sheets and wiggle a little more. I know if I can just get his head past the tight ring of muscle, I’ll have a chance at actually fulfilling another one of my fantasies.
“Now use this,” he says, handing me a flexible circular thing. “It’s a cock ring with a vibrator on top.” He presses the side and turns it on. “Hold it against on your clit.”
“Okay.” I’m all too relieved for the extra stimulation, if only to distract me from what I’m trying to do.
It takes me longer than I want to admit before his head is in. Carson’s freehand never leaves my hip. He just rubs slow circles along my skin, which offers a calmness to my otherwise chaotic state. I feel like I could come if I didn’t have this big cock halfway out of me.
I want more. I want the whole damn thing.
Pushing back against him, Carson slides deeper inside me. Pulling out a smidge, I press back again and repeat this over and over and over. It feels good. Really fucking good. Between my ass being filled and the vibration on my clit, I’m close to having an orgasm already.
Shoving back one last time, he finally bottoms out.
“I did it.” I can’t believe I’m proud of myself over this, but I am.
“Good girl.” He keeps his hands where they are. “Now fuck me until you’re ready for me to fuck you.”
Keeping one hand on the vibrator against my clit, I finally let go of the sheets I’ve been clenching and blow out a long breath. “You feel so good,” I whisper.
“So do you.”
I slowly fuck him in this backwards-sideways awkward position until pressure builds in my pussy. Eager to chase my release, I reach down and finger myself while rocking back on Carson and still manage to keep the vibrator going strong. When I come, my inner walls spasms and his dick in my ass feels even bigger when my body grips him. Sweat trickles down my temples and back. Our body heat could melt iron. “I’m ready for you to fuck me now.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.” My heart’s about to leap out of my chest. I’m so turned on, I feel like I’m floating again. “Yes, yes, yes.”