Page 85 of Over the Line

“You can use a safe word or a slow word any time you need to.” He suspected she wouldn’t, even if it was just because of pride. “We had a discussion that first evening at the Den about your limits. You didn’t mention it. I want to be sure before we go on.”

Her scowl made her look utterly adorable.

Since he valued his hide, he didn’t say so to her. “I’ll make sure you’re prepared as I insert it.” And he would watch for signs of real discomfort, not just uncertainty.

“I don’t suppose it matters that I don’t want that up my ass?”

“Not at all. Lift your legs straight up.”

It took her so long to obey that he was beginning to doubt she intended to.

Behaving as a no-nonsense Dom, he sat on the bed, put his back to her leg then leaned back a bit, forcing her into a stretch and keeping her in place.

Since she was not going to cooperate easily, he intended to use his power to force her compliance. The angle he’d selected exposed her anal whorl. “This will be easier on you if you open up.”

Stubbornly, she kept her muscles contracted.

“It’s going in, my girl. Like it or not.” He teased the glass between her pussy lips, running the smooth surface back and forth until her clit hardened.

She exerted pressure against him as she wordlessly sought more.

“So, so perfect,” he told her. He ran the plug a little lower, teasing her ass.

“I…”

“It’s okay to like it,” he promised her. “This is barely bigger than my finger, and you took that fine.” He placed the end of the oval barely inside her rear, then pulled the toy away. Again and again he repeated the motion, each time pressing the plug in a little deeper. When he reached the thickest part, she mewled.

To distract her, he smacked her pussy then drove the plug the rest of the way in.

“That’s—”

“In. All the way. Would you like to continue to protest?”

She exhaled fully.

He took hold of her legs and placed her feet back on the sheets. “I’ll give you a moment to adjust to the feeling.”

“It’s a little cold, Sir.”

“It will warm up. Now, if you’d like, you’re welcome to come at any time while I fuck you.” His cock was still hard, and he hadn’t removed the condom.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to with the pressure.”

“Of course, it’s your choice. But if you don’t, it may be some time before I offer you another opportunity. The plug stays.”

She wrinkled her nose.

Once again, he moved between her legs, maneuvering her into position, her legs over his shoulders, and pressed his cockhead against her opening.

“Oh!”

He gave her a moment to use one of her safe words, but when she didn’t, he pulled back before surging forward again.

Fuck. She was correct about the tight fit.

As he finally sank all the way into her, she gulped for air. Her channel was slick, and the pressure from the plug was nearly enough to make him come. “Are you still doing all right?”

“Holy hell’s balls, Sir.”