Page 131 of Naughty November
“Take deep breaths, baby. I got you.”
Poetry didn’t get any more beautiful than that.
I got you.
Kieran lubed me up and inserted two fingers inside me. It was much easier to accept them, though I already felt so full I had doubts about the dildo.
“Look at you taking two fingers, baby,” he cooed. “Remember when you could barely take one? Now look at you. So fucking eager for it.”
“Yes.” I tugged on my restraints. Shit. Why did my nipples tingle at being unable to move my arms? I was at his mercy.
“Dammit, baby, look at that sexy hole. I’m going to fuck you soon, you know that, right? Are you going to let me?”
He slapped my hole with his fingers, and I cried out. “Yes. Yes, please. I want it so much.”
“Then show me you can take these.”
He lubed up the smaller dildo and slowly worked it inside my ass. It felt different from his fingers—the cylindrical shape filling me even more than his digits ever did.
“Such a good boy you are. Stay right there. No, don’t move. Stay right there, and let me train that ass.”
I whimpered, clutching my hands into fists. He worked the silicone more firmly inside me, shoving in and out faster until my cock was leaking over my stomach. I’d been embarrassed at how much I usually leaked, but he’d told me he found it sexy. I still didn’t know if it was normal, though, but as long as he was happy, that was the only thing that mattered.
“Kee.” I drawled out his name. The familiar sensation of my abs going taut and the heat flushing through me prepared me for what was about to happen.
Except Kieran removed the dildo, and the head rush from the sudden lack of pressure was like being dunked into ice water.
“Kieran.” My body bucked from the aftershocks. My heart pounded so loud in my ears I could barely hear his soothing words.
“Easy, easy, baby. You’re okay.” His fingers traced circles on my thighs, grounding me, and his warmth enveloped me. “I’m not ready for you to come yet.”
“What are you…” He was carefully coating a large dildo in lube, a smile dancing on his lips when he met my gaze.
“Remember our deal. Ready?”
I swallowed hard but nodded.
His smile grew warmer, but it didn’t lessen the anticipation. He settled between my legs again, massaging one thigh while he positioned the tip of the toy against me. My heart raced.
“What is the oldest city in the world?” he whispered so softly I doubted the video recording picked it up.
The round head of the dildo pressed against my hole and stopped.
“Answer the question, Iggy.”
What was the question again?
I blinked several times. He pulled the dildo away.
“Aleppo, Syria.”
“Now that’s more like it.” He pushed slowly, giving me time to adjust to the stretch. A burn seared through me but quickly faded to a dull ache.
“You can take more, can’t you, baby?”
“Yes.”
Kieran moved the dildo inside me. The slow drag and pushmirrored our breathing, and before long, I was arching into it. Every shallow thrust left me gasping for more until I was writhing beneath him in complete surrender.