Page 113 of Effortless

He stands behind me, pressing his erection against my ass and grinds against me.

“I love seeing you like this,” he says lowly in my ear.

I shiver at the feel of his breath.

“Is it hurting?”

“A little,” I admit, wiggling around a bit, “but it’s a good hurt.”

“That’s good. If it gets too much, you need to tell me, okay?”

I hear the sound of his zipper and then his jeans dropping to the floor.

With one hand on my lower back, he rubs his erection against my center.

“Are you ready?”

Am I ready? I have no idea. The plug is still inside me and he’s about to enter me, too.

“Yes.” I nod, my cheek rubbing against the countertop.

“I’ll go slow,” he promises.

With gentleness I didn’t know he had with sex, he eases inside, slowly filling me up.

He groans at the tightness and I make a low noise from the back of my throat.

“Holy shit. It’s always amazing with you but this is…”

“Out of this world,” I answer for him.

“Yeah. Can I move? I need to move, Had.”

“Yes, please. Slow but I need more of you.”

Inch by inch he slides in, filling me up more than ever before. With the angle and the plug still inside me, my eyes roll to the back of my head and sweat beads on my forehead.

“Oh my gosh,” I moan.

“Good?” he grunts.

“So good. Faster.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes, Cash. I need you to move faster and fuck me already!”

I have no idea where the words come from, but it seems to trigger something in him. He picks up the pace, pounding against me while holding my hands at the base of my back and his other hand keeping the plug in place.

The mix of our bodies slapping together and our heavy pants is so erotic.

Cash releases my hands and slips a hand around to rub his thumb against my clit.

“I’m close. So… c..c…lose.”

“Me, too,” he growls.

He comes immediately after me. Carnal shouts echo around us in his kitchen.