Page 43 of Trusting the Fall
“I’ve never been on one,” she answers without a moment’s thought. “Now, can you be naked?” She groans, but I’m stuck on her answer. She’s never been on a date? What kind of men has this woman been wasting time with?
I quickly push away the thought because I don’t want to think about her with other men. And I’ll show her why none of them matter anyway. I’ll show her what it is she’s been missing. Me.
I don’t say a word as I lift my hips to pull my sweats down, earning a gasp.
“Did you come here commando?”
“Why waste time with underwear? You only want me when I’m naked.” I tease and lick a long path from her collarbone up her neck and suck on the skin behind her ear. She writhes in my lap in response.
“Not true. You can keep your clothes on when you fuck me. I just prefer it when we’re naked.”
I stand up, keeping her locked around me, and slap her arse. A little squeal escapes her as I turn us around and drop her to the bed.
I yank her shorts off and see her bare little pussy glistening.
“Such a smartarse,” I say before swiping my tongue hard up her core and flicking at the ring on her clit. “Perhaps I need to teach you a lesson.”
I watch as her eyes flare and her throat bobs. Moving over to her bedside table, I reach in for a condom, lube and the hot pink vibrator I spied last time I was here. I walk back to the end of the bed, grabbing hold of her ankles and yanking her until her arse is perched on the edge of the mattress.
“Tell me, Bombshell,” I say, opening the lube and squeezing some onto my fingers, “has anyone ever fucked you here?” I bring my middle and forefinger behind her, teasing at her arsehole. She gasps and closes her eyes before nodding.
“Did you like it?” I whisper, adding my thumb to stroke at her pussy while my fingers continue to stretch out her arse.
She murmurs her agreement, and I take that as an invitation to push my fingers all the way into each hole. Her mouth drops, her eyes stare wide up at me.
“Have you ever had both your greedy little holes filled at the same time?” She shakes her head and looks both unsure and positively thrilled at the prospect.
“Remember your rules, baby.” I remove my fingers to grab the condom and cover myself, coating my dick and the vibrator in a healthy amount of lube. “Gotta be quiet.”
“Oh, fuck,” she says as she rests her head back against the bed.
I switch on the vibrator, running through the settings until I find one I like, a few short bursts followed by a long drawn-out one.
I stand between her legs, holding them wide as I guide my dick into her arse with slow, shallow thrusts as she relaxes, whimpering as she watches me enter her.
Her tight arse grips me to the point my eyes roll back in my head and I’m doubting my ability to last long enough that this will be good for her. I’m ready to blow my load now.
I’m normally so good at making sure she finishes a few times before I do, but the woman makes me lose my damn mind most of the time.
When I’m buried to the hilt, she lets her head drop with a relieved sigh.
“Just getting started, Bombshell.”
She bites her lip and brings her fingers up to pinch at her nipples, where her chest is heaving out of control.
“Fuck, you’re so stunning, baby.” I keep thrusting slowly, loving how she chokes my cock as I bring the buzzing vibrator to tease over her clit and pussy a few times, transfixed by the sight of her hips rotating to chase the sensation.
“Ready to eat your words?” I tease, and she looks at me with a furrowed brow while I grin like a devil.
I pull out the tip of my cock so I’m hovering at her back entrance and hold the vibrator at her pussy and then in one quick motion, I’m thrusting into her arse while the toy dives into her pussy and I let go of my restraint and fuck both her holes with frenzied speed.
I keep my dick and the toy moving in unison while my girl breathes through high-pitched whines.
“Oh my god.” She whimpers and moves her hands to grip behind her knees, holding herself open to me.
“Good girl, keep yourself spread open for me.” I break out in a sweat as I hold the pace, fucking into her like it’s my life’s mission.
Our restrained groans fill the room as we attempt to rein in the sounds that are normally unleashed in here. It seems to heighten the sensations, knowing we need to be quieter than normal. I feel my balls drawing up, ready to unload in her, but not like this.
