I sink my teeth into my bottom lip. “I’m writing a scene where they all take her. And I want to know… what it would be like. Not being with multiple people. But…” I scrub my hands over my face as my cheeks burn, but Justin reaches over and pulls my hands away.
“Tell me.”
“When I’ve written male-male stuff, I don’t have a frame of reference for what anal would feel like for a man any more than what coming feels like for a man, so I read other books and had queer male beta readers. I know I don’t have to know what it’s like to write it. I can research and talk to women who have experienced it, but?—”
“You want to know. It’s okay to want to explore that.”
“I more than want to. I’mdesperate.”
“Turn that off,” Justin growls, gesturing to my laptop.
I scramble to do it. Then he’s yanking me off the couch and leading me to the bathroom.
“Since you’ve never done this before, I’ll help you prep. Idon’t have a ton of experience, but I’ve done it a few times and know what needs to be done.”
I suck in a shaky breath.
“It’s okay if you’re nervous. And if you want to stop at any point, say the word and we will.”
I nod, body trembling with both anticipation and nerves.
Standing in the middle of the bathroom, Justin strips me down, and when he gets to my underwear, he groans. “Christ, darlin’. These are soaked.”
“I told you,” I moan as he kisses my neck.
Then his hand comes down on my ass in a crisp smack. I whine in response.
“I can’t wait to take this perfect ass. But first, let’s get you prepped.”
Justin takes me through an entire routine, starting in the shower, then moving to the bedroom, where he uses the anal vibrator I bought but never used to help get me ready. It’s unsettling at first, but as I relax, it feels amazing, and I’m craving more. I need him.
I’m lying on my side on the bed, my right hand resting on a pillow, with Justin behind me.
“Tell me exactly what you want,” he rumbles.
“I want the super thin clit stimulator. I can hold that with my left hand. Then I want a toy for my pussy… and you for?—”
He sinks his mouth over mine in a rough kiss.
“What toy do you want?”
I lock eyes with him, and he instantly knows.
The Beast.
He pulls it from the drawer and squirts some lube on it, then hands me the clit stimulator.
“I’m going to start slow,” he rasps.
Since this one is tapered, it gives a little more control over how much I take.
“Wait. I want you inside me first. I care more aboutthat than the toy.”
He lets out a shuddery breath. “As you wish, darlin’.”
Turning my head, I watch as he squirts some lube onto his cock and strokes himself.
I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I’m nervous, but I want to know what it feels like.
