Chapter 26

Moira

Zach carries me in a fireman’s hold into the house, slamming the door behind with his foot. Straight down the small hallway and into the bathroom.

As he sets me down gently on my feet, I look at him. His eyes are fierce and his body is practically vibrating with energy.

“Get undressed,” he orders me as he turns the shower on.

“But… I’m ready—”

“No talking, Moira,” he says with unrestrained hunger. “For tonight… I’m in absolute control.”

Turning my back to him, I say softly, “I need you to unzip me.”

Zach steps in close to my body and rests his fingers on my shoulders. I can feel them shaking, and the knowledge that he’s about to come undone almost causes my knees to buckle. He leans down and bites me on my shoulder, then drags the zipper down my back. Reaching up, he gently pushes the material down past my breasts, ribs, hips, and lets it pool to the floor.

Then he steps away and starts taking his own clothes off, his eyes burning into me the entire time.

The shower is so small, it barely fits the two of us in there, but I find a benefit to that. He’s pressed up close to me, my back to his front. I watch as his large hands take the body wash and squirts a large puddle into his palm. Holding his arms out in front of me so I can see, he slowly lathers his hands up and my breath catches in my chest. Because I know what he’s going to do with those slick, soapy fingers.

The hot water cascades around us as Zach tells me, “Bend over and put your hands on the wall.”

I immediately comply and suck in a deep breath as he starts massaging the lather into my butt cheeks. Working closer to my ass, he surprises me when he moves one hand around my front to slip a finger into my pussy, massaging my inner walls and causing me to sigh in pleasure. His finger slips out and pulls up, now rubbing in circles around my clit as his other hand continues to knead at one of my ass cheeks.

Faster and faster he rubs at my sensitive knot until an orgasm quakes through me, leaving me shaking, yet oddly still needful.

Because I know we are only just getting started.

“Beautiful,” Zach murmurs as he slides his finger back to my anus, where he gently circles it. The lather has been washed away, so he grabs the body wash again, pouring it directly onto my ass and bringing his finger up to catch the creamy slickness.

When his finger comes back down to my back entrance, he gently pushes against me, slipping his finger in all the way. My body stretches nicely around him, and I groan over the feeling. My nerve endings are sparking hot and with no will of my own, I start pushing my backside against his finger.

Zach brings his free hand down with a stinging slap to my ass, causing me to yelp. He chuckles but then says darkly, “No moving. I’ve got a lot more to give you, and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

As if to prove his ominous message, Zach pulls his finger out, and then starts to push two back in.

Oh, well… okay, that feels a bit different. There’s a slight sting around the opening, but he goes slowly. As I take a sucking breath into my lungs, he pushes both digits all the way in deeply. Holding still for a few moments, he starts to gently move them in and out of me, letting my tight passage stretch and accommodate. The stinging sensation diminishes, and Zach knows I’m ready for more because of the soft moans fluttering over my lips. It’s torture, but I keep my body absolutely still so he can work at his own pace.

Zach pulls his fingers free, adds more body wash, and then says, “Hold on, baby. I’m giving you one more finger.”

Anxiety tightens my chest as I prepare for the invasion, but he goes so slowly… so gently, that I’m amazed that the stinging is no greater than when he put two fingers inside of me. He thrusts them in deeply and pulls them back with exquisite tenderness. In and out, in and out, and a pleasurable convulsion rumbles through me. I can’t help it… I push back against him, wanting to feel him even deeper, and I’m rewarded with another crack of his palm on my ass.

“Ooohhh,” I moan, because the hurt actually feels so good.

Zach pumps his fingers in deep again, and then stills for a moment. Suddenly, the most intense feeling occurs… fullness such as I’ve never felt back there as I realize he’s pulling his fingers apart, stretching me even further. It feels amazing, and I think I could come this way if he kept at it.

Reaching around my chest with an arm, Zach pulls me up into a standing position with his fingers still deep inside of me. He leans his head in and nuzzles at my temple. “Okay, I want you to ride my fingers for a bit.”

My head falls back onto his shoulder with surrender, and my hips immediately start gyrating and pumping against his hand. He doesn’t help me at all, keeping his hand absolutely still, but soon I learn a rhythm and then I’m grinding down on him, feeling the knuckles at the base of his fingers pushing against my pussy lips.

Zach hisses against me. “Fuck, that’s sexy.”

He drops his hand down that is holding me up by the chest, bringing it to my front. Pushing his way past the slick folds, he pinches my clit lightly between his thumb and forefinger and then I’m shrieking out as I start to climax violently.

“Yes, oh yes,” I cry over and over again. “Fuck… Fuck.”

When my tremors slow but not cease, Zach pulls his fingers out of me and leans over to turn the shower off. He steps out first and sweeps me up into his arms, which is a good thing because I’m absolutely boneless and weakened.

Zach carries me into the bedroom and practically tosses me onto the bed, soaking wet. I start to turn over on my stomach, but he says, “Don’t. I want you on your back when I do this.”

“My back?” I ask in confusion, thinking maybe that last orgasm rendered me stupid. I thought we needed to do “this” doggie style.

“Trust me,” he says with a grin as he leans over to the bedside table and opens the drawer. My heart starts a stuttering thump when I see him pull out the lube and toss it on the bed beside me. He then reaches out and pulls out a flesh-colored, vibrating dildo that’s not mine. I’ve never even seen it before. Turning to me, his look is sinful when he turns the base and it starts buzzing.

Holding it out for me to inspect, he says, “I bought this on Amazon. It’s got a butterfly on the front to hold against your clit, and it’s eight solid inches that I’m going to fill your pussy with when I’m fucking your ass.”

My entire body shudders over the thought… over Zach’s filthy words… and by the unrestrained lust I see in his eyes. My gaze flicks downward, and his cock is practically sticking straight up. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen it this hard. I reach my hand out to touch him, but he steps away from me.

“No touching. I almost fucking came in the shower just watching what I was doing to you,” he says in a moment of complete and utter honesty. “Now lay back and spread your legs for me.”

I ease back onto the bed, making sure there’s enough room for him to crawl up and join me. My heart is thundering, and I’ve never been more wildly excited for something in my entire life. I’m giving something to Zach that I’ve never given to another person, and he’s accepting something he’s never had before.

Zach crawls onto the bed and kneels down in between my legs. He turns the dildo off, placing it next to my hip. I eye it with fascination. Reaching out, he puts his hands on my breasts and gently squeezes them for a moment. Then his hands move to my face and he leans in and kisses me, softly and deeply… with quiet hunger.

When he pulls back, he places his hands under the backs of my knees and spreads my legs wider, lifting up and pushing them back… way back… until the tops of my thighs mash against my breasts and my ass lifts off the bed. I’m splayed open for him, completely vulnerable.

“Put your hands here,” Zach indicates with a nod to where he’s holding my legs. “I need you to hold yourself open like this for me.”

A rushing gasp of air pours out of me, and I suck another lungful back in. “Where in the world did you learn this?” I ask him in wonder as my hands come up to hold my legs in place. He seems to know exactly what he’s doing, and I’m amazed.

Reaching over to the lube, Zach gives me a wide grin. “There’s an instructional video online. Two porns stars did it. I’m not following it exactly, and their instruction involved these weird-looking things called anal beads, but I got the gist of it.”

“Oh, God,” I mutter. Zach learned about anal sex off the Internet. There’s a freakin’ instructional video?

Flipping the cap open, the snapping sound draws my attention to what he’s doing. He squirts out a clear liquid onto his fingers and brings his hand down. I tense for an assault on my ass, but he merely rubs the slickness onto my pussy, sticking two fingers into me before pulling them out to rub against my clit. My entire body bucks because I’m so sensitive there, but then his hand is gone and he’s squirting more lube onto his fingers.

I watch in avid fascination and a little bit of fear as he smears the gel onto his cock, wrapping his enormous hand around it and stroking himself a few times. He then takes the lube and squirts some more onto the tender tissue at the base of my pussy, and I feel it trickle down over my tight opening.

With this thumb, Zach flips the cap of the lube closed and tosses it down to the bed. He puts a hand on the back of one of my thighs, bringing his wet fingers down between my legs, catching the puddle of lube and sliding it down over my anus. With slow surety, he pushes three fingers back into my ass. I’m amazed there’s not even a bite of pain. Clearly, the way he worked me earlier helped to stretch me, and my heart melts over his tender foresight.

I don’t even have a chance to enjoy his fingers because when he sees how easy he slides into me, he’s pulling them back out and taking ahold of his cock. I swallow hard as I watch Zach’s eyes glitter with excitement as he guides the tip to my ass. It’s warm and pulsing when it touches my tight tissue, and a sizzle of fear and lust swells within me.

Zach’s eyes rise to mine, and he murmurs, “Do you trust me?”

“Implicitly,” I tell him with surety.

A breathtaking smile spreads across Zach’s face. “You really do, don’t you?”

“I know you’d never hurt me.”

Zach nods and says, “Deep breath in, baby girl. Then let it out slowly.”

I do as he asks, expanding my chest to nearly bursting with the precious oxygen I’m sure I’ll be missing later, and then I start to let it out. Slowly… slowly… and when my lungs are nearly depleted, Zach pushes forward with his hips, sinking the tip of his cock into my ass.

Oh, the burn. There’s a slightly more biting sting because his cock is bigger than his three fingers put together, but he immediately pops past the tight ring of muscles surrounding the opening.

I gasp out loud, and Zach gentles me with his words. “Easy, baby. You’ve got more to take.”

“I don’t know if I can,” I tell him, even as at the same time my body is begging him to push forward.

“You can. You will,” is all he says as his face tightens in concentration.

With the mushroomed head of his shaft held firmly by my tight muscles, Zach places both of his hands on the backs of my thighs, right below mine, and starts to sink deeper into me.

An animalistic groan starts rumbling deep within him… I can hear it purring and getting louder and louder the further he falls into me.

Inch after amazing inch slides into my ass, and my gaze is pinned hard on his thick cock as it disappears into my darkest, most secret of places on my body. The initial sting lessens, then warms, and then sizzles nicely as the nerve endings in my passage are massaged by his movement.

Finally… finally he’s in to the hilt. I look up to see his face contorted in rapture and his jaw locked hard, as he stares down at our union.

Slowly, he drags his gaze up to me, and our eyes slam into each other. We share a look such as we’ve never had before. It’s filled with awe… respect… lust… and there, on Zach’s face, something I’ve never seen before. He holds me in his heart. Yes, I can see it clearly, and it makes me physically melt around him.

“This feels so fucking good, Moira,” he says through gritted teeth.

I want to tell him the same, because it does… it feels amazing, but I’m so overwhelmed with feeling and emotion right now that I can’t even open my mouth.

Zach pulls slowly out, sinking back down into me. “Are you okay?” he asks with an almost a pain-filled voice.

I nod my head and then turn my gaze back down my body, as I watch his cock start to move slowly in and out of me. Zach groans and hisses from the contact, and I can’t help the keening sound of pleasure that starts to slide from my lips. The pressure… the fullness… the tingling nerve endings and tremors that race through my ass as he plunders it.

“Oh, God,” Zach moans as he sinks into me and holds still. “I’m not going to last long.”

“It’s okay,” I gasp out as I feel his cock inside of me jumping with excitement to unload. “Let loose.”

Zach shakes his head furiously. “Not until you come again. Make sure you hold your legs up.”

I tighten my grip, which had become lax due to Zach taking control and keeping my legs spread and my ass raised off the bed. Zach grabs the dildo and quickly squirts some lube on it, all while he remains lodged balls deep in my ass. Twisting the base, the humming noise fills the air and my pussy quivers in excitement.

Zach strokes the dildo with his hand, getting it good and greased up… not that I need it. I can feel the wetness dripping out of me and the cooling of the air conditioner against my flesh. Eight inches… slightly smaller than Zach’s own cock… gets pushed to my entrance where Zach rubs the head there for a moment, grazing it a few times over my clit, which causes me to cry out each time.

With a sudden thrust, Zach shoves the dildo deep into my pussy, angling the butterflied appendage against my clit, and an agonizing shriek of pleasure tears out of me. My hips buck hard, and I almost dislodge Zach completely from my body.

“Shh,” Zach whispers to me. “Easy.”

Tremors race through my body, so filled I am in both holes from Zach’s cock and the massive dildo. The butterfly buzzes against my sensitive skin, and I know I’m only a moment away from what I’m guessing is an orgasm that’s going to send me into a coma. The feelings inside of me are so overwhelming that I don’t know if I can handle them.

“Are you ready?” Zach asks, and my eyes fly to his. “Ready to get fucked hard?”

“Oh, God,” I whisper. “Oh, God.”

Zach starts moving the dildo in and out of me, gently at first, and then with more force. When he has a nice thrusting motion, which is lodging it deep within me on every down stroke, he starts pumping his hips, the movement of his cock within my ass causing a massive, shuddering quake to roll through me.

“More,” pops out of my mouth when I realize that Zach is holding back on me.

“Fuck,” he hisses and then starts slamming his cock in and out, his balls slapping against my skin.

The muscles across my lower back start to constrict and boiling pressure between my legs starts to build. Zach fucks me with the dildo just as hard, ramming at me from both sides, hitting my clit with the vibrating attachment.

An explosion hits me dead center, deep within my core, and bursts outward, racing up my spine, seizing my brain and causing my fingers to dig painfully into the tender skin on my thighs.

I scream louder than I’ve ever screamed in my life as my entire body seizes and contracts, then shudders violently from head to toe. My hands start to slide from the hold I have on my legs, and Zach suddenly releases the dildo, which is still lodged deep within me. His hands come up to grab the backs of my legs, pushing them back even further so he can lean over me. He pounds into my ass, downward now because of his angle, which pushes the dildo in deeper and lodges the vibrating butterfly right onto my clit again.

I scream again as another orgasms bursts forth through my body, and tears start pouring out of my eyes from the overload of pleasure. I start sobbing in relief… release… lust… love, and Zach pounds into me hard while words pour out of his mouth.

Oh, Moira… never felt this way before.

Everything’s changed.

So fucking good. How can it be this good?

Finally, he pushes in all the way, to the base of his cock, and his fingers dig in painfully to the skin on my legs. He throws his head back, muscles in his neck corded tight and a vein in his temple throbbing violently. Zach opens his mouth, closes his eyes tight, and lets out an animal howl of pleasure as he starts to come, his entire body lurching… trying to get deeper with every spurt of seed he pours into me.

He comes, and he comes, and he comes, and he is utterly magnificent… astonishingly beautiful… my uncivilized man.

Zach’s eyes finally open, and his head angles down to look at me with glazed eyes. When our gazes meet, another shudder rips through his body and he lets out a stuttering breath.

Awareness seems to filter back in his eyes, and his look becomes worried. “Oh, God… are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

I shake my head rapidly, and my voice is thick with emotion when I say, “No. It was amazing. You’re amazing.”

Zach reaches out and gently takes the dildo out of me, turning it off and tossing it on the floor. He slowly pulls his cock out of my ass, and I feel a rush of warm fluid pour out, causing a tiny tremor to run through me. I feel so empty when he’s gone, but he replaces my need for fulfillment by immediately dropping down on top of me and wrapping his arms tight around my body. Rolling to his side, he takes me with him and murmurs into my hair, “Oh, Moira. Moira, Moira, Moira.”

He squeezes me tight, almost holding on to me in desperate fashion. My hands come up to stroke at his hair, while he pushes his face into the crook of my neck.

Suddenly, I feel something wet against my skin, and Zach shivers in my arms. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a quiver.

“I don’t want to leave you,” he says… almost desolately.

My heart constricts… cramps… rolls over and almost dies at the pain in his voice. Because while he says he doesn’t want to leave me, it doesn’t mean that he’s not going to.

I decide to put my heart on the line, because if I don’t, I could lose everything that has become dearest to me. Fisting his hair, I pull his head away from my neck and see the shimmer of wetness still in his eyes… swimming with such yearning and pain.

I lean in and place my lips over one eye, feeling it flutter closed. I kiss him softly on the tender skin, feeling his lashes against me and tasting the salt of his tears.

Pulling back, I wait until I can see those beautiful blue eyes, and I tell him with overwhelming feeling. “I love you, Zach. I don’t want you to go.”

He sighs gently with a tender smile, and he presses his mouth to mine. “Let’s just lay here like this for a while. I don’t want this moment to end, because everything always seems to end for me.”

I can’t deny his request, so I don’t push further at him. I made my feelings known, and now he holds my heart. It’s up to him to decide what to do with it.