JAXSON
THE WHOLE PART-OF-THE-PLEASURE-IS-THE-PAIN THING WASN’T exactly something I was down with.
My hands shook as I tore open the packaging for the butt plug. I knew what to do with it, of course, even if I’d never actually touched one.
Still, I stared at the open box. The objective of the item was to allow her anus to tightly wrap around my cock’s entire length. I had to admit, I wanted to know what it felt like.
Even just once.
I glanced down at the bed where Sadie laid naked on her stomach, her glossy hair spilling on her shoulders. “You sure about this?” I asked.
We’d waited two days since buying it, letting it sit in the drawer of the bedside table until we had the time to spend on it.
It was only seven, and we’d finished the shoot early, had an early dinner, and come back to the villa for a drink or two before exploring the first steps of anal play.
On our way back from the restaurant, Sadie had told me about her concern that if she drank too much, she’d turn out like her father, an alcoholic.
I got it.
Understood it, even.
And her concern was valid.
I had the very same one, which was why I typically paced myself. The past year had been anything but typical though, and I knew I had been using alcohol as a way to forget.
It wasn’t healthy or a good idea.
We’d both agreed we’d stop using liquor to dull the pain, and passed on the after-dinner drinks. It didn’t mean we’d never drink. It meant we understood too much could result in something neither one of us wanted. Besides, for now, we’d found another way to dull the pain.
Each other.
Although I had to admit, ever since Sadie, I hadn’t thought about Jules at all. The pain of losing her seemed to be gone.
Sadie’s eyes smoldered with a heat I swore I could feel as she looked up at me. “I’m sure. I want us both to lose our anal virginity together,” she giggled. “If I hate it, or you do, we won’t do it again. Deal?”
“Deal.” I moved around the bed and pulled her so that her legs hung off it, and then I applied a generous amount of lubricant to the plug and her ass.
She tensed.
“You sure about this?” I asked.
She nodded and closed her eyes. “I am.”
Sliding my fingers inside her to coat her passageway, I took my time, making certain not to rush it.
I wanted her to enjoy it.
Desire raged in my veins as I took my time. I couldn’t get enough of this girl. We fucked every morning, every night, and if we could, during the day, and still I’d still wake up in the middle of the night rock hard.
I wanted to blame it on my year of self-induced celibacy, but the truth was before Sadie I never had the drive I had with her. Sure, I liked to fuck, but nothing like this.
This was all her.
I inserted the tip of the plug ever so much, and paused. “You okay?”
She laughed. “I can’t even feel it yet. I don’t think it’s in me.”
I looked down. Perhaps it wasn’t. “Maybe not.”
“Jaxson, this isn’t a clinical procedure. It’s supposed to be fun and sexy. Relax. I’m not made of glass. I won’t break. Promise.”
I blew out a breath and laughed. She was entirely right.
With my free hand, I found her pussy, and it was so wet with her juices, I think I growled.
“That’s it,” she moaned.
Knowing I had this, I dragged a finger through her pussy and teased her. “Sorry, babe, I’m nervous I’m going to hurt you.”
She looked over her shoulder at me. “You could never hurt me.”
I hoped that was true. I kissed her shoulder and nipped at it before returning my attention back to the plug.
This time I made sure to insert it, stretching her opening the slightest bit as I pushed it in.
Her soft moan told me she was enjoying it and suddenly I couldn’t wait until I could replace the plug with my cock.
Withdrawing it slightly, I pushed it back in, slowing fucking her ass with it as she stretched around it. I went a bit deeper with each thrust, and when I was almost there, I reached around and started to stroke her clit.
“Oh God,” she cried out. “Don’t stop.”
I didn’t. I worked her clit to keep her occupied and the plug at the same time, until the plug was right where it was supposed to be.
Her body was shaking, and she cried out, “Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” I told her. “Now get up on your knees.”
She did.
And that’s when I slid into her tight heat. Fuck. It felt too good. I went slow, watching how she arched her back, how her legs trembled, how much pleasure she was getting from this.
I thrust forward, back and forth. Back and forth.
She moaned and twisted beneath me.
I looked down, enjoying the sight of my dick sliding from her pussy, the plug tight in her ass, and how snug she felt.
I pushed a little farther and thought my eyes might roll back in my head when I did. Nothing had ever felt this good.
Sadie felt it, too. Her hands clasped the sheets, and her cries filled the room. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I pushed in and out of her warm, damp folds. The plug making her pussy so much smaller than it already was. So much tighter around my cock. So unbelievably good.
I paused and pulled out. Her head swiveled in my direction. “What are you doing? Don’t stop.”
“I’m not. Just changing position.” I wanted to laugh when I answered her but didn’t. Instead, I flipped her over and positioned my dick at her opening before I plunged forward.
Deeper.
Harder.
Fuckkkkkk.
My hips smacked against her, moving her entire body. My vision blurred. Her gasps rung in my ear and then her splintered cries of desire pushed me over the edge.
“Oh my God, Jaxson,” she cried.
Stilling, I found the last of my release and refused to leave her tight cocoon. I wanted to stay here all night.
For the rest of my fucking life.