“I can do anything I want?” he asks, cocking his eyebrows in excited apprehension and waiting for confirmation. I nod and hum affirmatively, staring up at him through my lashes and rolling my lower lip between my teeth. “Roll over,” he commands, and I turn so my face is against the pillow and my bare back is facing up. He tells me to wait there, and I feel his weight shift off of the mattress as he stands to get something from his bag.
When he climbs back in bed with me, I crane my head to look at him. There’s a black nitrile glove on his right hand, and he snaps the band against his wrist. I shiver, partially because the glove alone is a turn on, and partially because I know where this is going. He straddles me, knees on either side of my naked form, and gently strokes my back, planting a few kisses on my neck and shoulders. His hands reach lower, more eager now, and grab at the flesh of my buttocks, kneading. “So beautiful,” he murmurs. I hear the cap of a lube bottle pop open.
My heartbeat is in my throat as his slick gloved fingers begin to caress my asshole, willing me to open up for him. His left hand snakes around under me and toys with my clit, rubbing in small, fast circles the way he’s quickly learned drives me insane. “There we go,” he coos, feeling me buck into his touch, muffled moans falling into the pillow. He pushes into me, and I can’t tell if it’s one finger or two, but it’s a stretch. I gasp, he groans. Every nerve ending in my body lights up as he slowly pulls back, just to press in again. I adjust to the movement and the fullness as he tells me how well I’m taking it, and the praise goes straight to my clit, making me throb.
My mind wanders to the hoarse, strangled sound of my moans (I lost my voice at a concert the day prior) and I worry they’re not as pretty as my usual symphony of noise. I’m snapped out of my thoughts by his mouth on my ear, warm and wet and whispering “You’re being so good for me right now.” The compliment was exactly what I needed to pull me out of my head and back into my body, where his hands are expertly working me into a frenzy. I’m naked and vulnerable and letting him use my ass, but he’s strong and sturdy and his weight and body heat is a cocoon of comfort. I melt into him, the probing a welcome intrusion.
