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Maggie crawled onto the bed, straddled my lap, and picked up the second box. “I don’t think you can top the first gift, honestly.”
This one was for both of us, but I didn’t say anything as she untied the ribbon and peeled open the heavy cardboard. “Oh, boy.” She wrinkled her nose as she took the plastic package out of the box. “You got me a butt plug.”
“Have you used one before?”
“No.”
I frowned. “Have you let a man fuck your ass before?”
“Yes, twice.”
“And he didn’t stretch you out properly first? Madonna, these boys today.”
I took the sealed container and pulled it apart. The silicone plug fell onto my chest and Maggie picked it up and tested the weight of it in her palm. “You’ll stop if I say so?”
“Of course. But you won’t.”
“How are you so sure?”
“Because I’ve fingered your ass enough to know that you like it.” I moved my hand between her legs and let my fingers drag through her folds. She was slick and I hadn’t even touched her yet. I pushed a finger inside her pussy and watched her eyelids flutter. Then I added a second and she sighed happily. “Can you reach that drawer? Grab the lube for me.”
With my fingers still inside her, she angled toward the nightstand and managed to get the bottle of lube. I took it from her hand, as well as the plug. Then I motioned her forward. “Vieni qui.Sit on my face.”
She whipped off my sweater and placed her knees on either side of my head. Her pussy filled my vision. Fuck, that was a gorgeous sight. I used my free hand to urge her lower, to put her exactly where I needed, which was with my mouth buried in her slick flesh. I licked and sucked until she was shaking, her moans building in volume, then I maneuvered us so she could brace her arms on the headboard, putting her at a slight angle, ass out.
Using my hands to guide me, I flipped the cap on the bottle of lube and poured it onto the plug. Liquid splashed onto my stomach, but I didn’t care. I got enough on the silicone, then made sure my fingers were coated, as well. I sucked on her clit and spread the lube all around her hole. She tensed up. “Relax,” I broke off to say. “I’m going to make you feel so good, bella.”
I pushed the tip of my finger inside her ass, then resumed my attention on her clit. I waited until she began rocking, seeking more, then I pushed all the way to my bottom knuckle. She panted, her pussy growing even wetter, and I had to suppress my grin. She was going to fucking love this.
A minute or two later I wedged a second finger, then held still to give her time to adjust. Fucking a woman in the ass took patience and planning—two things I excelled at—and I never rushed this part. Even though my cock was screaming for relief, begging for friction, I went slowly. The end result was always worth it.
She began grinding on me, her thighs trembling, and then her muscles tightened. Her body clenched around me and I dimly heard her shouts as I continued to lash her clit with my tongue. When her contractions slowed, I eased up, gentling my movements and withdrawing my fingers. Then, while she was relaxed, I rubbed the blunt end of the plug against her ring of muscle, all still nuzzling her clit. She sighed. I pushed the end inside, not going deep. From there, I advanced, retreated, advanced a bit more. Cazzo, I loved the little sounds she made in her throat, like she couldn’t help herself. My brave, beautiful angel.
After what seemed like forever, it was completely in, the silicone stretching her. I tapped it, vibrating the piece inside her, and she gasped. “Fuck, Vito. What are you doing to me?”
I lapped up more of her juices. “Do you like it?”
“It’s a weird kind of pressure, but I-I can’t think straight. I think I like it.”
“You think?” I fluttered my lips over her clit and her moan echoed off the ceiling.
“Oh, god. I need . . . I need to come. To fuck.Something.”
Not yet. I wanted her to move around and feel the plug brushing her insides. “Take off the rest of my clothes. Get me naked.”
Slowly, she crawled off me and edged off the mattress. “Wow, that’s . . . ” She rested her hand on my thigh, head hanging down as she panted. Her skin was flushed, her clit engorged from my mouth. “Wow.”
“Tell me, bella. Tell me what you feel.”
“I can’t describe it. I’m dying, burning up. I want to both keep it in and push it out at the same time.”
She removed my trousers and briefs, then stripped off each of my socks. Her expression was slack, her eyes hooded, and she moved like she was in a trance. Dio, this woman. I would sell everything, give it all away, if I could see this look on her face every day.
Without being prompted, she leaned over and swallowed the head of my cock, engulfing me in tight heat. My back bowed as lust shot through me. “Fuck!” I hissed and strangled the bedsheets with my fingers.
She hummed, sending little vibrations through me, and I could feel my control slipping, my plan unraveling. I longed to hold her down and shove my dick inside her. But she wasn’t ready, so I inhaled and tried to remain calm.
“That’s it, amore,” I told her, pushing her hair back so I could watch. “Get me nice and ready to take your ass. I can’t wait to be inside it.”