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Better turned into orgasmic way too fast, though, because after only a few thrusts, Dylan started making porn noises. She was always vocal in bed, which I loved. She usually pressed a pillow to her face when I ate her out to drown out her whimpers, and when we fucked, I let her bite my shoulder or my hand, depending on our position. This time was no different. I pushed my index and middle fingers into her mouth, letting her suckle on them while I rode her faster and deeper from behind. My dick was slick with her juices, and the possessive, jealous side of me wanted to test her limits.
“How close are you?”
“Close,” she murmured around my fingers.
“Can I fuck your ass?” I asked. “I think you’re ready. And there’s enough lube.”
I thought she’d freeze for a few seconds. Mull it over. But then I forgot who I was dealing with.
“Yes,” she growled. “Please, fuck my ass hard.”
Say no more.
I began playing with her anus, pushing my middle finger in and out, filling both her holes at the same time. I did it often to help her get used to the sensation, and she immediately made happy noises around my fingers and pressed deeper into me, clenching around my finger ravenously, asking for more. Itwas when she was close to climaxing that I entered my second finger into her. Things got stretchy at this point, and a groan of discomfort escaped her as she rocked against my dick.
“Should I stop?” I asked gently.
“No, no,” she said breathlessly.
Somewhere in the back of my head, I was aware of voices coming from the other side of the stall, of the pounding on the door, the demands that we evacuate because it had been ten minutes, but I didn’t care.
It took everything in me not to come when she climaxed on my cock. By then, I had three fingers in her ass. I spread them out too. Made sure she was completely ready. Her asshole vibrated, asking for more. I leaned in to kiss the side of her neck again. I didn’t know why, but I was particularly fond of that place.
“When I fuck your beautiful, tight hole, it’s going to hurt at first. The pressure will be uncomfortable. You might feel like you need to go to the bathroom. You might release some air. If you want to stop, just let me know. I won’t be disappointed.”
Understatement of the century. She’d already fulfilled every single one of my fantasies by merely existing.
Dylan clutched onto the coat hanger harder, her knuckles whitening. “Just get inside, Rhy. I don’t care if I fart on you—I want my ass fucked.”
Holy shit. Was I falling in love?
I slipped out of her pussy, pressing home into her asshole. I did it gradually but also not so slowly as to make it excruciating. I had no idea what organ my dick was hitting by the time I was fully settled inside her. I just knew it felt like a slice of heaven.
I tipped my head back and closed my eyes, groaning. Nothing in this world was supposed to feel this good.
“How’re you feeling, Cosmos?” I asked groggily. I was going to come as soon as I stopped holding my breath. That was how intense the pleasure was.
“Good. So good,” she purred, wiggling her ass a little, making my balls tickle. “This hits so different. I can’t believe I’ve never tried anal before.”
My eyes snapped open. She’d never tried anal before? I didn’t know why it shocked me. Maybe because Tucker seemed like the kind of asshole who’d want it all. Maybe because she’d been open to it from day one, never voicing any concern. I was prepping her for my size, not the experience itself. Whatever the hell it was, a delicious feeling spread in my bones.
I grabbed her by the waist with both hands and started fucking her ass. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and neither would she—the pleasure was too much—so I took full advantage of our position to extort her.
“Cosmos?”
“Hmm?” she cried, her cheek pressing against the door people were pounding on as I drilled into her again and again.
“I have a job offer for you.”
She grunted in response. I doubted she was of sound mind right now. I knew I wasn’t, considering what was about to leave my mouth.
“Is this really”—pant—“the time?” Pant.
“I want to extend our fiancée-for-hire arrangement for six months at a set price of $100K per month. After the six months are up, we’ll break our engagement and announce it to Bruce. Good for my business. Good for your med school. Good for everyone.”
Other than my bank account, but I needn’t worry about it, now that Bruce had signed the contract.
“I’ll have to think about it.”