Page 90 of Boss of Me

My clit twitches at his words. He’s right, of course. He’s broadening my horizons in ways I never dreamed or imagined. If any man can unleash my inner exhibitionist,hecan.

Licking my lips, I hitch my chin toward the lube. “I don’t need that. Not with you.”

“You will tonight.” He fists his cock, giving it a long slow stroke.

I stare at him, my pulse going berserk. “What?—”

“I’m going to fuck your tight little ass, Marlowe,” he rumbles, dark and seductive. “You’re going to take every inch of me like a good girl, and you’re going to come so hard you’ll forget your own fucking name.”

His filthy words set off an avalanche of need inside me, potent and hot and thrilling. I’ve never had anal sex before. I’ve always been curious about it, but I’ve never met a guy I wanted to try it with. Until now.

“Get on all fours.”

I obey without hesitation, pulse racing with excitement as he moves behind me and cups my dewy pussy in his hand. I groan and close my eyes, my hips swiveling as he slowly rubs my clit, the little bundle of nerves knotting tight.

Dropping to his haunches, he smears lube over my asshole and rims me with blunt fingers. With each expert swirl, he presses deeper and deeper into my puckered opening, and I moan as everything inside me clenches painfully.

He murmurs something I can’t make out. Then he pushes his finger all the way in to his knuckle.

A soft cry stutters out of me, the virgin muscles fluttering around him.

“Perfect,” he rumbles. “You’re almost ready.”

His slick digit stirs in my ass, circling and stretching me while the rough pad of his thumb rubs my needy clit. As spasms of raw pleasure roll through me, I moan his name and squeeze my thighs together.

He spanks my right ass cheek, wordlessly commanding me to spread my legs for him so he can have access again. I obeyat once, shivering under the searing heat of his palm. When he drags his tongue down the crack of my ass, I quiver all over, biting into the lounge cushion to muffle my loud moan.

His answering growl thrums in the sultry air around us, his breath fanning over my skin and raising goose bumps. He licks my crease a few more times, the lewd carnality of the gesture coaxing wetness from my pussy, which he spreads over my puckered hole.

Surging to his feet, he squirts more lube down the crack of my ass, parting my cheeks. I moan and roll my hips back, watching over my shoulder as he pours some gel into his hand and lubes up his hard cock.

He then takes me by the shoulders and turns my body toward the end of the lounger. I’m on my hands and knees, my ass lifted high as he kneels behind me with one foot on the floor, his other leg up on the chair.

I tremble as he spreads my cheeks with his hands and presses the head of his cock against my tight opening. My clit pinches and my stomach quivers with anticipation. Anticipation mingled with more than a little fear.

Grasping me by my hips, Gunner slides the first thick inch of his dick inside me, pushing past the puckered ring of muscle.

My breath explodes from my lungs. “Oh God.”

“Press back against me,” he orders roughly.

I do as I’m told, gasping as he buries his cock deeper. My entire body convulses, pleasure mixing with the sharper sting of pain. He’s stretching me impossibly and it hurts like hell but also feels good. How can both be true?

Gunner pauses, his big cock throbbing in my sensitive canal as he grits out, “You all right?”

“Yes,” I gasp, arching my back to push into him.

His animalistic growl makes my skin sizzle and my pussy spasm. When I peer back at him, his eyes are hooded and his jawis set in a brutally tight line. Meeting my gaze, he brings his hand down on my ass cheek in a stinging slap.

I cry out in shock, clenching so tightly around him that he hisses before spanking me again.

I moan deliriously, my legs quaking as he begins moving inside me. His hard cock glides out and then in again, lubricating me with my streaming juices. Tears fill my eyes, pain and pleasure mingling in an unbearable storm of sensation.

He reaches between my spread thighs, tracing lazy circles around my clit to distract me from the discomfort. As my puckered hole loosens up more, he groans approvingly, “That’s it, angel. Open up for me. Take me as deep as you can.”

I whimper as he leans down and takes possession of my mouth the way he’s possessing my virgin ass, spearing his tongue in and out in tandem with his thrusts. The combined sensations are so intense that I have to break the kiss to gasp for breath, turning my head away to rest my cheek against the lounge chair.

I can feel his muscled thighs straining against the backs of mine, each slap of his hips sending ripples over my heated flesh and making my ass jiggle.