Page 53 of By Invitation Only

“Ah fuck,” she hissed.

My finger rimmed the hole, and I whispered against her neck, “You like that?”

I wet my finger again with her arousal and slid my hand back the short distance, adding pressure as she moaned, “I… I don’t know.”

Everything stilled, and I rose my head to look into her eyes. “You’ve never done this before?”

She shook her head. “No.”

I smiled. “I’ve wanted to take your arse since I first saw it.”

She stared into my blues, and I wet my finger again before rimming the sweet puckered flesh. My finger slipped in the tiniest bit, seeking approval. She sucked in a breath and then whispered, “Okay.”

I felt the small opening relax, allowing my finger to slip in just a little more. Her hands left me and fisted the bedsheets as she leaned her head back exposing her throat. I latched on, sucking again as my finger pushed in, retreated and then pushed in some more.

“Oh, god,” she groaned.

“Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Don’t stop.”

She was so tight as I worked my finger in more. “Hold on,” I stated and rose.

“Wait,” Peyton protested.

“One sec.” I opened the top drawer of the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube.

“Oh,” she said, looking over at me.

I didn’t say anything as I lay beside her again and coated my finger with the lube. She spread her legs, tilted her hips up, and I returned my hand to her puckered rim.

“Give me your mouth again, beautiful,” I said and kissed her again. I wanted her to focus on my tongue as I slipped my finger in inch by inch. She moaned into my mouth as my finger worked its way to stretch her. Once it was fully in, I added another one slowly.

“Does it feel good?” I asked, breaking our lips apart.

She hesitated before answering, “Yes. I want more.”

I grinned down at her. “You don’t need to ask me twice.”

I rose and quickly discarded my clothes while Peyton tossed her dress onto the floor. After I grabbed a condom and made sure the lube was within reach, I sat on the end of the bed, my knees bent and my legs on the floor. I sheathed myself, put a load of lube on my dick and then I motioned for her to straddle my hips.

She blinked.

“You’ll be in control,” I clarified. Since it was her first time, I wanted Peyton to go as slow or as fast as she wanted to.

A small smile graced her lips, and she did as I wanted. We were face to face, only an inch apart. As she lowered onto my cock, our eyes stayed locked on each other. I spread her arse as wide as it would go while she held my shaft steady. Peyton’s breathing became labored as she got lower, so to build her arousal, I reached between us and circled her clit with my thumb. She moaned and slipped down another inch.Fuck, she was tight.As my dick penetrated her, I groaned because it felt phenomenal. The thought of going where no man had gone before was causing my balls to tighten, and I was on the verge of coming before she was seated.

“Are you okay?” I asked, needing to focus on her words instead of the way she was making me feel.

“It’s tight, and not really the best feeling.”

“Keep going,” I urged. “Once I’m in all the way, you’ll understand.”

She nodded and rose slightly and then lowered again. Our eyes stayed locked on each other, and never before had I felt so consumed by a woman than with Peyton at this moment. She rose again, and this time I added more lube before she lowered. It made it so she fully engulfed me.

“Are you okay?” I asked again.

“Yes,” she breathed, and started to glide up and down.