Page 75 of Made for Wilde

“Play with your clit, baby,” I rumble. “That will help with the pain.”

Charlotte reaches between her legs and starts to rub in tight circles.

I work her open slowly, watching for any signs of discomfort. Her moans urge me on, the way she pushes back against my hand telling me she’s enjoying this new sensation.

When I’m satisfied she’s ready, I reach for the toy and the lube. I coat the plug generously and make sure it’s slick enough for easy entry. Then I position it at her entrance and press just slightly.

“Ready?” I ask.

Charlotte nods, her face turned to the side against the pillow. “Yes. I’m ready.”

I push the plug in slowly and watch as her body accepts it inch by inch.

The sight is erotic beyond words.

The black silicone disappearing into her, the way her back arches in response, the small sounds she makes as her body adjusts to the intrusion.

“That’s it,” I encourage her and stroke her lower back. “You’re taking it so well for me.”

When the plug is fully seated, I switch on the vibration.

Charlotte gasps at the sensation.

I give her a moment to adjust. Then I position myself at her pussy, the head of my cock nudging against her wet entrance.

I rub myself against her without pushing in. “How do you feel?”

“Full,” she breathes. “So fucking full. Please, Koda. I need your cock inside me.”

I grip her hips firmly and thrust forward, burying myself inside her in one smooth motion.

The sensation is incredible.

She’s so warm and tight around my cock, and the vibrations from the plug increase the sensation.

“Fuck, Charlotte.” I grit out the words and struggle to maintain control. “You feel so good around me.”

I start to move and set a slow rhythm at first, savoring each thrust. Charlotte moans beneath me, her body trembling as she adjusts to the dual sensations.

Charlotte whimpers and pushes back against me to take me deeper.

“Koda, please. Harder,” she gasps. “I need you to fuck me harder. I want to come so bad.”

I snap my hips forward with more force. “You sound so pretty when you beg, baby.”

I reach around and splay my hand across her stomach. The thought of my seed taking root inside her, creating new life, pushes me closer to the edge faster than I expected.

“I can’t wait to see you grow round with my child,” I pant and drive into her with increasing urgency. “To watch your body change. To have everyone who sees you know that you’re mine.”

Charlotte’s moans grow louder, and her inner walls clench around me. I find her clit and circle it with firm pressure as I continue to pound into her.

“Come for me,” I command. “Come around my cock while that plug vibrates in your ass. Show me how good it feels.”

Charlotte’s orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave. Her body convulses beneath me, inner walls clamping down on my cock so tight I nearly lose it right then. The vibrations from the plug intensify every sensation, and she screams my name into the pillow, her voice raw and broken with pleasure.

“That’s it, baby,” I growl, watching her fall apart around me. “So fucking beautiful when you come.”

Her release triggers mine. The sight of her trembling, the feel of her pussy milking my cock, the knowledge that she’s carrying my child—it all combines into an explosion of sensation that rips through me like lightning.