Page 78 of Off-Limits

I bite through the burn, and after a few seconds, I adjust to his finger, and it starts to feel surprisingly good. Closing my eyes, I allow myself to sink into the moment and just be.

Damon’s hot breath fans across my ear.

“You are perfect, and so is this ass of yours. I can’t wait to sink balls deep inside of you and own you completely.”

Goosebumps pepper my skin, my pussy clenching around nothing, and when I feel more cold liquid, followed by another finger, I gasp. It takes my breath away for a moment.

“You’re doing so well, baby, so fucking well. Just a little more, ok?”

“Yes, Sir,” I breathe, feeling myself relax.

Damon groans, pumps his fingers in and out a few times before stopping.

“I’m going to replace my fingers with the princess plug now. It will hurt and feel uncomfortable initially, but over time, you should adjust. If you feel sore or any discomfort, I want you to come and tell me. You don’t remove it unless I say so. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I am never going to get sick of hearing you call me that.”

I smile at that, but when he removes his fingers andmore lube covers my asshole, I suck in a breath, waiting. Something cold and bulbous starts probing my hole before I start to feel more pressure, and unconsciously I clench up.

“Relax, baby, it will be much easier and enjoyable if you do.”

Taking in a few deep breaths, I force myself to relax, and on the last breath out, the plug slips in.

“Fuck,” I curse, clenching again.

“Such a good girl, Blossom. I’m harder than nails right now seeing you over my lap with this plug in your tight ass. Believe me when I say this is going to be agony for me, knowing this is inside of you.”

He taps my ass, and I stand. Damon holds me around the waist until I’m upright, chewing on his lip and sending my bits to gush. Maybe we could have a quickie…

“Get that look off your face, minx. We don’t have time, and I know you’re still sore.”

“But…”

“But nothing. Get your clothes on and head downstairs, I’ll follow shortly.”

Deflated, I nod my head and slip back into my overalls. Grabbing my belongings from his room, I walk past the kitchen, halting at the front door when he calls my name.

“Dottie?”

“Hmm?”

“That’s a vibrating princess plug, baby, and I have the remote.”

Fucking hell, why is that both hot and embarrassing?

Damon slips his head around the corner with a smirk on his face.

“Now go, before I turn it on for not listening.”

Opening the door, I’m out of there so quick, hearingDamon’s chuckle fading the closer I get to the bottom of the staircase.

Asshole.

Then a plan hatches, a devious one, one that will definitely have my ass vibrating, and maybe red from punishment, but it will be worth it. Especially if I can have him as hard up as I’m feeling right now.

I enter the office with a smile, only to have it drop from my face when I see Kerry-Anne and Arrie talking. As if sensing me, my uptight aunty turns around with a scowl on her face.