Page 119 of The Wedding

“Holy shit,” Etta said, her smirk too much to bear. “That was… hot.”

You’re telling me!That heat was all over her thighs and dripping down her ass. She didn’t squirt often, but when she did, she damn well made it count.

“Hope you’re not finished yet.” Etta snuggled in next to her, kissing her shoulder as she pushed against Jamie’s chest. “Tell me, are you finished?”

Gasping, Jamie felt the power renewing in her body.I’ve had two… and a half… orgasms in half an hour… monster…“No, ma’am. I am always willing for more.”

“That’s what I like to hear. Get out the lube.” Etta grimaced. “The normal kind.”

Wearily, Jamie reached across the bed and opened the other nightstand. There wasn’t a lot of reasons to use lube in their relationship, but they always had it on standby, and apparently Etta had a damn good reason to want it.

The moment she had it in her hand, Etta pounced on her, bringing her so close that she yelped in excitement.

“Before we get married…” Etta’s voice reverberated against her body, and she couldn’t tell what were shivers of arousal and what washer. “I want to know every part of your body. There’s still one thing I have yet to experience with you.”

Her hand smacked Jamie’s ass, sending her halfway across the bedwith a shriek.

“No?” Etta asked.

Jamie wasn’t saying no to anything yet. “I never said no, ma’am.”

She was in her arms, pinned beneath her half-naked body, feeling her grind her trousers against her bare ass as her fingers moved beneath her and found her wetness. “You are so wet.” Etta bit her ear, enough to make her groan once more. “Even for you, you’re wet.”

At this point in their lovemaking, Jamie should not have been surprised when Etta’s finger trailed from her wetness to her ass. Yet she soundlessly gasped, automatically clenching before she had the chance to slip her finger in.

“Relax,” Etta bade her. “If you really want me to stop, you know your safe word, but try not to resist.”

How could she not? Every inclination told her that it was unnatural for even her fiancée to touch her there. That didn’t mean Jamie didn’t want her to… but fighting against instinct was never easy for anyone.

“Oh!” She grabbed the pillow beneath her as Etta’s finger finally made its way in.

She was not shocked when she said her next few words. “I’m going to fuck your ass, Jamie. You’re going to come harder than you ever have before.”

Was that a challenge?

“Yes!” How did that word slip from her mouth as Etta readied the double-ended toy and pressed the longer end against her ass? Was Jamie so far gone in their scene that she would literally do anything? Probably. When it came to Etta and what she incited in their bedroom, anything was possible. Like fucking her in the ass.

“Have you ever had someone inside you here?” Etta parted Jamie’s flesh, fingers cool from the smooth lube. “I want to know if I am the first.”

“No,” Jamie mumbled. “I mean, nobody’s ever been in there.”

“So, I’m the first to take your ass? I didn’t think there was a virginal spoton your body.”

You may be surprised.Jamie had never been into the idea of anal sex… until now, when it was at her back doorstep. The head of the toy teased her opening, but did not charge forward. Nor did it ease forward. Not yet. “I want you to be the first, ma’am.”

“You want me to fuck your ass?” Her hand curled beneath Jamie’s chin, cinching her throat. “Do you want me to own your body?”

Powerful. Jamie felt powerful – Etta felt powerful on top of her. Together, their power was unprecedented, and it helped that Etta eased her hand down Jamie’s chest, grabbing her breasts while growling against her skin. She inched forward, and Jamie took deep, quivering breaths to keep from clenching.

“Yes, Mistress,” she muttered. “Take all of me. I want you to be the first and only one.” Jamie had been with a few other partners, but none of them had touched her there. Some of them brought it up, but she wasn’t comfortable with them like she was with Etta. Neither were they worthy of having every inch she could give to a lover. Not like Etta was. “It’s all yours.”

“Damn right, it’s all mine. Everything you possess, I own.” Etta held her hips, the double-ended toy advancing whether Jamie clenched or not. “You have to relax, though. Once I’m in, it’ll be easier.”

Jamie trusted her, but it was hard to believe in those first few seconds when the toy took its time entering her. At first, Jamie resisted. Then it was in, Etta claiming the last piece of Jamie that had yet to be claimed.

It was unlike anything she ever experienced before. That much was definitely true. Etta was slow at first, but it still showed Jamie how different this kind of sensation was. Tight. Deep.

Etta told her how good it felt, how beautiful she was, and how happy she was to share this moment with her. Then she fucked Jamie, her hips slamming the toy into her and making damn well sure she couldnever call that hole virginal again.