Page 80 of Theirs for the Holidays

He chuckles, a dark, luscious sound. “You’ll see,” he vows.

Something about that makes me shiver all over, and he adds a third finger, fucking them into me hard and fast. It occurs to me that I should be self-conscious about the wet sounds that are happening, but it just turns me on more.

Once Rhett is satisfied, and I’m panting and trembling on the bed from the stimulation, he pulls his fingers free. My pussy clenches around nothing, feeling woefully empty.

“Don’t worry,” he murmurs as if he can understand the feeling. “I’m going to fill you up properly in a second.”

His voice is strained, and I know he’s holding back so he won’t hurt me. But I want it. I want to feel him, so I spread my legs a bit wider, dipping my chest down to the bed so he has more access to my pussy.

It puts it more on display too, and Rhett groans.

“Love seeing how fucking much you want it,” he rasps.

I feel the bed shift as he gets closer, and then there’s the feeling of the head of his cock rubbing against me. My eyes go wide just from that because I can already feel how much bigger he is than his brothers.

I knew it, logically, just from looking, but to feel it is something else altogether.

“Take a breath for me,” Rhett says.

I obey, breathing in deeply.

And then Rhett starts pushing into me, and all the breath leaves my lungs like it’s been punched out of me.

The stretch is so fucking intense. That’s the only word for it. It’s not quite painful, and there’s pleasure in it too, but it makes it hard to breathe as my body tries to accommodate something that size.

He goes slow, inch by inch, but it’s still a struggle. My arms give out at some point, and I end up ass up and face down on the bed, letting Rhett work himself into me at this agonizing pace.

“That’s it,” he pants. “Fucking look at you. I wish you could see yourself right now. See how this gorgeous pussy is stretching for my cock. It’s gonna fit like a glove, Tink. You’re gonna be so fucking full of me, you’ll be feeling it for days.”

I shudder at the tide of pleasure that sweeps through me from his words alone.

I open my mouth, but the only thing that comes out is a keening moan, half agonized, half pleasure.

“Is it too much?” Rhett asks, pausing for breath.

I swallow hard and nod. It is. It’s so much. My body feels like it can’t take it and like it never wants to stop all at the same time. My head is spinning, and the sensations going through my body have my nerves on fire. It’s like being burned, bright and intense, but with a deep note of potential underneath that makes it intriguing. Makes it worth the effort.

“Do you want to stop?”

I shake my head.

Rhett grunts with approval. “Good girl. You can take it, can’t you? And more than that, you fucking want to. You want me buried inside you.”

“It’s—so much,” I manage to say. “It’s so fucking much. You’re so big.”

Rhett laughs. “Yeah, I am. And every fucking inch of this cock is for you.”

Something about that hits me in a tender place. My pussy clenches around him, and a spasm of pleasure shoots up myspine just from the feeling of my walls contracting around that hard length.

“Perfect,” Rhett groans. “Fuck, you’re so tight. You like the thought of it, don’t you? Of being so fucking full of my cock it’s all you can think about. You want me balls deep and fucking you hard. Until you can’t walk.”

“Please,” I moan. “Rhett, please.”

“Naughty little girl,” he says. “You’re so pretty and sweet on the outside, but you’re a dirty girl underneath that, aren’t you? You want me to ruin you.”

“Yes.Please, please, please. Use me.” The words just keep coming, and I don’t have it in me to feel self-conscious about it.

“I should spank you for being so filthy. Let you see how naughty sluts get treated.”