Page 115 of Toxic Revenge: Part Two

“I’ve barely even used that one yet,” I said. “I don’t think I’d fit a bigger one.”

He smirked. “You would. With enough prep, we’ll even fit West’s cock in your tight ass.”

I blanched. “No fucking way.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll stick with the plug today. West is with Nico anyway.”

Placing the plug to the side, he picked up the g-spot vibrator and turned it on. It buzzed to life, and he played with the intensity and patterns as I squirmed beneath my blanket. Thatthing wasn’t as powerful as the wand vibrator he’d used on me before, and thank fuck for that.

He turned it off when he was done and grabbed the blanket I was hiding beneath, pulling it off me. “Hands and knees, princess.”

I begrudgingly did as I was told, presenting my ass to him and resting down on my elbows. He kissed each asscheek once, then grabbed the waistband of my panties and peeled them down until they pulled taut across my knees.

Mercer ran a finger through my slick, gathering it on his fingers. Then, he pressed a finger to my other hole.

I tensed, but he didn’t push it inside. He rubbed me there until I relaxed, and then he slid it in, down to the first knuckle. Squirming, I tried to put a name to the sensation. It wasn’t pleasurable exactly, but it wasn’t painful either.

It was just… foreign. Unusual.

Then he pushed further inside and the unusual started giving me hints of pleasure. When he fucked me with his finger a few times, I let out a small moan.

“One more finger, and then I’ll try using your plug,” Mercer said, his voice a sensual rumble.

The next finger pressed against me, a hint of discomfort coursing through me as he pressed it in beside the first. That was gone in an instant, leaving only the pleasure again. I shifted my hips back, fucking my ass on his fingers until he smacked the side of my thigh.

“Don’t get too excited, sweetheart.”

He removed his fingers all at once, and I whined.

The firm silicone of the plug rubbed against my clit, gathering up slick. He brought it back to my ass, lubricated and ready.

I didn’t know what I was expecting, but I almost choked on air when the plug worked its way into my ass.

The base rested against my cheeks, making sure there was no risk of the plug being sucked in, while the bulk of it filled me way more than I would have thought.

Wasn’t this thing tiny?

Did he swap out the butt plug with a bigger size?

He couldn’t have, because there was no bigger size. I only had one butt plug in my toy box, so unless he’d been carrying one around in his pocket…

“It feels huge,” I whispered, looking over my shoulder at Mercer.

“Because you’re not used to it, princess.” He smacked my ass.

I swayed forward and pressed my cheek into the pillows. “Was that my whole punishment? Can I have the reward part now?”

Mercer laughed. “Punishment? We haven’t started with the punishment yet. This was just the precursor.”

“Seriously?” I whined.

“The plug is going to make it so much more fun to edge you.”

His edging was going to be the end of me. I’d never met a man more cruel than Mercer in the bedroom.

His fingers trailed down my spine, and my bullet vibrator buzzed to life. He kept it on the lowest setting, rubbing it along various parts of me. First my side, then the curve of my ass, my thighs, my calves.

I trembled in anticipation, my pussy tightening, slick dripping down my thighs. He would work his way to my core, and the true torture would begin. Now, he was just teasing me. Showing me hints of what it would feel like to have this vibrator on a more sensitive part of my body.