Page 31 of Under His Command
“You’re going to feel so tight around my cock, angel. I won’t be able to think of anything else for days. Look what you’re doing to me,” he muses. I don’t want him to think about anything else.
His fingers leave my mouth, and he drags me by my hair to a sitting position, even with his fingers still in my ass. They go in even deeper now. I whimper, feeling every curve of his knuckles deep inside.
“Don’t move unless I move you. Understand?”
“I understand,” I gulp, my heartbeat now in a chaotic race to nowhere.
He gets out of bed first, then pulls me along. I have no choice but to follow, since he won’t remove his fingers from my hole. With his free hand, he opens my nightstand and takes the lube I bought not even two weeks ago.
“How did you know I had that?” My cheeks burn with shame.
But he doesn’t answer. Instead, he pulls me along as he approaches the desk across the room, where he promised he’d bend me over.
He’s going to fuck my ass. Just like he said he would.
“Rowan,” I plead, fear suddenly creeping in. It’s going to hurt, no matter what I do or don’t do.
“I’m not going to stop, angel. Once I get inside you, there’s only one thing that can make me stop fucking your pretty asshole. Do you know what it is?”
I nod quickly, feeling his palm press against my upper back, bending me over the cold desk where I do my work.
“My safe word.”
“That’s right. Don’t ask me to stop. Don’t call out my name. Neither of those things will save you. Only your safe word will. Understand?”
“Y-Yes.”
The twist of a cap breaks through the silence, and the next thing I feel is the cold lube pouring down on my ass and pussy from behind. I shudder, then feel Rowan’s warm hand smearing it around when he removes his fingers.
He throws the lube somewhere on the table, then uses both hands to open my thighs apart.
“Such a good girl for me. I wish you could see how pretty you are right now, spread out and waiting for my cock in your ass.”
My pussy tingles at his words, though I’m so embarrassed I wish I could disappear into thin air. I bet he sees every crevice and imperfection of my body. He can’t mean that—I’m anything but pretty right now.
His cock inches closer and closer, until I feel him push himself inside my tight hole with just the crown. A burning sensation draws painful whimpers out of me. He’s too big. He’s too big, and I can’t possibly take him.
“You can,” he tells me, his voice low and controlled. “Relax for me. You can take it.”
My muscles clench and then loosen up. He pushes farther, inch by inch, while tears start running down my cheeks. I have my safe word ready, right on the edge of my lips, but I don’t say it yet. My body shakes with silent sobs.
“It hurts. It hurts so bad, Rowan.”
“I know, angel. Breathe for me. You’re doing so well.”
I try to do what he says, but it’s hard to focus on anything other than the pain. Until Rowan brings a hand between my legs, putting pressure on my clit. I mumble inaudible words, my ass suddenly clenching around him.
“That’s it. Fuck, you’re so tight. Just a little bit farther.”
I whimper-moan when he pushes himself one last time into me, and then I feel his fingers dig into my hips. Without any warning, Rowan lifts me up and moves my upper body a bit to the right, lowering my pussy on the corner of the desk.
“Oh my God,” I cry out, my clit throbbing with pleasure as the cold wood applies just the right amount of pressure on it.
“I want to watch you rub your little pussy against this desk. Can you do that for me, angel?”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice. I start rubbing myself against the cold material, rocking my hips back and forth, which makes Rowan’s cock thrust in and out of my ass at the same time. I do it slowly, so that I don’t hurt myself. It’s like being plugged into a machine only I can control.
The corner becomes slippery from my arousal coating it, my folds opened wide to let my clit slide up and down. My pussy clenches, and my ass does the same thing—only there’s Rowan’s hard erection to clench around.
