Page 64 of Cruel Offer
Taking as much of him as I can, I slowly pull back and let him out while sliding my other hand beneath his cock to gently cup his sack. Nate gasps and presses into my touch. Emboldened, I trace little circles over his balls as I work him with my mouth, taking more and more until I nearly gag.
His thighs clench and his hands are in my hair, gently tugging until I release him from my mouth and stand up. He puts me on the edge of the bed.
“Stay just like that.”
His perfect ass fills my view as he walks into the bathroom and comes back with a towel and a bottle of lube. Myheart flutters as he tosses them on the bed beside me. He positions himself between my legs.
“Do you trust me?”
This suddenly feels very serious, but the truth is, I do. I do trust him. “Yes.”
Suddenly, he’s kissing me again while he slides a hand down my body and between my legs. I open for him, knowing what’s coming. He touches me the way he knows gets me off the quickest, circling my clit with expert precision as he pumps his fingers inside me. It doesn’t take long. It never does with him.
In minutes, I’m thrashing and coming apart beneath him.
I love the satisfied smile he wears after he makes me come. He pushes back and stands, eyes locked on mine as he pulls my legs over his shoulders and grabs the lube.
“Your lesson for tonight is to just relax and take it. Any man willing to pay huge money for you is going to require this, Piper so trust me. Relax. Let me have all the control.”
My mouth goes dry. What exactly is he planning?
Eyes wide, heart pounding, I watch as he strokes lube over the length of his cock. My pussy clenches at the thought of him sliding into me. Is he really going to?—
He takes more lube and gently rubs it between the seam of my ass. My stomach falls. Oh my God.
“Nate.”
There’s a hint of panic in my voice.
He lets my legs slip down his arms so he can lean in and kiss me. “The only way to learn to love this is to relax.”
His finger finds my puckered hole and swirls more lube there. It feels cold and intrusive at first, but quickly warmsup as little bursts of pleasure follow his careful touch. His tongue darts along mine just as he slips the tip of his finger into me.
Clamping down, I wiggle and try to push back. But he doesn’t stop, and the kissing feels too good. I begin to relax and accept his finger. Just a little. Just the tip that he lightly thrusts in and out, barely passing the tight ring that I can’t seem to fully relax.
His other hand finds my clit and he starts making small circles there again, too.
Soon, my entire body becomes flooded with sensation.
I’m barely aware when he stops kissing me and arranges my leg over his strong shoulder. His fingers work my sensitive places, luring me quickly into another orgasm. The lube makes a wet sound as he applies more to my ass.
And then I’m spread wide, and the tip of his cock is touching me there. I arch my head to look and take a breath, but the force of the impending orgasm claims all my attention. It’s all I can focus on—that and the slight pressure in my asshole. The slip of pain.
Oh! More pain, stretching me so wide, so full that my body wants to pull away as much as it wants to sink down. I don’t know what to do, but Nate does. He flicks my clit, forcing me to finally fall. Pleasure fractures around me. He slips inside fully, one slow inch at a time, and I feel him everywhere. It’s so full, so damn full.
I’m still coming when he slides out and back in again. It hurts, but not like before. It feels more familiar this time, more comfortable, more…good, but in such an unusual way that my brain doesn’t know what to do with it. Maybe that’s why my orgasm lasts forever, or maybe I’m having another one. I don’t know. The more I relax into the pleasure, the less I feel any pain.
“Yes,” I whimper, but I can’t get any more words out as the climax leaves me breathless.
I’ve never done—or felt—anything like this in my life. I’ve surrendered myself completely to this man, let him take me in a way that nobody ever has. I know I’m still a “virgin” in the ways that count, but as far as I’m concerned, I’ve just given myself to Nate Windemere. Body and soul.
His eyes are wide and dark with lust as he takes me in this most intimate, unbelievable way. He runs his hands over my body, caressing my breasts, flicking my nipples. His entire body goes tense, and he grabs the towel just as he pulls his cock out of me.
His grunt of release gives my entire body chills. One hand on the bed to support himself, the other holding the towel around his cock, Nate hangs his head and breathes hard. His hair is slick with sweat, his pecs red from exertion. I have the strongest desire to run my fingers through his hair, but I’m too weak to move.
He finally stands tall and runs a hand over his face. Reaching for me, he pulls me into a sitting position. My entire body aches like I’ve just run a long way while using muscles I don’t normally exercise.
“Let’s take a hot shower.”
