Page 169 of The Villain We Tempt

“Say it again.”

“There’s lube in that bedside table.”

His fingers slide out of me as he reaches for the drawer again. I can hear it open and then the sound of his hand rifling through it before he twists back into me. My breath catches when I feel cool, slippery gel drizzle down the crease of my ass. He slowly teases his finger between my cheeks, and a low, needy sound I don’t even recognize as my voice gurgles from my throat as he slowly starts to rub a slippery fingertip against my hole.

His other hand slides around to my front, and I moan when he slips two fingers back into my pussy. His heavy cock throbs and twitches against me as his slick finger swirls around and then centers on my tight back hole.

“Fuuuuck,” I whine, groaning gutturally as his finger gradually sinks into my ass. He slowly slides it deep, then back out, the friction on my ring sending sparks through my consciousness as my breath hitches.

His finger slides in again, then out, then back in again, slowly stretching me as he pushes the lube into me. My hands clutch his forearm, and my breath catches sharply when he adds a second finger and pushes them both inside.

“You will tell me to stop if?—”

“Keep going,” I whimper. “It feels so good…”

Ghost groans deeply against my nape as he starts to pump his two fingers in and out of my tight ring. I reach back again, and moan when I find his thick erection slick with lube. I wrap my fingers around him, relishing the deep groan of pleasure that rumbles from his chest as I slide my hand up and down his slippery cock.

His fingers slip from my ass.

My whole body tenses as he centers his thick, swollen crown against my asshole, his fingers still slowly rolling over my clit.

“Do it,” I hear myself moan.

“That’s not how good girls ask for things, little villain.”

My face caves with pleasure.

“Please…” I choke desperately.

“Pleasewhat.”

“Please fuck me!”

Jesus, my voice doesn’t even sound like my own, it’s so laced with desperation and need.

“Where would you like me to fuck you, baby?” he growls into my ear as his fingertips lightly trace tantalizing circles around my throbbing clit.

“Please fuck my ass!” I whine. “Please just—oooooh fuuuucccckk!!”

My eyes bulge wide under the sleep mask, my mouth falling open as he slowly pushes his huge head into me.

HolyGODthat’s big.

I’ve experimented back there before. But only with my fingers a few times, and a couple times with a very small plug after reading an especially hot anal scene in a book.

Needless to say, The Ghost Prince iswaybigger.

The air leaves my lungs in a whoosh as my thighs clench and my fingers dig into his arm. A deep, guttural “unng” whines low in my throat as his thick head slips past my ring.

“Breathe, baby,” he murmurs darkly in my ear as his hips push another inch into me. “Be a good girl for me andrelax.”

I force myself to suck in a breath, and then exhale it with another needy, achy moan as he sinks deeper.

My eyes roll back. My mouth falls open as staccato breaths pant from my throat. My toes curl and claw at the sheets as the deliciously tight friction of his fat cock sliding up my ass ignites nerve endings I didn’t know existed.

“You’re being such a good girl for me, Galina,” he murmurs as his fingertips keep tracing lazy light circles around my clit. “You’re doingso good, taking this huge cock in that tight little hole.”

It’s the words of praise stroking over me like silk that have me whimpering for more as I let myself breathe.