She moans low in her throat, and her body trembles. Her pussy is glistening, and it takes everything I have to restrain myself.
“Don’t come without me, sweetheart,” I warn.
“Hale…” she pants, nearing the edge of orgasm already.
“Maybe I overestimated your self-control.”
Once I’m fully undressed, I take my cock in my hand and begin stroking myself slowly from base to tip. Brielle’s eyes cloud over with lust as her gaze zeros in on my movements, and her entire body shudders.
“I’m going to come…” she moans.
“Don’t you dare.”
“Hale!” she shouts, her thighs trembling with the effort of holding back.
I pull the vibrator from beneath her and change it to a lower setting while Brielle fights to catch her breath.
“Naughty girl. I should spank you, but instead I’m going to fuck your ass, because I can’t wait any longer.”
Picking up the plug, I warm it in my hands and add some lubricant before placing it flush against her back opening.
“What’s your safe word, Brielle?” I ask softly, leaning over her to kiss her earlobe.
“Peach.”
“And when should you use it?”
“If I want all play to stop,” she answers, still breathless.
“Good girl.”
I place the vibrator back in its magic spot, the low hum barely audible.
“Is that more manageable?” I ask.
“Yes,” she moans.
“Good. Now just breathe and relax for me.”
I push the plug inside her, feeling her sharp inhale at the foreign contact. But Brielle doesn’t fight it, doesn’t flinch away. She looks gorgeous with my plug in her ass, and I admire her bravery. After I’ve given her the chance to get used to it stretching her, I remove it, then coat myself with more lubricant, wanting this to be as comfortable as possible for her.
Soon, I’m gripping both of her ass cheeks and slowly, ever so slowly, sinking inside her inch by delicious inch. She’s so warm and fits so snugly around my dick that I immediately want to explode.
“Fuck.”
I know I have to go easy with her, but sweat breaks out across my back and neck with the effort of holding myself still while she adjusts.
“You good, sweetheart?” I ask, needing to hear her words.
“Yes, it’s…different, and I feel full, but I like it.”
Brielle lies still, breathing deep breaths in and out, just like I told her. Her submission is so beautiful, it warms me.
“That’s it, you’re doing great.” I place my hand on her lower back and set an easy rhythm. We’re so physically connected, I can feel the little vibrations humming through her.
“Hale…” she moans.
I think she’s going to tell me that she’s going to come again, but what comes out of her mouth next totally shocks me.
“Yes?”
“I want…I want to take charge, like you showed me.”
Fucking hell. “Go for it, baby.” I still my movements, letting her take the floor.
And soon, she’s the one fucking me, impaling herself on my cock over and over as her round ass wiggles against me.
I reach down and squeeze the base of my dick, trying not to come yet, but I can’t last. Her pussy is soaking wet, and I can feel her slick heat on my balls.
“Are you close, peach?”
“Yeah…I’m there,” she moans, her movements becoming erratic.
Thank fuck. I let myself go, hot streams of semen jetting out of me just as she gives a tight cry and collapses on the bed, utterly spent.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Brielle
After we made love, Hale made sure I was okay, giving me small sips from a bottle of water and covering me up with blankets. But now, as I’m resting on the bed, feeling sated and happy, his features are twisted with confusion.
“If tonight was too much, if I’m too much…fuck,” he curses.
I place my hand over his heart. I can read it all over him. He’s questioning if he pushed me too far, if his dominant nature is too much for me to handle.
“You don’t have to change for me.” You don’t have to make me love you, because I already do. I hope my gaze on his communicates everything I need it to, because my words are failing me.
“You’re amazing,” he says, gazing at me thoughtfully. “I never thought I’d want this again. And I do. I want you. Forever.”
I know this is absolutely huge for him. After his fiancée obliterated his trust, for him to open his heart up to a future with me is…indescribable. There are a million things I want to tell him, but he’s not through.
“You’re everything to me; you got under my skin right from our first lesson and you never let go. And then seeing how perfectly you responded tonight…” He makes a low sound of appreciation under his breath. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and more, sweetheart.”
“Hale, I…” I’m trying to form into words everything he means to me as tears spring to my eyes.
“Shh. Let me finish. You asked what I wanted tonight. And now there’s just one thing left that I want.”
He places his hand on my cheek, and his thumb strokes my skin. This man’s sexual appetite is insatiable, and I’m beginning to question how I’m going to keep up, when he leans in close and presses his lips to mine.
“I want your heart,” he whispers.