She thought she’d rather have him, but saying so wasn’t one of the options he’d given her. Yes, sir or please. That one simple command had rendered her powerless to do anything but accept him or safe out, and the last thing she wanted to do was end this.
“Yes, sir,” she said grudgingly.
“I was hoping you’d say that, angel. Lower yourself onto your elbows while I get you ready.”
Tasha did as he asked, quivering at the feel of his fingers massaging lube into her ass. She was still a little sore from last night, but she wanted to tempt him, to sass him…whatever it took to get him inside her. If it took a plug, she was down with that—though hopefully he wouldn’t wait hours to give her the real thing.
She blew out a ragged breath at the first push of the plug against her already sensitive flesh, whimpering as Stephen took his time, filling her inch by aching inch.
“God, I love your ass, angel.” He bit one cheek while pushing the plug in the rest of the way and then laughed at her yelp. “You did say biting was a thing, didn’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” she said with a small growl in her voice as her body stretched to accommodate the toy.
“That’s good, because you make me hungry.” He kissed the mark he’d just left on her skin and pulled back to open another package. “This one’s called the Wall Banger,” he murmured. “It’s so long I’m jealous, but in this case that might be a good thing. Would you like to see it?”
“Um, yes, sir?”
“You’re not sure?”
He held the dildo out in front of her so she could look it. Not only was it long, but it had vibration settings and a suction cup at its base.
Mary have mercy, what was he trying to do to her?
She licked her lips, which had suddenly gone dry. “Please...”
“Please what? I don’t think you want me to stop, do you, angel? I think you want me to stop wasting time. I think you want my cock in your mouth.”
Now he was getting it. “Yes, sir!”
She heard a heavy thud and closed her eyes, praying Brady didn’t knock the door down to make sure they were okay.
“Get up on your hands, now, Natasha,” he ordered, his voice deep and sexy, almost hypnotic as he guided her backward. “Back up toward the wall for me.”
His fingers dipped briefly into her sex and he groaned. “Baby, you’re so fucking wet. Back up just a—yeah—there it is.”
The dildo filled her sex, already tight from the plug, and Tasha moaned.
“Do you like that?”
Dazed and aching with arousal, she nodded. “Yes. Yes, sir.”
“I just have one more thing I need to do.”
He turned on the vibration in the dildo and then the plug, and Tasha cried out as the intense sensation almost knocked her over. “Oh God!”
“Yes, sir or please.” Stephen appeared in front of her, cupping her cheeks with his hands and planting his lips on her forehead. “Very good, Tasha. I wish you could see just how hot this is.”
His thumb caressed her lower lip and when she flicked out her tongue to taste it, he pushed it inside. Tasha started sucking and couldn’t stop. She needed his taste on her tongue. Needed something to ground her to the earth before she vibrated into a million pieces.
“Damn, Natasha,” he murmured. “You could make me forget why I’m doing this. Do you know why I’m doing this?”
She whimpered, giving a little shake of her head.
“Because I had to remind both of us that I’m the one you came here with. Stupid and Neanderthal, I know, and maybe that’s a part of that primitive rush you were talking about, but I can’t deny it. I want you. I need all of you and this is the only way I can get what I want.”
Tasha’s skin prickled with awareness—it almost sounded like he was staking his claim on her.
Stephen pulled out his thumb and she looked up in time to see him grip his erection and guide it toward her mouth.
Yes, sir.
Please.
He rubbed the head teasing across her lips. “So this is me, having all of you, Natasha. Taking everything. Your pussy. Your ass.” When he pushed forward, she opened to accept him eagerly. “Your mouth. Every inch of you belongs to me.”
Yes, sir!
Please!
She took as much as she could into her mouth, rocking backward to thrust herself onto the dildo, and then forward onto him. He was inside her, filling her, fucking her everywhere. Stephen. Oh God, she was close.
She pulled away long enough to beg. “Please!”
Stephen’s lashes were lowered over his eyes, his cheeks flushed and his lips stretched tight as he looked down at her. “What is it? Do you need to come?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m not going to stop you. I want to see how many times we can make you come before I lose control and end this. I want to break another record with you, angel. Just don’t stop sucking my cock.”