Page 62 of Under His Watch

I moaned, muffled with his dick in my mouth, but he remained deep in me as he leaned his thighs against the edge of the bed.

“Hold on to me and fuck me,” he ordered when he paused to lift his mouth from my clit.

I didn’t wait. Holding on to his thighs, I gave leverage to bob my head on him, craning my neck to make the fit work. Once I got going, he put his mouth back on me. His tongue didn’t stop once,circling my clit. He resumed working the vibe into my pussy, faster and harder. But it was his kisses to my bundle of nerves, suctioning to the point of pleasure and pain mixed into one.

I came quickly, splintering apart as the bliss shot through my veins. From my toes to the top of my head, I felt frazzled and jolted, as though this orgasm had the potential to carry an electrical charge.

With his dick crammed into my mouth, I couldn’t do much more than moan longer and louder. I didn’t know if he thought I was voicing anything negative, but the need to catch my breath stopped me from speaking up when he pulled his hips back and deprived me of making him spurt his cum down my throat.

“Don’t move.” He walked around the bed, leaving the vibe between my legs. It wasn’t on, but just the presence of it in my pussy had my orgasm continuing in smaller waves of pleasure.

After he lay on his side, facing me and tucking me almost flush against him, he lifted my leg and draped it over his. He kissed me so hard and long that I swore I’d pass out. But if I did, it’d be one hell of a blissful way to go. At the same time he made out with me, letting me taste myself on his tongue while he sampled his muskiness on mine, he lowered my hand between us.

Once my fingers bumped into the vibe, I jolted at the deeper push. Then with his fingers curling mine around it, I caught on to what he wanted. I held the handle and followed his lead to thrust it in and out.

“Oh, fuck, Romeo.” I groaned, resting my head back on the pillows. Overwhelmed with such an addicting friction, I felt the sensitive drag of the toy on my inner walls.

“Nice and slow, Tess.” He rubbed his hand over my ass, and after he dipped his finger in my holewiththe vibe inside, he moved his digit back to my ass.

I tensed, but when I opened my eyes and saw him watching me with patience and concern, I knew he had been waiting for it.

“I—”

He kissed me softly. “Trust me.”

I winced as he probed around my back entrance. “I do, but I don’t know…”

“Keep your hand moving,” he said when I faltered.

Steady and with gentle force, he smeared my cream around my rear hole. While the memories of what those men did taunted me, I did my best to fight through it all.

“Look at me,” he urged with another kiss. “Focus on whatyouare doing.”

I moaned as the vibe stretched me.

“This is just you and me. No one else. Focus on me. On you. Onus.”

I closed my eyes and leaned in to kiss him, needing that simple but powerful contact. These kisses with him were the sharpest contrast, the grounding touch that always pulled me out of the past and stayed in the present. My rapists hadn’t attempted intimacy. They’d only violated. Romeo, though, was my lover, giving me such tender affection and pushing me to broaden my horizons with him.

Over and over, I worked the dildo into my overstimulated pussy. And around and around, he massaged at my hole.

When he probed his finger, pressing into me, I stiffened again, but with another hasty kiss on his lips, I fell back into the moment. The hot, taboo, but surprisingly thrilling moment with him.

“You can take it, huh?” he asked, not goading me but checking.

I replied by lifting my leg higher over his.

Pleasure, so hot and new, filled me with his touches where I was taught no one should ever go. No normal lover would want to be in my ass at all. That was what the rigid sex education I’d received told me.

With his finger pumping into my ass while I pistoned the dildo in and out of myself, I was so close to a brutal orgasm that I feared I wouldn’t be put back together again. The bliss would be too strong. The sensation of flying and floating and sinking and drowning—all at once—would short circuit me.

“You’re going to take it and come, Tess.” He kissed me harder as he pulled his finger out of my ass. On a pull out of the dildo, he collected more of my juices and slid two fingers in my ass.

“Oh…” While the toy was almost out, his dick came closer.

“Put my dick in your pussy,” he ordered as he kissed and sucked on my neck. His fingers didn’t stop in my ass, and without the dildo in there and tightening the pressure, I was impatient to be stuffed full again.

I lined him up and braced myself for his thick cock to fit in me. With an instant slam in, he was seated. Between his dick and his fingers, both my holes stuffed, I cried out at the nearness of the orgasm that I was sure would break me.

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