Page 71 of Resist

A moan rips from my body, but it’s still not enough.

“So fucking needy, Sterling. So empty, so desperate.” She sounds like she might be talking to herself as she works her hand in and out.

Another spray of lube as she works my ass, stretching a little more with each movement of her hand. “You want another finger?”

“Yes, please...”

There’s a loud crack of skin on skin before heat rushes to my ass cheek. “Please, what?”

I risk a glance back over my shoulder. There’s a serene smile over Corabelle’s face as she rubs out the sting from where she slapped me, and I’m out of my goddamn mind.

“Please, m-m-ma’am.”

Another finger joins the first three, if I wasn’t already leaking onto the bed from my cock, I would be now, but it’s short lived. She pulls her hand from me, leaving me a whimpering, trembling mess face down on the bed.

“Such good manners should be rewarded,” she coos, pressing the cool head of the toy against my ass.

I want to touch myself. I want to explode everywhere, and release this building tension that’s making my whole body tense with anticipation.

When she eases the head in, I heave out a long sigh. I enjoy being teased, I love a good edging as much as the next guy, but I hadn’t actually ensured Corabelle was going to follow through. If she teases me all night long and doesn’t let me come, I might die. Or explode. Or implode. I’m not sure.

My body is cranked up to an eleven. When her skintouches mine it’s like she’s got tiny zaps of electricity in her body that can’t help from absorbing into mine.

Sweat beads across my forehead and down the back of my neck, and my balls are so fucking heavy all it would take to get me over the line would be to drop my hips to the bed and grind my dick up and down on the bed a few times.

I’m close, but I’ve barely been touched.

“You want to be fucked in the ass,husband?” Something about how she teases the words out around her tongue render me breathless, boneless, and ready to burst.

She guides the toy in, just enough to make me suck in a sharp breath. Fuck. Fuck. The brutally slow play will make me draw blood if I bite my finger much longer. My left hand is gripping the sheet where she can see it, so she knows I’m not breaking her rule. And my right hand is crammed into my mouth, so I don’t fist my leaking dick and break the damn rule.

“Is that a no?” She pulls back, and I cry out.

“Y-y-y-es, p-p-please,wife. I want you to fuck me. Please. Please.” I don’t normally beg, but I’ll beg for this woman.

I’m not even a little ashamed, I’m too distracted by the pulsing ache ricocheting through my body. The promise of ecstasy is more than worth the begging.

She inches the head of the dildo into my ass, and I clench around it, enjoying the intrusion. “More?”

My “yes ma’am” comes out on a whoosh of breath. She wastes no time burying herself to the hilt, and in a fraction of a second I see stars. The girthy, seven or eight inch toy buried so deeply inside me it hits right where I’ve been aching for it to hit.

For so many years my ignorant, male teenage friends made fun of me for enjoying anal, butt play, and cock. If only they’d given it a shot, they might have discovered how fucking blissful the male g-spot is.

She pulls back, slowly, it’s so gradual that I start to question whether she’s moving at all. It’s only when she gets to the tip and withdraws completely, leaving me with that emptiness I know she’s still toying with me.

“So patient.” She rubs my ass cheek. “So good. I bet you’re dying to stroke yourself, aren’t you Kajirus?”

I nod, not able to pull my hand from my mouth. I get why pet names are on her list of stupid rules. The more she says it, the more it stitches itself into the fabric of my being, sending warmth through my limbs and settling in my chest.

“Check in.” She rests the dick against my hole.

“I’m fine.” I grit out through clenched teeth, pressed together so hard my jaw hurts.

“You are?” There’s a smile in her voice. “You don’t sound it, Sterling. Are you sure you’re okay? I could put this toy away, and stop if you’re fine.”

I claw at the bed with both hands, arching my back, and pressing my ass against her. “Please. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Please.”

There’s another squirt of lube that trickles down my crack sending a shiver along my spine. It’s all the warning I get before she plunges deep inside my ass. Long, slow strokes build a rhythm, and I meet her thrust for thrust.

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