Page 82 of The Penalty

“Not your mouth. I want your ass.”

Teddy gets a confused look.

“Unless you’re not into that…some guys aren’t and that’s okay.”

“You want to do what?” Teddy gets the look like he’s doing math in his head.

“Penetration.”

“I don’t have a vagina…” Teddy says, all matter-of-factly.

“I am very much aware. I’ve had my face down there.”

“Then where do you think you can penetrate?” Teddy is acting like I’m the one who doesn’t know what I’m talking about.

“No one’s ever fucked you?”

“You were literally in my mouth two days ago. I’ve been fucked,” he says like I’ve offended him.

I open my mouth to ask if he’s gaslighting me and stop, remembering what happened last time. “Want to try something new? You’ll have to trust me.”

“Will it feel good?”

“I think so. If you don’t like it, we can stop.”

“I trust you.”

I back off tugging my tee off. “Take your pants off.”

He shoves them off and then takes his shirt off.

I take in the perfection of his thick body. His chest hair. The sheer size of him. He’s so fucking hot. “Get on your bed on your hands and knees.”

He does what I ask without question which is shocking in itself.

“Do you know how good you look like this?” I kneel behind him.

He looks over his shoulder. “What are you going to do?”

“It’s called rimming.” I grab his cheeks with both hands and spread him wide open.

His tight pink hole makes me ache. I want to be inside him so bad, but if he’s never done any of this, I need to take my time so he enjoys it. I nip at his perfect ass, eliciting a whimper. I kiss across his bare skin, taking my time to build him up to it. Teddy pushes back against me as I run my nose from his balls to his hole, and then finally, I swirl my tongue around his opening.

He gasps entire body shuddering. “Holy fuck.”

“Good?” I ask, blowing my warm breath over his sensitive skin.

“Yes! Do that again.”

I flick my tongue against him again, swirling and licking until he’s whimpering and then I finally push inside.

“Holy moly.” He presses back, begging silently.

I get the lube out of my pocket and coat my fingers without stopping eating him. I stroke his cock and then balls, working the silky fluid over him. “Still good?”

“Don’t fucking stop. I’m fucking serious. We will fight if you do.” Teddy’s words are muffled by his face pressed into his mattress.

I work the lubricant further up, massaging his hole. I sit back on my heels as I play, using both hands. I rub his ass and cock, playing with every part of him before I turn my focus solely on his hole. When he’s practically begging, I push a finger inside his tight hole.

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