“So, I should easily slide in and feel that wet heat all around me?”

Well, now, even more after that comment.

“Yes.”

“Now, that’s a good girl.

Damn.

It.

How dare he just make me even wetter.

“Demon.”

His smile twisted and I knew that slow might be the case, but I was still in for a hell of a ride.

Without warning, he yanked my legs wide open, and was right there, his dick pressing against my wet entrance.

“The reason slow works better,” he started, moving just the head in, the first bar, and I nearly bucked. “Is because you get to feel every inch, every bar, and it’s something you don’t want to miss your first time.”

First time, last time, who the fuck cared? I wanted to feel it all the time.

He pushed a little more and I felt another bar, my eyes shutting in pure pleasure.

Then, he moved again, nearly causing me to combust.

Later, when I was able to speak and have clear thoughts, I wanted to ask why he got that. But right now, all I wanted to do was feel.

And he moved again. My legs were shaking from the width of being open, but I didn’t care.

“Ready?”

“Mmhmm,” I moaned, my hands moving to hold open my legs for him.

“Such a good girl,” he taunted, then slammed in, causing me to cry out.

I moved my hands to his arms, bringing him closer as I locked my legs around his hips.

“Fuck, you feel so good, so much better than I ever thought.”

And with that, he took my lips in a brutal kiss as his hips moved faster.

Sure, I felt every slow inch the first time, and it felt amazing. But this? The way he was pushing in harder, deeper, hell, those small barbells were going to bring me to orgasm faster than I ever had before.

And all because he had some piercings done.

“Oh no you don’t.” He stopped moving and my eyes flew to his. “Not ready for that, yet.” He flipped me around carefully, moving a pillow to my stomach and then one to my hips. “I love this view.”

“My ass?”

“Yes, Babygirl.” With that, he smacked it once, before massaging it and another little moan escaped.

My body was already on fire for him. At this rate, it wouldn’t take much to set me ablaze, and then I’d burn everything down.

“Demon, stop teasing me!”

“Don’t tell me what to do or I’m going to prolong it even more.”