Page 111 of Mr. Almost

Swallowing hard, I kiss her again.

“You are perfect. So fucking perfect.”

Leading her to the bed, I lay her down. Then I grab a condom from my nightstand.

“I need a minute to recover, but I can make you feel good until then. You want me to stretch your ass a bit more? Prepare you for the day that I claim you there, would you like that?”

“Yes, please,” she begs.

“I can’t wait to be the first and only man to claim your ass, Livvy.”

She moans, “I’m going to come from your words alone.”

“Flip onto your stomach. Ass in the air, Liv.”

She does as I ask. I move back to the bathroom, grabbing the lube I bought earlier today. When I realized she enjoyed my finger play, I knew we would be progressing and wanted to be ready for her. Sooner or later, I’ll buy her a butt plug too, but until then, we will take it slow. My fingers can make her feel good.

Moving back to the bed, I squirt some lube on my middle finger. It’s the longest, so I figured I would start with it.

Circling her hole, I can hear her breathing heavier. Then slowly, I press in. She clenches around me, so I stop.

“You have to relax. Press back into it. I promise it will feel good.”

I don’t know why I promised that. I’ve never had anything in my ass, so I don’t know if it feels good. It makes her relax, though, so I go with it.

She presses back against me, so I pull out, thrusting a few times. Then I stop and add some more lube.

I repeat the process until my entire middle finger is in her ass. Then I finger the fuck out of her. She loves every minute of it, too. She’s thrusting back against me, her core dripping onto the bed.

Pulling my finger out, I smirk when she whimpers, her ass puckering in front of me, hungry for more.

Slipping the condom on, I thrust into her pussy. She screams out, her fingers digging into the sheets. Then I place my finger back at her ass. I slowly thrust inside, loving the feel of her clenching against my dick at the sensation.

I know I’m not going to hold on long. Not with her as primed and ready for me as she is, so I make it fast and hard.

My free hand holds her hip as I thrust, my other hand keeping up the rhythm with my finger. I’m filling both of her holes, loving every single sound she makes. When she finally comes, I swear she goes limp.

I fill the condom, leaning over her to kiss her back. I can feel her breathing, so I know she’s alive, but she’s stopped making noise.

Pulling out of her, I flip her over. Her eyes flutter until she’s looking up at me.

“I can get used to that. Fucking in your bed is so much better,” she admits.

“You know you are always more than welcome here.” I kiss her lips, moving to get off her.

I’m almost to the trash can I keep next to my nightstand when she speaks again.

“So you wouldn’t have a problem if I moved in?” she says suddenly.

I freeze, the full condom in my hand. I drop it, not caring that I didn’t tie it off. Then I’m back on top of her.

“You want to move in?” I ask.

She beams up at me. “Yes. We want to move in.”

I kiss her face over and over again.

“You won’t regret it. I promise.”

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