Page 35 of The Prince and the Double Shot
No, not that. This was now. That was then. A weight that had threatened to press down on me disappeared as quickly as it came. Once, not long ago, it would have crushed me. Zane had helped alleviate some of that pain, even if it would always be with me.
His fingers slowly slid out.
“Are you ready, Phil?” His lips kissed my back, and I wiggled. “If it’s too much…”
“I’m ready. I need it,” I jiggled my ass. It had been too long. I was ready. I was ready for Zane. Not just anyone. It was him, and I suppressed the thoughts of an abandoned future. No matter how much I felt, I would never ask him to live the life that Petra had.
Now. This was now.
I tensed as his cock rubbed against my hole. I breathed as his hard helmet pressed against my tight hole and slowly entered.
“Oh… fuck.” I arched my back at the pressure I already felt. “It’s so fucking huge…”
“It is literally just the tip,” he laughed. “Relax.” His fingers slid against my spine.
“It already feels like that movie where the alien rips out of someone’s body,” I grunted. “Fuck.”
“You mean, Alien.”
“That’s what I said.”
“That’s the name of the movie. My nanny once caught me watching it when I was little. The parents took away my television for almost a year.”
“The name of the movie is Alien? Very on the nose.”
“Yes, now less talking and more of this…” He pressed himself further inside, and I gasped loudly as he split me in half.
“Your cock is the alien.”
“Yes, I think I got that. Are you always this chatty?” His laugh made me smile.
“I don’t… Oh, God! Maybe? I don’t… uh… oh, shit… remember.” I twisted his bedspread in my hands as I breathed and tried to stay relaxed.
“Breathe, baby… I’m… God, you’re so fucking tight.” He moaned deeply.
Inch by inch, he sank himself into me. I felt so full and stretched that I thought I might explode. His hips rocked back and forth as he slowly and carefully pressed his cock further into me. I groaned and mumbled with pain and pleasure as my body tensed and relaxed with every inch of his cock in my depths.
I felt his pubes brush against my ass.
“That’s it? Jesus… I was starting to… fuck… you’re so fucking thick,” I chuckled as I arched my back and breathed through the discomfort of how much he filled me. The length was one thing, but it was the girth that was an ever-present pressure on my insides. My hole ached with it. My whole body burned with it.
“You ready? I’ll start with the training wheels on.”
“Asshole.”
“No, it’s your asshole, your Highness,” he whispered.
“No. I think it belongs to you, right now.”
“You’re damned right it does.” He drew himself slowly out, only keeping a small bit of himself inside me, and then pushed it all the way in again. “Feeling better?”
“Uh… You’re destroying me.”
“Just wait. This is only foreplay.”
“You’re incorrigible.”
“Then don’t corrige me.”
