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Something soft trails up my inner thigh, silk, I realize, probably the tie from the case. The contrast between his firm touch and the feather-light drag of fabric creates conflicting sensations that leave me gasping.
“Please,” I hear myself say, though I’m not sure what I’m asking for.
“Please what?” His voice is close to my ear, his body radiating heat near mine without touching.
“I don’t know,” I admit.
“You do.” His hand slides down my stomach, beneath the waistband of my sweatpants. “You just need permission to say it.”
When he touches me, I’m soaking, my centre slick and swollen with arousal. He makes a low, appreciative growl in his throat, running his middle finger along my slit from entrance to clit, gathering wetness but evading penetration.
“Look how ready you are,” he murmurs in my ear, voice thick with desire. “Your body’s begging for it even if your mouth won’t.” He circles my entrance, the pad of his finger applying just enough pressure to tease but not enough to satisfy. “Say it, Molly. Tell me exactly what you want me to do to this wet pussy.”
“Touch me,” I manage. “Inside.”
“Better,” he says, sliding two fingers into me.
His fingers withdraw, leaving me frustratingly empty. I hear movement behind me, the swish of his clothing, then the distinctive sound of a plastic cap opening. Something cool and slick presses against my rear entrance. Lube, I realize with a jolt of both anxiety and excitement.
“I’m going to take you in a way that no one has ever taken you before,” he says, his voice husky with arousal. “First with this plug, then with my cock in both your holes.”
A firm, tapered silicone tip circles my opening, spreading the cool lubricant around the sensitive nerves. He applies gentle but insistent pressure against my virgin hole.
“Breathe out and push back slightly,” Cole instructs, his other hand reaching between my legs to stroke my clit. “It helps the muscles relax.”
I follow his directions, exhaling slowly as the plug’s narrow tip breaches me. The sensation is alien, a burning stretch that hovers between discomfort and a strange new pleasure.
“That’s it,” he praises as the plug widens, gradually stretching me. “Your ass is taking it so well.”
He works my clit in slow circles as the widest part of the plug pushes past my resistant ring of muscle. I cry out, half in shock, half in unexpected pleasure as my body finally accepts it. With a final push, the plug narrows again, and my muscles close around it. The flared base settling firmly against my skin.
“How does it feel to have your ass filled for the first time?”
Before I can formulate an answer, he activates something at the base. A powerful vibration starts deep inside me and sends waves of sensation radiating through my most intimate areas. My knees buckle instantly, and only Cole’s powerful arm around my waist keeps me upright.
“Oh my God,” I moan.
“Tell me how it feels to be filled completely,” Cole’s voice is rough with desire. “To surrender every part of yourself.”
“It’s too much,” I gasp as the vibrations intensify, “and somehow not enough.”
“Good answer.”
He unties my hands, but before I can reach for him, he turns me and guides me forward until my palms meet the cool surfaceof the kitchen counter. The blindfold remains in place. I hear the rustle of fabric, the soft thud of clothing hitting the floor, then the crinkle of a condom wrapper.
“Who do you belong to right now?” he asks, positioning himself behind me.
“You,” I say. “I belong to you.”
He enters me in one smooth thrust; the sensation amplified by the vibrating plug. The sensation is shocking, pleasure bordering on too intense. I scream out, fingers scrambling for purchase on the smooth counter.
“That’s it,” Cole encourages, establishing a rhythm that works with the vibrations. “Let go completely.”
He reaches around, fingers finding my clit again as he continues thrusting. The combination of sensations, his thickness inside me, the vibrations behind, his fingers circling, builds a pressure I’ve never experienced.
“I can’t—“ I gasp, not even sure what I’m trying to say.
“You can,” he insists. “And you will.”
