Page 13 of For Your Heart
He shakes his head subtly. “You don’t understand. I want this more than I can tell you. I’m just… a little nervous.”
“Then get on the bed. I’ll make you feel so fucking good; you won’t remember your name.”
The whimper that leaves him makes my dick twitch in excitement. He pulls away and does what I told him to. Hands and knees with that perfectly fine ass facing my way. His skin is smooth, thighs thick and hairy. His tight little hole is puckered up, the muscles constricting as he waits nervously.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had a virgin ass. I glance at the bedside table and wonder about these toys. Bigger than me? The same? Smaller? I’m not huge. Not quite seven. Nor super thick. Not like what I glimpsed straining inside his jock.
I’m going to choke on that before the night’s through. But for now, it’s time to deflower this ass.
Five
SAGE
My entire bodyfeels like a live wire. This is it. It’s happening. It’s finally happening. With the perfect man that has a perfect dick. It’s bigger than what I’ve been brave enough to try on my own. Something I’m both excited about and a little terrified.
The bed dips behind me and I’m shaking.
“Relax,” Damon says and I shiver. It travels through my entire body, leaving raised gooseflesh in its wake. Relax! Pfft. I’m ready to explode right now! He hasn’t even touched me yet.
The sound of the cap flipping on the bottle makes a moan leave my throat. Damon chuckles and one of his hands goes to my ass. I groan this time, already too deep into my arousal that I can’t even be bothered to flush.
Damon is touching me!
I jump a little when I feel the slickness of his fingers in my crack. His hand that’s on my ass cheek gently pulls it away from the other, exposing my hole to him. This time I flush. He’s looking at my asshole! Oh my god I might just die.
Does he like what he sees? Should I have kept myself hairy? Should I have tanned? Fucking hell, should I have like, used mouthwash down there? God, I think I should have insisted on another shower when we got here.
My thoughts scatter like startled mice when his finger presses against my hole. I groan and drop my head down, letting it hang between my arms as he works his way inside my body. Just his finger feels too good.
I’m going to be a slut for this feeling. I can already tell.
This is entirely unlike when I use my fingers on myself to prep for the toys. There’s something better about this. Another man’s heat. The way his other hand gently pats my ass cheeks, as if he’s trying to comfort me. He doesn’t need to. I’m totally good with a single finger.
He pushes it deep inside me until the rest of his hand stops its progress. It’s not enough. I’m so ready for more. I just want his dick inside me. Can I ask for that or is this expected?
Maybe he knows that one finger is too easy because he only glides in twice before he’s adding a second. Obviously at the angle he’s at, he can reach a whole lot more than I can. It feels very different but the familiarity of it is golden. There’s a slight sting. So very little. Probably because I was jumping on my mini vibrator this morning. It’s similar in size to his two fingers, I think.
I’m caught off guard by the third though. I groan, my ass immediately clenching at the bigger invasion. Jesus, it feels good! So, so good. He spends some time moving three fingers in and out of me. Spreading them apart and pushing them deep.
I nearly jump out of my skin when he suddenly curls them and brushes my nerve endings with clear intent. I cry out, nearly jumping away from him at the sudden shock of pleasure that courses through my body with fire.
He chuckles and pulls himself out of me. Finding my breath and courage, I look over my shoulder and watch as he wraps his dick in a condom. His eyes find mine while he strokes himself with the lube. Covering his dick.
The dick that’s going to be in my ass soon!
His smile is unassuming. Amused. He’s so beautiful.
Damon comes closer again. He kicks my knees apart with his and taps my ass with the head of his cock. His other hand on my hip. I hold my breath when he places his cockhead at my hole and gently, ever so gently, pushes it inside me.
My eyes roll as my arms give out and I faceplant into my comforter with a groan. So good. Perfect dick. These are the thoughts stringing through my mind until he’s reached the point where I feel a bit of pain. It bites, burns. The way he stretches me stings and my eyes water.
“You okay?” he asks and I realize I’m whimpering.
Turning my face into the bed to hide the embarrassing sounds I’m making, I nod. He continues to ease his way in, being so fucking gentle I pretend that’s why there’s tears in my eyes. It feels good even through the pain of it. It’s not real pain, just a new discomfort that I’m not used to. Like the first time I used toys.
“Come here,” he says as he pulls me up onto my knees. His arms wrap around my torso as if he’s hugging me. “That’s it, Sage. Now move your ass over my dick.”
I whine a little, my hands dropping to his ass cheeks behind me. Closing my eyes, I pull off his dick a little. Not much, but some. Then I push backwards, taking the whole of it in my ass again. “Oh, gosh,” I say, my eyes falling shut as I lay my head back on his shoulder. Because he’s got my legs spread so wide, I’m at the perfect angle for this. To feel his dick. For him to hold me up. For my head to relax back on him.
