Page 88 of Heal For Me

“Lube.”

“Uh, for what?”

“Anal.”

She scrambles to her feet, wobbling but steadies herself on the bed. “I don’t think I’m ready for that again.”

“I will make you ready.”

She licks her lips while her eyes dance from me to the lube and stack of towels. “Ash.”

I lift a single eyebrow.

“Daddy.” Her embarrassment when she’s not full in the mood when she says that is bloody intoxicating. “I don’t want. . .” She pushes out a hard breath. “I don’t want what happened last time to happen this time.”

Me either. “It won’t.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I am prepared this time. I should have never taken your ass the way I did for the first time. I apologize, and I promise you will enjoy it.”

Unsure, she twists her lips into the cutest worried pout.

I walk around the bed, and she turns so I’m able to step between her legs. Her eyes fall to my half-flaccid dick. “It’s soft.”

“I just came.” I deadpan. “I need a few minutes.”

“Because you’re old?”

“Be nice.” I squint. “The integrity of your asshole depends on you, and your smart mouth, babygirl.”

She crawls back onto the bed, crossing her legs, but I am quick to uncross and settle between them, my head level with her pussy. Payson’s pussy is fucking beautiful. Especially when she’s wet like she is right now. I lean forward and suck in a huge breath through my nose. Her headiness pulls me closer, and I lazily lap my tongue around her pussy, not focusing on any certain area.

Once she’s wet enough, I slip two fingers inside her and curl them up.

She moans the sexiest little sound. Making sure not to stop my slow thrusting, I reach over and grab the lube. Keeping my eyes on her, I pull the butt plug from my pocket. First sliding it through her folds, and she gasps at the cool metal touching her.

“What is that?” Her voice is breathless.

I hold it up, twirling it between two fingers so she can see all the sides, including the blue-diamond top.

Her eyes round, and her mouth pops open. “That’s meant to go in my ass?”

“Mhm. Trust me?”

She takes longer than I’d like to reply, but I think it’s because she’s nervous. At least that’s what I’m choosing to believe.

“Yes.”

“Good. Scoot your ass down and spread your legs, wide.”

She’s shaky, so I don’t attempt it right away. Dropping my head between her legs again, I get her worked up so her head drops back. Her back arches, pushing her beautiful tits into the air. My hands are preoccupied or I would grab one.

My dick is once again full mast and ready to feel her tight walls. I reach for the lube and squirt a bunch on the plug before running it through her own wetness and smearing it on her puckered ass. She squirms when my fingers press, but I hold her close.

“Relax, babygirl.”

She settles but keeps her eyes closed. With a hand flat on her stomach, I use the other to slowly push the tip of the plug into her.

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