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He ran his finger down her slickened folds then pulled the cheeks of her ass apart. She was grateful his body hid hers from view, although she knew she wouldn’t have that comfort soon.

He knelt then pulled her cheeks apart further before coating her asshole with lube. Then he pushed the tip of one finger inside her, resting it there for a moment, just letting her feel the slight invasion before pushing it further inside.

Her body tightened, her nipples hardening even further. There was something about having her butt played with that completely turned her on. Didn’t matter if he was massaging her cheeks or putting a finger inside her, it was guaranteed to turn the heat up.

He added a second finger, pushing deeply. Then he spread them apart, stretching her. She moaned at the slight sting of pain. He stood and placed his thumb on her clit, rubbing gently as he thrust those two fingers in and out of her ass.

Holy hell.

Her passage throbbed, her need to come so great she really didn’t know how she could hold back. She needed more. Craved it. Just as she decided an enema couldn’t be all that bad, and that surely it couldn’t be good for her body to hold back an orgasm like the epic one she had coming, he drew back.

She closed her eyes, desperately biting back her scream of disappointment. Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs, her brain spinning. And then she felt it.

Something cool and foreign pressing against her back hole.

“Uh-uh, don’t tense up,” Sloan told her, rubbing his free hand up and down her thigh.

How did he expect her not to tense up?

“Or I can change this out for a ginger plug. Each time you clench down, you’ll find a whole new level of torture as the ginger releases its juices into your ass. Been told it packs quite a sting. Especially if you’re getting a spanking while it’s in there.”

He wouldn’t.

She opened her eyes to look up at him.

Oh, he totally would.

She took a deep breath in, letting it out slowly in an effort to relax as much as possible as he pushed the plug deep. It stung at first, the muscle unused to something so big invading her. Sloan had never taken her there before and he was decidedly bigger than the butt plug.

She wondered how his cock would feel pressing inside her. Firm. Thick. Hot.

She shivered.

“Do I want to know what you were just thinking about?” Sloan murmured.

She met his dark gaze with her own, and another shiver raced through her at the passion in his gaze. His hair fell into his eyes, and he shook his head to dislodge it.

He took her breath away.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” she told him.

A surprised grin lit his face and he chuckled. “Only you would call me gorgeous while you’re getting your butt plugged.”

She gave him an embarrassed smile. “Not the right time?”

“I wouldn’t say that.” The plug was seated deeply inside her, and she had to take a few moments to adjust to feeling stretched to the limit. It wasn’t painful, but she wouldn’t say it was comfortable either.

“Now for the fun part,” he drawled.

Oh, she didn’t like the sound of that.

Damn, he could stand there and look at her all day.

Her pale skin almost seemed to glow under the lights, highlighting those delicious curves. Full breasts tipped with red nipples, her legs spread, putting her glistening pussy and plugged ass on display, she took his breath away.

He loved the way she held nothing back. He could see her every emotion on her face, could immediately tell what she was thinking or feeling. It made his job as her Dom easier and it made him more relaxed. More trusting when he hadn’t been certain he’d ever trust again.

His hands almost trembled with a burning need to pull down his pants and take her. But this wasn’t about his pleasure. Well, not just about his pleasure. He intended that one of them would orgasm tonight, and it wouldn’t be her.


Tags: Laylah Roberts Doms of Decadence Erotic