I groaned as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against my sensitive clit.
He began to move his cock in time with his finger, fucking me slowly.
I heard Wiley's deep breathing, felt his tight grip on my hip. I wasn't the only one affected.
"It feels so good," I said. I may have lied in the past to protect him, but I would never lie about this. I would never lie about how he made me feel.
"You're going to make me come again, Piper, but this time I want to spend in your ass. I want to mark you there."
The heated words had me relaxing and softening, allowing him to slide in even remarkably deeper. Wiley pulled his cock all the way out and I cried out my disappointment. I felt empty and needy and so close to coming. Was he being intentionally cruel?
I looked over my shoulder and saw him dip his fingers in the jar of ointment, then spread the glistening substance over the length of his ruddy cock. It was so big, so swollen, almost angry looking. It must have taken much energy for him to pull out.
Once complete, he carefully slipped his finger from my ass and I immediately felt his cock there, then begin to push forward, then ease up.
"Relax, sweetheart. Take a deep breath, good. Now let it out and relax. Push back for me."
His cock was so slippery that when I did as he said, the broad head of his cock stretched me wide, then slid in. I could have sworn I heard a 'pop' but it was just in my mind, for that's what it felt like.
We both groaned together. Wiley dropped to brace himself on one hand, his chest curving over my back. In this position, he was able to slowly m
ove forward and back, filling me a little at a time.
It was so much different than his cock in my pussy; so much tighter, with a hint of pain, yet so much more intense.
I could feel my orgasm just out of reach, for the feelings within my pussy where he'd stroked to life, combined with finding all kinds of new sensitive places deep within my ass had me on the brink.
"I need to come, Wiley. Please, oh God, let me come."
His breath fanned my shoulder, his kisses almost wild. His teeth even nipped along my shoulder. It was as if he were a stallion marking me.
"Touch yourself, sweetheart. Rub you clit and fly."
I didn't delay, but reached down between my legs and touched myself. I'd come so recently that I just had to flick over that engorged little bud and I came, this time my scream lodged in my throat.
"Jesus, you're strangling my dick. I can't hold back," Wiley growled and in one last thrust of his hips, he bit down on my shoulder and I felt the torrent of hot seed filling me.
It was the most intense orgasm ever and when it ebbed, I had nothing left. I was so sated, so well satisfied I all but wilted into the bed.
Wiley slowly pulled from me, and I felt his hot seed slip out with him.
"That's a gorgeous sight." Wiley's possessiveness was apparent and very appealing.
I smiled into the pillow. "Mmm," I replied. "I feel very well cared for."
Wiley dropped down beside me so we faced each other. "Cared for? That's what you have to say about the best fuck of my life? Your life, I'll have you know." He almost sounded grumpy about my description.
"As I said before, I don't have much to go by, therefore you will need to continue to prove yourself."
He flopped onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes. "Woman, you're going to be the death of me."
"Let's do it again," I replied wickedly. I felt as if I was finally free and Wiley was my partner in life, my partner in fucking.
"A bath. We need a bath and then I'll do as you bid. I will be your stallion and service you just as you need. All day long. Once we get home to the ranch, I won't let you out of bed."
I rolled onto my belly so I lay half on top of him and toyed with the hair on his chest.
"Mmm. I like the idea of being serviced, and the idea of going home even more, but do you think we can work on that baby?"