I went downstairs and poured her a drink. She’d been talking about this green tea that she loved that had berry flavors and you served it iced. I found some and bought it. I got her a tall glass and myself some regular iced tea. When I got back up to the bathroom, she had her head lying back on a towel with her eyes closed.
“Baby, are you awake?” I whispered. She opened her eyes. I handed her the glass. She took a sip and then moaned.
“That’s the tea! Where did you find it?”
“I have my ways. Now, you relax, and I’ll be in the bedroom. If you need me, call out.”
“Don’t you want to join me?”
“I’d love to, but then you wouldn’t relax. Let me pamper you.” She smiled and relaxed back again with her tea in her hand.
Out in the bedroom, I lit a candle and got out my supplies. My phone chimed with a text. It was Zara. I’d arranged for them to text me every two hours to tell us how Hope was doing. I didn’t want Ilara to worry. She had no idea I’d done it.
A half an hour later, she called out to me. “Honey, I’m done. Are you still out there?”
“Yep, wait for me.” I hurried into the bathroom and helped her stand up. I didn’t want to have her slip from the bath bomb. I toweled her dry and then gave her a kiss before I took her hand and led her out to the bedroom and over to the bed. “Lie down on your stomach.”
She gave me a questioning look, but she did it. As soon as she was in position, I took the bottle I had in the warmer by the bed. I squirted some liquid on my hand. She turned her head and watched me. “What is that, Donovan?”
“This is body oil. I’m going to give you a massage. Close your eyes and relax.”
“You don’t need to do that.”
“Yes, I do. Relax.”
She closed her eyes. I started at her neck and slowly worked down her whole body. I made sure not to leave a single inch of her unoiled or unrubbed. She was soon moaning. I could feel the tension leaving her body. Her moans were making me imagine doing other things that would make her moan. I fought to keep my erection under control. That wasn’t what I was here for.
When I reached her feet, I told her to roll over. She flipped for me. Now, I had to really control myself. I’d have my hands on those breasts. Her ass had almost done me in. This time I started at her feet and worked my way up her body. At the juncture of her legs, I had to stop and tell myself not to spread her thighs and taste her. I could see what looked like wetness on her pussy.
I ran my hands up her stomach and ribs to just under her breasts. She had her eyes open, watching me. I slid my hands up and squeezed her breasts in both hands. She moaned and her ass came up off the bed. I concentrated on massaging them, her shoulders, and down her arms to her fingers. When I reached her fingers, she sat up.
She grabbed me and brought my mouth to hers. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and teased it with hers. My lips moved on hers. As we kissed, I felt a hand press against the front of my shorts. My cock was rock hard and weeping. She stroked me through the fabric. I moaned this time. “Shit, if you keep that up, we’re going to be doing something else,” I warned her.
“Good, I need a massage on the inside too. Why don’t you take off those shorts and slide that cock inside of my pussy? I need a hard and fast massage. Make me scream, Donovan. Make me come,” she moaned against my lips. That was all it took. I broke.
I stood up and ripped off my shorts. I stroked up and down my length with my oily hands. She was massaging her breasts and tugging on her nipples. She’d spread her legs and I could see the juices glistening on her pussy. I growled and crawled on the bed between those sexy legs. I yanked them wider and lowered my head. The first swipe of my tongue had me moaning.
“Jesus, you taste so damn good. Let me have more,” I growled, before I went to town eating her pussy. It didn’t take me long to have her crying out with her first orgasm. As she relaxed from it, I pushed her back up toward another. This time, in addition to my tongue and mouth, I inserted my fingers in her tight pussy and finger fucked her into another orgasm.
I was almost crazed with need, but I needed to make her come one more time before I buried my aching cock inside of her. As she begged me to stop, I worked her toward the third one. Only this time, I decided to see what she’d do with me trying something else.
She’d told me she wanted to experience what I liked in bed. This was something I wanted to try. If she liked it, she would get off even harder. When I thrust my fingers into her pussy, I teased her puckered asshole with my oiled pinky. She gave a tiny squeal and looked down at me in surprise.
“Wanna feel what a finger in the ass does for you?”
She didn’t say anything for a moment or two, then she nodded her head. “Do it. Let me feel what it does. Maybe I’ll like it, and you can try something else there.”
I jerked in surprise. Was she telling me she might let me put my cock in her ass? I loved sex and anal sex was a part of it. I’d had women who loved it, some who liked it, and others that wanted nothing to do with it. I went with what they were comfortable with. A lot would let me finger their asses, but not actually fuck it. I groaned at the thought she might.
I teased and thrust and watched her face as I worked my pinky slowly inside of her. She moaned and I could tell she was trying not to tense up. When I got it all the way in, I slowly pulled back and then thrust back inside, at the same time I did it to her pussy with my other fingers. She gave a long, deep moan and she clenched down on them.
“Would trying something else involve toys or my cock?” I whispered, as I thrust over and over. She was panting and her hips were moving on the bed. She was getting close. She looked down at me again. She licked her lips and squeezed her breasts.
“The way you’re making me feel right now, I think the chance of you getting your cock in there is good. It might split me in half, but I’ll try it.” Her words had me quickening my thrusts and latching onto her clit with my mouth. I flicked her clit over and over with my tongue. She screamed and her ass came all the way off the bed when she came. Juices flooded my mouth and my fingers were crushed by her pussy and ass as they spasmed around them. I kept working both holes until she was sobbing for me to stop.
I slowly withdrew my fingers and reached over to grab a towelette. I wiped them. When I had them clean, I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her belly. She gave a squeal of surprise. I kissed up her back and nipped her ear. “Get on your knees, head and chest down on the mattress. You wanna see more of the bear, here he comes. Tell me to stop if it’s too much,” I ordered her.
She nodded frantically as she got into position. I prayed this wouldn’t be too much. I got on my knees and spread her ass cheeks, so I could see her entrance. I lined up my cock and thrust into her in one long stroke. She wailed. Her pussy was so damn wet from her orgasms and tight as hell. I groaned the whole way in. When I was fully inside of her, I held onto her hips and pulled back. The next thrust was more of a slam. She moaned. Not hearing her objecting, I let go more.
In no time, I was slapping my pelvis off her ass as I buried myself inside of her. She was gripping the bedsheet and crying into the pillow. I teased her with my fingers and then took one and when I thrust back inside, I pushed my wet finger into her ass. She cried out and moaned. When it was inside her ass, I synced up my cock thrusts with my finger thrusts. She lost it. She came screaming so loud, I thought they might hear her at the clubhouse. Her pussy was almost cutting my cock in half while her ass squeezed my finger. She bucked back into me and kept thrusting herself onto my cock and finger as she milked them both. I roared and saw colors as I came. I came long and hard. I’d never had a load that big in my life.
As we rode out our orgasms, I panted out, “Oh yeah, my baby got more of the bear. And she’s gonna take this cock up her ass soon. We just need to work you up to it. Does that sound good?”
Her answer was to clench down on me and moan louder. I laughed. When we were both done and limp, we curled up together. I cradled her in my arms as I kissed her over and over. “I love you, Ilara.”
She whispered back right before she drifted off, “I love you too, my big bad bear.” I chuckled then closed my eyes. Things were turning around, thank God. I don’t know what I would’ve done if she hadn’t believed me.