“It’s okay, baby,” he said.
It took him a little time, and during it, he worked her clit with two fingers, making it hard for her not to be aroused. Once he was inside her, he didn’t stop touching her clit. He stroked her constantly, and only when she started to thrust back against his cock did he get the message and begin to move.
He was so slow, pulling out of her, and working his way in. Each glorious inch riding her ass had her gasping for more.
“Do you like me in your ass?”
“Yes.”
“You going to let me fuck you regularly?”
“Yes. Please, Rage. I need you to let me come.”
His fingers worked her clit, and he started to thrust more forcibly into her ass. “I’m the luckiest man in the world, do you know that? No one knows what an amazing, insatiable woman you are, and I’m not going to let any bastard find out how damn precious you are.”
She believed him. In the weeks they’d been together, Rage had showed a strong possessive side to his personality. Penny loved it, and found his brand of possession amazing.
The way he stroked her clit took her to the edge of her need, and held her there at the point as his thrusts turned to pounds as he claimed her ass as his own.
“I can’t hold on much longer.”
“Let me come,” she said, begging him.
They came together, and Penny screamed out his name at the same time that he did her name.
When it was over, they lay on the bed, panting. He’d shattered her world, turning it upside down, and spinning it completely on its axis.
Rage pulled out of her ass, and carried her through to the shower. He turned the water on, and sheltered her from the cool spray by covering her.
“You’re really sweet to me.”
“Exactly, you’re the only one I’m ever going to be sweet to.” He took hold of her face, taking possession of her lips. “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”
“And you are to me.”
She meant it, and she looked forward to the future with him.