As I try to calm my heart rate, Linc stops everything, takes in a deep, calming breath, and watches me with lust and love engraved in his steel gaze. Every one of his movements is calculated, like he’s trying to dominate himself. He didn’t come yet so I’m guessing he’s testing the boundaries of his control.
It’s when he reaches for the lube that everything clicks into place.
The anticipation runs through me and as excited I am to do this, I can’t deny that the fear of the pain is real.
“Shh, baby, I’ll be careful. Has anyone ever fucked your ass?” I’m loving this caring side of Lincoln Saint just as much as I love the closed-off control freak.
With unwavering care, Linc slowly slides the crown of his head into my ass before I get the chance to answer him, massaging my ass cheeks as he goes, murmuring words of encouragement.
You’re beautiful like this.
I love seeing my dick in your ass.
I’ve always loved you, Octavia.
Finally, he bottoms out, and when he does I let out a sigh of complete bliss. He doesn’t move for a bit, just sits there, digging the pads of his fingers into my flesh until I push back, begging for more.
“Linc, please. I need…” He knows exactly what I need, and he gives it to me.
With one hand on my ass cheek, he reaches down with the other to tweak my clit as he pulls almost all the way out before pushing back in. I don’t know how he has lasted this long without coming.
“Fuck, the sight of you taking my dick in your ass is more than I can handle, Octavia. I’m not gonna last.” I love that I have that effect on him. I love that I am the one who can break him away from his control. It’s heady as fuck.
Pinching my clit with one hand, he slaps my ass with the other as he begins to fuck me like I’m all he’s ever wanted. Slow at first, easy and careful, making sure he’s not ruining it for me. In and out, slap, slap, pinch, until he progressively loses the battle against his primal needs.
With one final thrust that sends me sliding against the headboard, Linc pulls out and the unmistakable sound of him jacking himself off reaches my ears.
He’s marking me.
He’s coming all over my ass.
I reach down to my clit, even though I know it’s a long shot, and try to alleviate the need that I feel at the image of Linc violently stroking himself, about to come all over me.
The first jet of cum hits my sensitive skin, making it come to life like a dormant volcano exploding into the night sky, but when I rub out my clit, the pleasure it produces has me screaming into the mattress.
Linc roars out his orgasm and squeezes my ass as he comes over me. It’s hot and it’s heady and it makes my head spin, but holy fuck that was hot.
I think I may pass out from pleasure—I feel like Jell-O—but not before I hear the deep timbre of his voice, words dark and ominous yet only making me love him more.
“I’m all over you, Octavia,” he declares, panting and deadly. “For-fucking-ever.”
We both collapse onto the bed, him on top of me, his dick nestled between my ass cheeks, as he whispers in my ear.
“All mine.”