Page 58 of A Winter's Secret

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Keeping my cheeks spread, Tristan lapped away, and each time he speared my hole with his tongue, my willpower to stop myself coming grew weaker.

“Bug, please,”I squirmed when the pressure in my balls became too much.“Please, fuck me now. I can’t wait any longer.”

Tristan lifted from behind me as he reached out and grabbed the lube. A chill ran through me as cold liquid trickled betweenmy ass cheeks, followed by Tristan’s finger smearing the lube over my hole.

“I can’t wait to be inside you, baby. You’re so damn tight,”Tristan groaned as he pressed his finger into me.

It wasn’t uncomfortable like the last time he pressed a finger into me, and my hands grasped the bedsheets as a tremor ran down my spine. Slowly, he pulled out before pressing into me again.

“Okay?”he asked when he was knuckle deep.

“Yeah…it feels good.”I closed my eyes, allowing the pleasure to course through me as Tristan withdrew his finger.

“I’m going to add a second finger now, baby,”he cooed.“I need to stretch you before you take me, but tell me if it gets too much.”

An incoherent mumble left my lips, too lost in the sensation flowing through me to form words. This time, when he pushed back in, I couldn’t help but tense as my hole stretched around his digits.

“Baby, relax. Let me in. You can take my fingers.”At his encouragement, I willed my muscles to unclench. He pushed both fingers further into me, passed the tight ring of muscles. Discomfort shot through me, but mixed in was a hint of pleasure.“How doesthatfeel?”

Breathing through the intense feeling, I managed to get the words out.“Strange, but…uh, good. Keep going.”

He moved his fingers, pressing them against my prostate, and a deep guttural groan flew from me as a shock of pleasure hit me like a lightning bolt.

“I’m going to stretch you a little so you can take me. Are you okay withthat,?”

His voice was thick with lust, and all I could manage was a nod of my head as my fingertips dug harder into the bedding. Inside me, his fingers parted, making a scissoring motion. My eyes slammed shut as the pleasure grew.

“Fuck, Bug. I… I…”

“You what, baby?”

“I can’t take any more. I need your cock inside me.”

A feral growl rumbled from deep in his chest as he withdrew his fingers, leaving me empty. He grabbed my hip, rolling me onto my back but repositioning the pillow under my hips. My aching cock throbbed as he reached for the lube and squeezed a generous amount into his hand, rubbing it over his shaft.

When his cock was glistening under the light, he positioned himself between my parted legs, one hand lining himself up, the other holding his weight as he hovered over me.

“Wrap your legs around me when I’m inside you, baby. I’m gonna take this at your pace, okay?”

I nodded, anticipation stealing my words as my heart raced faster than a bullet. Pressing his hips forward, the tip of his cock pressed against my tight hole. The first inch was bearable, but as he pushed further, stretching me, pain seared me. I grit my teeth, my entire body tensing.

“Do you want me to stop?”Tristan panted, panic filling his eyes.

“Don’t you dare, Bug,”I replied through gritted teeth.

Yeah, it hurt, but fuck, did I want this.

He pushed in another inch. Andthenanother. I sucked in deep breaths, willing my body to relax as Tristan and I stared at each other, his eyes blazing with his need. When he pushed in another inch, I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist, forcing him the rest of the way in.

“Jesus fucking Christ,”he hissed, lowering his head to kiss me. Our tongues lightly brushed against each other before he pulled away.“You feel fucking incredible. Are you okay?”

I nodded.“Justgive me a minute,”I replied, trying to adjust to the feeling of being so full.

“Take your time.”

He placed little kisses on my lips, moving to my jawline, and down to my throat. My cock pulsed, my balls heavy with the need to empty them. My hand slid up Tristan’s arm, cupping the back of his neck so I could bring his mouth back to mine.

When the ache in my body eased, I broke our passionate, slow kiss and grabbed his biceps again.“I’m ready, Bug. Move.”