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I swipe my tongue from her clit all the way back to her arse, circling around her puckered hole, even as she tries to pull away from me. I slap her other arse-cheek and grab hold of her hips, my grasp tight enough to bruise as I keep her in position.

Her pussy is dripping, and I press my tongue in as deep as I can to devour every drop that I can reach, before circling around her clit and then her arse, driving her crazy.

Harper’s moans soon turn to whimpers, and she pushes her arse back, smothering me as she begs for more. But I’m not ready to stop feasting on her sweet juices just yet.

As I give her arse more attention, knowing she’ll need it for what I have planned, I take one hand off her hip and rub my fingers over her clit, forcing Harper to arch her back further as she cries out against the bed, whilst rocking into me.

Once her arsehole is wet, I move my fingers there, and Harper freezes beneath me when she feels me pressing against her puckered hole.

“Lawson, I⁠—”

I slap her arse again, cutting her off before she can protest any further. “I’m taking your arse tonight, Harper. It’s the last piece of you I don’t own, and after I’ve taken it, you will completely belong to me.”

Although her eyes are wide with fear, there’s a hint of excitement there too, and my dick throbs in anticipation of how fucking tight she’s going to be, and how much I’m going to enjoy claiming the last piece of her.

“Will you…will you make sure it doesn’t hurt?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

I lean over and kiss her lips, before peppering kisses along the curve of her spine, as I tell her, “I can’t promise it will be completely pain-free, but by the end, it will be more pleasure than pain.”

She takes in my words for a second, as I continue kissing my way down her spine, then over the globes of her arse, before nibbling along her thighs.

She lets out a soft sigh as she nods once. “Okay, I want to try.”

I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face, one that she happily returns, and I waste no time pressing the tip of my finger against her saliva-covered hole. As the tip slips past her tight ring, we both let out matching groans, and I can’t get over how tightly she’s gripping my finger.

I pull the tip back out and reach for the bottle of lube I threw on the bed. “Eventually, you’ll be able to take me with just spit, but as it’s your first time, this will make it easier,” I explain as I drip the lube down her arse-crack, and Harper shivers from the cold liquid touching her heated skin.

This time when I press my finger against her hole, it slides in much easier, and I don’t stop until it’s all the way in. Harper tries to pull away at first, but I drop the lube and grab hold of her hip, stopping her with my bruising grip.

I pull my finger back before pushing in deep once more, keeping up the rhythm as I get faster with each thrust. It doesn’t take long for Harper to relax beneath my touch, and she’s soon rocking back to meet my thrusts, bliss written on her face.

When I add a second finger, she cries out as her arse stretches to accommodate it. As I sink both digits in deep, she whimpers, but still rocks her hips to meet my movements.

Since she’s no longer trying to run away, I let go of her hip and move my hand beneath her, seeking her sensitive clit. As I stretch out my fingers while they’re deep inside her arse, I rub against her clit, using her pleasure as a distraction.

Harper whimpers and moans as she continues to grind against my hands, her eyes dark with lust as she begs me. “Please, Law… More, please.”

“Do you want my cock in your arse, sweetheart?” I push a third finger into her arse as I ask, stretching her until she screams, as I rub on her clit to provide the perfect distraction.

It’s clear her head is spinning, and she’s lost between the pleasure and pain, unsure of what it is she actually wants. “Yes, please,” she mutters, her eyes fluttering closed as she loses herself to the overwhelming sensations.

I pull my fingers from her arse, making her hiss, before I slap her arse-cheek, dragging a yelp from her lips. Her eyes fly open and she glares at me, silently asking why I stopped and why I spanked her.

“Eyes on me, sweetheart. I want you to watch as I claim every piece of you,” I tell her, my voice thick with emotion as I press the tip of my cock against her hole.

She missed me spreading lube over my length, but she’s so tight, I’m not sure I’d get all the way in without it. My dick isn’t exactly small, and she was gripping my fingers tight. Even with three stretching her open, it’s only a fraction compared to my cock.

Her eyes grow wide with fear when she feels me pressing into her, the ring of muscle protesting against me. I gently stroke her clit, as I use my other hand to caress the pink handprint I left on her arse-cheek, keeping my movements slow and soft to help Harper relax.

“Take a deep breath, sweetheart, and when you feel me pressing against you, I want you to push too,” I tell her.

Her bright eyes seem to get impossibly wider as she shakes her head. “What do you mean push?”

“Like you’re going to the bathroom. It will help you relax,” I explain, but she just scowls at me.

“I can assure you, it won’t help me fucking relax. I’ll be worried about…embarrassing myself,” she snaps, sounding more sure than the blush on her cheeks suggests.

“Harper, just do as you’re told and make life easier. Trust me.”