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Maybe I’m relaxed enough now because he pops his finger inside, swirling it.
“Zach, I…”
“Shh, relax. I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Push back.”
It takes me a second to realize that he means push back, not with my body, but with my internal muscles.
I burn with embarrassment as I obey him. As if by magic, his finger slips inside even more.
It’s weird, the fullness, but I don’t hate it.
In fact, it makes me want to rub my clit. It starts up an ache somewhere deep in my core.
Zach kisses my cheek softly and brings one hand to play with my nipple. That gets me going even more.
My pussy is juicing up and I shift on my feet, lodging his long finger inside my ass even deeper.
“You like that?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Thank fuck,” he mutters.
I don’t know how I can smile at a moment like this, when he’s working his finger inside my butt, but I do.
He starts up a rhythm, in and out, loosening me up somewhat, and I rock against him. A second later, I feel the pressure doubling up and I realize Zach has managed to pop in another finger. He’s scissoring them inside me, stretching me out for his cock.
I don’t think anything can prepare me for his thick, long erection but I love him for trying. For making me like it.
Lustfully, I cover his hand on my breast and press it. Zach moves his down then, leaving me alone to toy with my mound, and goes to my clit. He strums it, making me moan.
My orgasm takes me by surprise. It happens so quickly, so suddenly, as soon as he touches my clit. It’s not explosive though. But it’s enough to clench all the muscles in my lower body and relax me.
I miss his body heat when he moves away from me.
With heavy eyes, I see him soaping his dick and I know this is it. This is the moment he’ll enter my ass. He was just waiting for me to relax.
Looking up at me, Zach bends me forward even more and positions his dick. “Relax, okay? And push back.”
I nod. “Okay.”
Something somber washes over his face. Something that looks like gratitude. “I won’t hurt you, Blue.”
He’s said it to me before but this time, I feel it down to my soul. I know he means now. He means he’ll go slow. But I pretend he means emotionally, and he means forever.
“I know,” I reply. “Now put it in.”
A lip twitch.
And then, I feel the pressure. I have to turn away from him and rest my forehead on the wall.
Maybe I’m clamming up in fear because I feel Zach trying to enter but he hasn’t breached me yet. I feel him come forward and play with my clit again. It makes me jerk with how hypersensitive I am.
“Push back, Blue,” he whispers. “Let me in, baby.”
Something about the cajoling tone of his words and that wicked finger on my clit loosens me up again, and he manages to stick the crown of his shaft in.
“God,” I groan, panting.
Zach drops his forehead on my shoulder and bites at the skin. “Fucking Christ…”
His hips move, only a short jab but we both feel it too much with the way we’re moaning.
“You’re so tight. So, so tight. I can’t…” he rasps.
I hear the agony in his voice. It reminds me so much of the night he took my virginity and was so worried about hurting me that I reach back and caress his hair.
And I push back more, welcoming him deeper.
Zach curses, his hips slowly, very slowly, rocking into me. In and out. It’s barely there, the rhythm but still, I feel like I’m bursting at the seams.
I feel like I could come like this. With his fragile, careful pumps and his finger on my clit.
But then, he leaves my clit to grab my hips and keep me steady. Until then, I didn’t realize that I was swaying, that my legs were too weak to hold me up.
With his hands on my hips, Zach finds a better rhythm. His pumps are longer now, deeper, but still gentle and slow.
I can hear his raspy breaths. He’s strung tight like a bow. The pleasure is too much for him but he’s holding back for my sake.
That purpose I’d felt when I started washing him up floods over me again.
Resting my forehead against the wall, I play with my slippery nub, trying to loosen myself up for him. So he can go deeper, faster. So he can fuck my ass like he wants to.
It works, I think.
The more I play with my clit, the looser I become. The pain is bearable. The stretch doesn’t feel like it will bust me open any second, and his movements inside me are easier.
I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe that I’m taking him this way but everything about this feels right.
