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“Do you remember your first words to us?”
I was dizzy. Distracted. Dying to be filled.
“No, what?”
“You can just put that anywhere,” he murmured. “That’s what you said. At the time, I’d been staring at your ass in those tight ripped jeans for about an hour. Thinking about where I’d ‘put it’.”
I sighed as he continued slowly rubbing the head, first up and then down. So badly I wanted him to plunge inside me. The wait was excruciating.
“I… think… you were handling one of my boxes,” I murmured.
“Still am.”
Roman shifted forward a bit, stretching my legs further apart. His cock still teased my entrance. His hard body, hovering over mine.
“I know where I’d put it now,” he breathed headily. “Right… about…” He gripped his shaft and pushed down, until the very tip was pressed tightly against my asshole. “Here.”
I gulped. My pussy was still throbbing, but the pressure down lower felt absolutely delicious.
“No one’s ever put anything there,” I said shakily.
“No?” He sounded surprised. “Ever?”
“Ever.”
My lover shifted again, and this time I felt the tip push a little further. It encountered a natural resistance. Even as I struggled to relax.
“Well ma’am,” Roman chuckled. “I can assure you I’m a professional.”
My heart was racing. My stomach, tied in knots. I’d never tried. Always wondered.
“You’ll be gentle?” I asked, without realizing I’d said anything.
“I’ll handle with care,” he flirted back.
“I mean… It’s not like…”
“I’ll take it really slow,” he assured me, kissing his way up my cheek. Roman placed his forehead against mine. Our eyes met, and an understanding passed between us.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
I bit my lip. I nodded.
“Good. That’s the first step.”
I jumped a little as he leaned back, then pulled something from his nighttable drawer. It was a deep red bottle. He unscrewed the cap, and I could smell the scent of jasmine.
“Here.”
He pinned my hand overhead, then dribbled some of the oil into my palm. It felt warm somehow, even though it wasn’t.
“We’ll go at your own speed.”
Roman took my hand gently, bringing it down to his rock-hard cock. I stroked him up and down, admiring how impossibly thick he was. Up until this moment, that had been a very good thing. But now…
“That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
He was all coated now, and it was even warmer than before. I couldn’t stop stroking him. Even when he took the bottle and poured some into his own palm.
