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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.
So, so right.
I was made for him. Every part of my body is his for the taking.
Zach groans with every inch he gains inside of me and his needy, horny sounds are pushing me over the edge.
My entire world is centered on him right now.
