Page 59 of This Woman


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“Where to start?” I ask thoughtfully, dragging my thumb across her bottom lip. “Here?” I slide the tip into her mouth, smiling when I feel her tongue circle the end. She’s doing anything she can to break me. I move my touch to her cheek and then lazily down her throat onto her chest. “Or here?” I ask, cupping her breast, looking to her for a reaction, tracing the edges of her nipple. Her gasp nearly has my dick breaking free from my trousers. “These are mine,” I tell her, moving to her flat stomach, circling a few times, before continuing down to her thigh. I tease her for a few moments, softly stroking her, feeling the warmth of her pussy.Soon, Ward.You’ll be back there again soon. I find her arse. “Or here?” I ask, and she stiffens. What will she say? Will she let me? “Every single inch, Ava.”Every. Single. Inch. I return my hand to her front, smiling when she relaxes. “I think I’ll start here.”

Her rush of relieved breath is short-lived. I take her face, getting close. “But I did meaneveryinch,” I assure her, preparing her, getting her used to the idea. She’s never had it before. And I want to claim that part of her.Everypart of her. I’m going to leave my mark everywhere, making it impossible for her to forget. Consume her.Make itimpossible to leave me.

I wedge a hand on the counter to hold me up, the very thought making me unsteady. My dick in her arse. That’s a sure-fire way of ensuring she never forgets me.

I rest a finger in the snug warmth of her pussy and drag it up, and she folds, her forehead meeting my shoulder. “You’re drenched,” I rasp, pushing my finger inside her and clenching my eyes closed. Fuck, her condition makes every attempt to push me away laughable. “You want me.” I withdraw, circling, spreading her pleasure, before diving deep again. She cries into me. “Tell me you want me, Ava.”

She’s spent already. It’s fulfilling and worrying. She’s got a long night ahead of her.

“I want you,” she cries, and I moan my happiness.

“Tell me you need me,” I demand.

“I need you.”

I look to the ceiling in gratitude.And I need you, baby.Fuck the whys and wherefores. It is what it is, and I’m happy with that. “You’ll always need me, Ava. I’m going to make sure of it.”Any way I can.“Now let’s see if we can fuck some sense into you.”

I remove my fingers from inside her and drag her off the counter, turning her around and positioning her hands on the edge.

“I want to see you.”

I ignore her and start getting her to where I want her, crowding her from behind. “Shut up and soak up the pleasure,” I whisper, grinding into her, reaching forward and taking her wrists. “No talking unless I tell you. You got that?”

She nods, and I smile on the inside. So stubborn. But so amenable. She’s becoming more perfect by the second. I brush my touch gently up her arms, working my way onto her shoulders, massaging away the last scraps of tension I can feel.

I drop my mouth to her neck, dotting soft, delicate kisses there. I’ve never found it so easy to be tender. “Your skin is addictive.” She hums quietly, the sound nothing short of orgasm provoking, and I laugh softly. “This good?” I continue tracing my mouth all over her neck, her jaw, her cheek. She turns to look at me, and I read her want, kissing her lips, my hands drifting down to her sensitive hips. “Keep your hands where they are.” Releasing her, I step back, my eyes never leaving her as I remove my trousers and boxers. I reclaim her. Slowly walk her back, my breathing more strained by the second. I take hold of her nape with one hand, my cock in the other, guiding it to her pussy. The second there’s contact, my knees begin to shake. I lower my mouth to her spine and lick a long trail up to her neck, finishing with a kiss. “Are you ready for me, Ava?” I ask. AmIready? “You can answer.”

“Yes,” she murmurs, and I exhale, advancing forward, clenching my eyes closed. Good God, I can hardly breathe. I’m struggling to move, being held captive by the pleasure she gives me.

I release my dick, taking the counter again for support, bracing myself for my next move. I don’t get a chance to make it. She jolts back, and I sink deep and hard, nearly choking as a result. “Fuck, Ava,” I bark, gasping for breath. “You turn me inside out.” My grip on her nape tightens, my other hand reaching for her breast. Staring down at her back, I fight off the urgency building, my compulsion to take her hard overwhelming me. It’s no good. Seeing her like this. Hearing her, feeling her, smelling her. “I can’t do this slow.” I squeeze her breast, withdrawing and pounding forward on a grunt.

“Jesse!”

I slip out lazily. “Quiet, Ava.” And enter her hard again, jolting her forward. I see her white knuckles flex, and when I’m sure she’s got a solid hold of the counter, I give in to my need and piston in and out of her like I might never get the chance to take her again. That thought. This moment. I shake it away and focus of blowing both our minds, moving my hold back to her hips and powering on, sweating, breathless, every muscle working harder than they ever have before. The walls of her pussy relentlessly grip me, increasing the friction. I’m out of my fucking mind. She lets out a little yelp, her body solidifying. No. She’s not going yet. “Not yet, Ava.” I need her to last the distance, to come with me. I pull out without thought, my face screwing up, both in pain and loss. There’s a better way, and it’ll be a check off my list.

I look down as she whimpers, my finger drawing a line down the center of her arse. She’s immediately a statue. “You can do this, Ava.” Just talk her through it. Reassure her. She has to let me take this from her. I move my hand to between her thighs and gather some of her pleasure, smiling at how saturated she is. No prep required. I spread it far and wide, making sure she’s ready for me. But she’s still a little stiff. “Relax, we’ll take it slow.” I continue working her, mentally willing her to loosen up.Come on, baby. It’ll hurt if you don’t ease up.I circle my thumb around her opening, watching her closely. Her shoulders rise. “Ava, relax.”

“I’m fucking trying,” she retorts, her fists clenching. “Give me time, damn it.”

“Watch your mouth,” I say around a smile, knowing I’m asking the impossible. Her sass makes me chuckle as I return to her pussy, working her a little more. She’s not denying me.

“Don’t you need some lubricant or something?”

“You’re soaking, Ava. That’s enough.” I will slip right in there, and I can’t fucking wait. If her pussy is tight, her arse will be... I shudder at the thought of my impending pleasure. “You’re not very good under instruction, are you?” I go in for the kill, pushing my thumb past her tight ring of muscles. We’ve gone backward. Moments ago, she was compliant. Docile. Not anymore. But I’m prepared to accept a little feistiness if it means I get to give her this experience. She trusts me. “Relax, woman.”

“Oh God,” she wails. “This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”

“Yes, at first.” But not for long, she has to believe me on that. “You have to relax. Once I’m in, you’ll love it. Trust me.”

Her head becomes floppy, her breathing even more labored. I reach for her neck and massage some more as I continue to get her ready to take me. She softens, and I mentally praise her, moving my hands down to her arse cheeks and pulling them apart. My teeth sink into my lip, my body tingling with anticipation as I guide myself to her tight hole. The second my dick meets her, she’s tense again, resisting my invasion. “Easy, lady. Let it happen,” I say, softly circling the tip of my cock across her skin.

I try again, my attention split between the back of her head and her arse, and I grit my teeth, advancing, moving my hands to her shoulders. “That’s it, Ava,” I whisper encouragingly. “We’re nearly there.” I can barely get my words out, my body sweating profusely, my dick sliding deeper and deeper.

“Shit!” she yelps, and I convulse, blinking rapidly to try and clear my distorted vision.

“Oh God, you’re so tight.” I start to vibrate, feeling her resist me again, every muscle in her arse clenching around my dick. “Stop fighting, Ava. Relax.”

And she does. Every part of her softens, and she moans.

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