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He tugs my wrist toward him, giving me no choice but to stumble up against his chest.
“Kiss me,” he orders in a gruff whisper.
I follow his direction gladly. I want nothing more than to feel his lips against mine.
Everything is so uncertain in our lives now that we have to start new. We have to build from scratch. But the one thing that my new husband and I have is the intense chemistry that makes it almost impossible to keep our hands off of each other. When in doubt, fuck. I think that may be the new motto we live by. At least for now until we figure out who exactly we are to each other and what that means moving forward. But as the man kisses me, I have no issue at all with this new motto.
“Remove your clothes,” he orders again.
Without hesitation, something I now know he appreciates—immediate compliance—I stand back and with as much grace as I can muster, remove each item as seductively as I can. It’s a dance I am performing for my audience of one.
Apollo sits back on his desk and crosses his arms against his chest, clearly enjoying the display.
“Stand naked before me,” he orders once all my clothes are removed.
I do so without protest.
“Spin and allow me to see that ass of yours.”
I do as he asks, turning my back to him.
“Bend over so I can see you on full display.”
I pause for a moment but follow his request. “Your demands are dark and twisted.”
“You have no idea how true that statement is. Spread your cheeks for me. I want to see the asshole that I plan to claim again and again,” he orders.
My heart skips, but I reach behind me and pull apart the fleshy mounds of my ass. The cool air of the room invading the most intimate of spots sends shivers down my spine. He says nothing for seconds, but it seems like a lifetime. I remain in position, almost feeling his stare. The juices that form between my lips are also on display, and I’m sure he can indeed see that fact. I can smell my scent of need and wonder if he can smell me as well as see exactly what his authoritative words do to me.
I hear the motion of him getting off the desk. I remain in position, determined to stay that way until he gives the command to move. I hear him rummaging through a drawer and fight the temptation to glance over.
I jump slightly when I feel his palm on my ass. “Keep them spread,” he directs. A cold liquid touches my anus, and I tense and nearly let go of my cheeks. “I want to take you here. I want my cock buried in the depth of your ass again.”
My heart beats so hard, I can feel the pulse in my temples. I swallow back the lump in my throat, trying not to jerk up and run out of the office. Panic mixed with a forbidden desire to have him do just as he pleases rumbles within me. I liked it last time. In fact, I loved it. But it still makes me nervous as I await the biting stretch.
He continues to spread the lubrication all around my anus and presses it past the puckered hole with his finger. He coats every inch of my hole, preparing it for entry.
He moves me to the edge of the desk and presses me down to lie on my stomach against the cool surface. “Have you fantasized about me taking your ass again?”
I nod, realizing that subconsciously I must have. The idea of anal sex has always been off limits with us before, and yet, here I am with this man, excited…craving it more than once. I want it as part of our marriage for so many reasons, and even reasons I’m not sure of. My body says yes, even though my insecurities may say no.
“I will be gentle, but it will take some time for you to adjust. Just because it happened before and I’ve played with that hole of yours, doesn’t mean you’ll get used to the bite. I need you to trust me, relax with my touch, and completely give me your submission.”
“Is it going to hurt just as bad as last time?” I ask in my most innocent voice. I’m enjoying this little game. I want his cock buried in my ass again more than anything, and I know he wants the same. But the innocent anal virgin game is fun.
“You know it will. Just the way you like it, princess.”
I nod. I can’t say anything more if I try. My breathing comes in ragged pants, and my body hums with a sensation I’m new to experiencing.
He lowers himself over my back and softly kisses the side of my neck, my shoulder, my earlobe—each kiss sending tingles to my throbbing pussy. His cock presses against the crease of my butt.
“I’m scared,” I lie. The only thing I’m truly scared of is him stopping.
“I’ll take care of you. Just breathe and trust me.”
“I’m scared it’ll hurt too much,” I continue.
“You’ll feel a bite of pain as my cock enters you. But as your little hole relaxes, it will allow me better entrance. You just have to relax the best you can.” He kisses my neck and nibbles my ear. “But the pleasure I give you will be worth the bite of pain.”
