Page 128 of Breaking the Stallion


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He moved his hand inside me, fingers still coned and straight. He was deeper than his cock went, and it was still fine. I kept nodding, encouraging him to keep going, before I lost my nerve, and he did, moving in just past his wrist and no more. It was time, and I closed my eyes, ready for his hand to curl into that fist inside me.

“Ready?”

“Yeah. Yeah, Noah. Yeah.”

I could have called him Sir, but the moment called for me to call him by his name. It was as serious as it got, our kink, and breath play or cutting, it was possibly the most dangerous thing we could do.

That wasn’t lost on me. Anything in the wrong hands could hurt a sub badly. Bull whips, fire play, choking, but a fist inside of a body, done badly, could cause irreparable damage. I knew Noah would never hurt me on purpose, but things happened beyond a person’s control. Part of that was on me, staying still, being placid so his hand could move in me gently, and once I felt it, his fingers tucking under, I closed my eyes and let my freak fly.

I saw stars blinking behind my closed eyes, lights flashing, and a peace come over me that made all my limbs numb and tingly at once.

I wasn’t gone, like I got when I was being whipped. I felt Noah’s hand. In fact, it was amplified. I felt all of it, each finger as it curled, and I felt the knuckles protruding inside me. I felt… perfect.

I was being fisted. The thought of it alone got that little spark of orgasm to return and grow. I thrashed my head from side to side, knowing that if it got much bigger, there was no way I could keep it at bay.

“Noah,” I croaked, and just saying his name aroused me more. “May I… I need to…”

I couldn’t speak. There was a fist up my ass, but my glorious partner knew what I was asking. “You may come whenever, baby, and over and over again, if you want. You’re off restriction for a while now.”

It was like that light behind my eyelids was turned all the way up and I was blinded by it, and sounds became thundering, the blood running through my veins heated and I tried to scream, but my chest was heavy, like a boulder had fallen on it. I threw my head back and felt the rush of climax come over me like nothing I’d ever felt in my life.

As I came, I felt him moving inside me, fistfuckingme, and it made me come harder, the act of it, the lewdness, all of it hitting me at once, and the climax continued until I couldn’t breathe or think. All I could do was feel.

When I came around, I felt more movement, but Noah was slowly fucking me with the fist, and that didn’t match what I was feeling, the bed shaking like it was, and I moved my head to see, and there was Noah, jacking off quickly with one hand while the other was slowly fisting me.

How utterly erotic that was, the sight of him, so turned on by the act that he had to bring himself to orgasm. As my head fell back on the pillow, I groaned loudly, feeling the rise of yet another orgasm heating my stomach.

Each time Noah and I made love, it was intimate and beautiful. Even the kink was beautiful with him, but that act was the most intimate of my life. I’d never felt closer to another living soul than I did that night, on our bed, with Noah deeper inside me than anyone had ever been. He moved only halfway up his arm and stopped at the last, watching me, seeing my dreamy, crazed smile and he took out his arm, slowly, carefully, and I felt so empty but yet satisfied.

He took a towel and cleaned his arm, his cum off his body and then cleaned all around my ass, and he climbed next to me on the bed, grinning from ear to ear. “You… liked it!”

I laughed at him, still floating. “I loved it. I feel so close to you right now.”

“Me too. I felt it while I was in there, like… how fucking amazing it was. We need a shower, but I want you to feel okay first.”

“I’m okay. My legs are weak as hell, but I’m okay. I’m better than okay, Noah.”

“You still need aftercare. I’ll help you into the shower and if you feel funny, you call out red right off, and I’ll help you out and back into bed.”

I touched his face with a hand that felt too light to belong to me. “You always worry about me.”

“Not always. In fact, less now than I used to. You’re doing well, Eli. I can’t even tell you the changes I’ve been honored to witness. You’re growing every single day, and with you, it’s making me grow, too. That’s a feat, teaching an old dog like me new tricks.”

“You’re not old. You’re perfect. Thank you for… finding me, and saving me from… so much.”

“We still got a guy out there that wants to hurt you. I’m not gonna rest until I see him in jail or dead. But… besides that, I’ll spend my life making sure you’re taken care of and… dammit, Eli, I love ya.”

“I love you, Noah. For the rest of my life.”

End Book One

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