Night Owl(37)

She pressed her hands to the wall and stuck out her ass. I felt a tremor pass through her and I smiled.

"Nervous?" I murmured. "This is your fault, Hannah. You just had to dance out there and make me look at your ass. Now I have to play with it. Did your other boyfriends like to play with your ass?"

"No," she whispered.

"Good. It's mine. You've got a nice round ass. Can you feel your little anus twitching? Trying to squeeze my finger out, trying to deny me."

I gazed down at my slick digit and the tight ring of muscle contracting against it. I hadn't even started to push. When I did, applying a slow pressure, Hannah jerked and tried to move away. I chuckled.

"Uncomfortable, right?"

"Nn... Matt."

"You're a good girl," I whispered. "Relax your ass darling. Or don't. Stay nice and tight and nervous. Either way, I'm doing this."

My finger popped in suddenly and Hannah yelped. I clamped a hand over her mouth. Through the door, I heard Jay yelling into his headset.

Hannah's body clenched at my knuckle. Holy hell, she was tight.

"You're alright baby." I spoke into her ear. Her nostrils flared and her dark eyes rolled toward me. "I know, I know, you want to see my finger in your ass, but you can't. It's only halfway in, Hannah. You like it? I know you want to moan and beg for my cock, but it seems like one of us has trouble being quiet." My soft laughter stirred her curls. "I'll have to keep your mouth covered. Do you feel your ass trying to get used to my finger?"

I wiggled my finger in Hannah's bottom. The muscles fluttered and tightened. Hannah grunted against my palm.

"That's nice baby, I like that noise. I like those embarrassing noises. You yowl like a cat when I f*ck you hard, and you whine and beg like a dog. This might be my favorite, though. You're grunting like a pig. Does that mean you like this?"

I shoved my finger in another centimeter. Hannah shuddered.


"Where's my noise? Come on baby, start grunting. If you don't make this good for me I won't f*ck you."

As usual, I couldn't keep my mouth in check. At least I was still whispering.

I pushed my finger in all the way and Hannah released another low, involuntary grunt against my palm. Fuck, I had her right where I wanted her. I started to finger her ass hard and fast, forcing my knuckles in against her body's resistance. Hannah jerked against the wall and the noises kept coming, snorts and grunts and snuffles that were driving me wild.

"That's nice, Hannah, god that's nice." My cock throbbed and I rubbed it against her skin. "When you stop snorting and grunting I can hear your ass kind of squelching with my finger in there. I'm getting a lot of lube inside you. I bet you can't wait to be back upstairs, walking around with that lube in your ass, maybe feeling a little sore. This is what you wanted when you shook your ass for me, right?"

Hannah gave a low, humiliated moan.

I stopped fingering her and she tensed.

"More?" I chuckled. "It's your turn now, lover. You need to show me how much you like this. Ride my finger. I'm going to uncover your mouth. Think you can keep your voice down?"

Hannah nodded frantically.

"Alright. You stay quiet and ride my finger good with your ass. Make sure you're rubbing your breasts against the wall. You're making me feel perfect."

I lowered my hand from Hannah's mouth and she took a careful breath. Her eyes slipped closed. With her hands pressed to the wall and her chest thrust into it, she began to bounce her ass on my finger.

"Nnnn..." A low, trembling hum sounded in her throat.

"Oh, darling," I breathed. I didn't dare take hold of my cock as Hannah forced her ass onto my finger. I would come. It was too sexy, the sight of Hannah's ass like that.

God, I had to get inside of her. It was hell to delay. It was heaven, too.

"Good girl, Hannah, good girl. Too bad you locked that door, huh? I know what you really want is for someone to come in here and see you riding my finger with your ass."

"Oh," she gasped.

I moved my other hand between Hannah's legs so that her next motion forced three of my fingers into her *.

She made a strangled noise.

"Shhh, shhh. Keep going. Now you're nice and full, aren't you?"

"Yes... yes."

"Good. This is how you like it, right? Something in your ass, something in your *. All you need is something in your mouth."

The possibility excited me as I considered it. A cute little plug for Hannah's butt, her purple vibrator deep in her cunt, and my cock in her mouth. We'd both come so hard. I shivered.

"God damn, Hannah, let's go." I slid my fingers out of her body and grasped her hips. She knew what was coming. She positioned her body so sweetly; I was wrapped around her finger. She gazed over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes and whispered my name. Why did I think I had any power over Hannah? I was hers.

I impaled her slowly. The cushioned walls of her sex gripped my cock, and when I slid back they sucked at me greedily. Mesmerized, I watched my shaft dip in and out of her, the smooth organ coated with her wetness.

"You... hold me so tight," I whispered. My voice was strained.

Usually I wanted to pound my way toward climax, at least for the first round, and especially with Hannah. She made me desperate.