Valorous(67)



Now if only I could figure out what to do about my fear of triggering another flashback for her. I’d rather die than do anything to cause her pain, and it’s going to be a long time before I forget the terrified look on her face, the screaming, the crying…

It’s unbearable.

I finally fall into restless sleep hours later. The next thing I know, we’re in the dungeon in New York, she’s facedown on the spanking bench, her arms and legs propped on the pads, her bottom raised for my pleasure. I’m aware that I’m dreaming and should put a stop to this while I still can, but I can’t bring myself to do that. I want to see how this plays out. I need to know.

Her ass is red from my paddle, and the largest of my plugs peeks out from between her cheeks. It’s still not as big as I am, as she’s about to find out. We’ve been building up to this moment for weeks now, but something is holding me back.

I’m afraid to scare her, to push her too far. She’s trembling, her legs shaking violently.

“Nat.” I run my hands up the backs of her legs to cup her heated cheeks. “We don’t have to do this. You can still say no. Let me hear your safe word if you’re not ready.”

“I’m not saying no, and I’m not saying my safe word either.”

“You’re trembling.”

“I’m excited.”

“You’re not scared?”

“Only a little. You said it will hurt.”

“It will. At first, but if you stay with me, I can make it so good for you. You’ll come so hard, harder than you ever have before.”

A huge shudder overtakes her. “Do it.” She’s so wet that her inner thighs are glistening.

I bend to lap up that moisture with my tongue, licking her from front to back where she’s stretched by the plug. She’s as ready as she’ll ever be, and I can’t wait any longer. I have to have her sweet ass. I need to know that every part of her is mine.

Grasping the base of the plug, I begin to withdraw it, removing it in slow, steady increments that make her whimper from the pressure. Withdrawal is every bit as grueling as insertion was, and I take my own sweet time, drawing out the pleasurable pain until she’s a trembling, vibrating mess of sensation. As the plug pops free, I move quickly to stroke a handful of lube onto my hard cock. I apply more lube to my fingers and press them into her, making sure she’s as ready as she can be.

I remove my fingers and replace them with my cock, pressing against her insistently.

She cries out. “It’s too big, Flynn. I can’t.”

I spank her ass, hard, and gain an inch. She’s so tight and hot that I worry I’ll come before I make it all the way inside her. “Who am I here?”

“Sir.” She’s sobbing, but she’s not using her safe word.

“Don’t forget it.” I soothe the place where I spanked, wanting to calm and comfort her now. “Press back against me, sweetheart. You can do it. You can take me.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. I know you can.” I reach around her to stroke her clit, and her entire body seems to clamp down on my cock, making me grit my teeth from the powerful need to come. That’s not happening until she takes all of me.

I stay where I am, about two inches inside her, giving her time to adjust. “Ready for more?”

“There’s more?”

I can’t believe she makes me laugh at a moment like this. “A lot more.” Bending over her, I kiss her back, which is covered in goose bumps. I slide my hands under her, tweaking her nipples, trying to give her something else to think about other than the cock that’s breaching her ass.

Rolling her nipples between my fingers, I give each of them a hard pinch that makes her scream and allows me to gain another inch.

“Holy f*ck,” she whispers. I’ve never heard her use that word before, and it’s hotter than hell coming from her.

“Does it still hurt?”

“It’s… Not like it did. It doesn’t feel good yet, though.”

“Give it a chance, sweetheart. Try to relax and let yourself go. I promise it’ll be amazing.”

She grunts, and I’m not sure, but she might be laughing. “Relax… Right. You try to relax when you’ve got a gigantic cock jammed up your ass.” She gasps. “Oh God, it just got bigger.”

“That’s what you get for talking dirty to me.” I pull back, ever so slightly, drawing a keening moan from her, and then push back, deeper than I was before. She’s now taken more than half of me, grunting and moaning all the way. I repeat the in and out movements several times, adding more lube to ease the entry. “That’s it, sweetheart. Just a little more.”

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