Chapter 31
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
VIVIAN
I’ve never felt so powerful, yet so unsure in my life. So turned on, yet tentative.
“You really want this?” I tease the tip of the black silicone strap-on over Jace’s perfect hole.
“With you?” He reaches up, palming my naked breast. “Fuck yes, this is my secret kink.”
God, he’s beautiful. He’s groomed. He’s a huge, honed man, spreading his hulking legs and trusting me.
I glance up at my phone, which he’s put on a tripod, recording us.
“You’re good, baby,” he promises. “But you can double-check if you need to be sure.”
“No, I trust you.”
Jace wants us to record this. We framed the shot so you can clearly see it’s him, his face and naked body on the bed, and me, kneeling between his legs.
But we made sure to aim it downward such that my face isn’t exposed. It’s only me from the neck down, a naked woman, about to peg a very big man.
I gaze down, aroused by how he’s bobbing hard and heavy, clearly craving this. “Do you need more lube?”
He grins. “Don’t think there can ever be too much lube when it comes to anal.”
“Have you ever done this?”
“Only to myself,” he reveals, and the sudden image is so hot, I chew my lip as he shares, “I have an anal dildo, curved to hit my prostate.” He pauses, seeing my eyelids lower with lust. “I started fucking myself thinking about you, Viv. All the time. Since I couldn’t have you, I needed to feel something inside me. ”
He makes my heart pound. He’s so open and unashamed with me. I can smell my lust dripping for him. My musk mixing with the scent of what Jace has already left inside me.
I didn’t know it was possible for a man to fill me even more. Not just my body and heart, but my mind can’t wrap around this. I can’t fathom a man giving this to me, but he is.
The act, the trust, the video.
“Jace, I want to be inside you, just as you’ve been inside me now. But are you sure—”
“Yes, Viv.” He fists his swollen shaft, stroking it. “I’m not ashamed for you to fuck my ass. Clearly, I want it. I trust you as much as you trust me, and I want to make a video of us sharing this. It’ll be ours to watch privately. Just us. That’s how it’s supposed to be.”
This is more than how it’s supposed to be.
This is the other side of my wall, the shame, the silence, and Jace won’t stop until he tears it down. Until nothing stands between us.
And I won’t stop either.
The only way out of shame is to speak it open.
“What will we do while we watch this video?” Like I’m drizzling a sundae, I pour lube over his hard cock.
He looks at me with an expression of pride, of possession. “I’ll fuck your ass while we watch you fucking mine.”
Grinning, I fist his thick, glistening shaft. I start stroking him as I carefully breach his entrance. The sudden arch of his back is hypnotic with his sexy groan. “Fuucck, Viv.”
I halt, barely stretching him, waiting until he opens for more. “What did you imagine while you fucked yourself thinking of me?”
“This.” He spreads his thighs wider, his breath ragged. “You fucking my ass because you let me fuck yours. I used to see this toy on the shelf… fuck… and imagine us doing this. Umph, Viv.” He pants. “Give me more, baby.”
“You need to be ready. Remember? Just like I love being your sweet slut, getting ready for you?” I fondle his balls. “You have to be mine, Jace.”
“Oh fuck, Viv, I am.” His fists clench the sheets. “Make me your slut.”
I keep milking his tip, loving our erotic equity, letting the lube ooze between my fingers; the sound lewd and luscious. Stroking his rigid shaft, one-handed, my other hand moves from his balls to slowly urge the toy farther inside him, gently pressing against that spot of resistance.
But I’ll never hurt him; I wait.
“Fuck, Viv, look at you.” He reaches, palming my breasts as if he’s enraptured by the sight of them, the feel of them. “Your body is a goddamn masterpiece, baby. I don’t just want to fuck you, I want to give you every fantasy like this.”
“Every fantasy?” His tip is leaking. I’m right there, waiting for him to yield, to open.
“Fuck yes,” he grunts. “Anything. Everything. Tell me what you want.”
I glide my slick thumb over his most sensitive spot. “Can we play gym teacher and naughty schoolgirl?”
He groans, his eyes rolling. “Oh, fuck yes.”
“The nurse and her horny, hot patient?”
“Please.”
“The boss seduced by the sexy secretary?”
“Hell, yes.” He growls. “My secretary can crawl to me naked and suck my dick.”
I stop stroking him. “Who said you were the boss?”
Suddenly, he laughs. It bounces his cock and makes us feel even safer, closer. I’m sharing more than kinky sex with Jace.
This is intimacy and trust. This is us, trying together, making mistakes, and still talking it through. This is laughter and tears shed, hugs given and hearts exposed.
This is all love and no shame between us.
Jace is right. We’ve built this together, and it felt like a punishment to be just friends for so long, but now it feels like an answered prayer.
I’m not shocked by who he is: his past, his father, his family.
I’m proud of him.
I love him.
He’s not judgmental about what I’ve done: my past, my ex, my betrayal. In fact, he’s helped me to make everything wrong, right again. What’s hurt is healed.
“Give me more, Viv.” He lifts his hips. “And put it inside your pussy too.”
Jace chose this toy. He wasn’t in the showroom long before he returned to my studio with it and a bottle of lube in hand.
The vibrating strap-on he picked is actually strapless.
One long, phallic shaft goes inside him, and the other end is a curved bulb, designed to give me G-spot stimulation while I grind my clit against the ribbed base of the shaft.
I’ll grip it in my pussy, and thrust it inside him.
Jace wanted this for my pleasure as much as he wanted it for his.
My god, it only makes me wetter and more in love.
My hand shakes as I reach down and insert the end meant for me. My pussy is soaked, sucking it in. “Oh god,” I moan, feeling it press against the most sensitive spot inside me.
“Fuck, baby, now. Do it.” Jace lets go of my breasts. Grabbing his thighs, he holds them open, demanding, “Do it, Viv. Fuck my ass.”
I could come this instant to the vision of my phallic shaft about to fully penetrate Jace. His cock is so obscenely hard for me; my mouth waters.
“Look at me,” I softly demand, gripping his slick, swollen length. I have to know he wants this. “Look at me while I fuck you, Jace.”
By the ravenous look in his eyes, he loves it; he loves me. His massive chest starts shaking as I penetrate him. “Fuck, Viv. Fuck yes, baby, keep going.”
I reach under the toy, pressing the button. The vibrator kicks in, and we both groan, rolling our eyes at the shared sensation. With two hands, I stroke him harder as I slowly thrust the entire shaft inside him.
His thighs start twitching. His toes curl. He stops holding his legs, letting them shake and fall open as he reaches for my breasts again. “God, Viv. Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”
The sight floods me. The sensation. The submission. Jace is giving me so much, I want to give him more.
Pulling the toy out of me, I leave it inside him and quickly bend over, lifting his shaft to my mouth.
“Oh fuck, Viv, baby, what are you—”
I don’t give him a chance to deny his complete pleasure.
Plunging my mouth over his dripping tip, I stretch my lips as much as I can to take him, and I’ve never heard a man groan so deeply. I’ve never made a man writhe as much as Jace does underneath me, palming my skull.
“Fuck, Viv. Oh fuck, baby. Fuucckk.” He thrusts his hips; there’s no way I can take his length, but there’s no way he can fight the urge. “Look at me. Let me see you.” He tugs my hair.
With a drooling mouth, I proudly glance up, gagging on as much of his cock as I can before I pump the protruding strap-on into his ass.
His whiskered lips shake. His whole massive body quakes. “Fuck, Vivian. I’ve imagined you sucking my dick so many times, but goddamn, baby, now you’re fucking my ass too. You’re gonna make me come so hard.”
Suddenly, I realize my face is framed in the video. You can clearly see it’s me, sucking Jace’s cock, and I moan. I let him see me look at the lens with his cock in my mouth, and I’m not ashamed.
I’m proud.
I keep sucking him and fucking him. He’s edging and shaking and groaning. “Good girl. That’s it. Take my ass. Take my dick.” He holds my hair so he can watch. So the camera can see. “My good girl, choking on my cock while she fucks my ass. Show the camera, baby. Show how much I want you.”
My pussy pulses, weeping and wet. I ache for him, but I won’t stop.
It’s Jace who stops me.
“I need to watch you come.” He tugs my hair. “Viv, please, baby, I need to watch you come while you fuck me.”
I stop sucking him and resume my position, kneeling between his legs. Grabbing the toy, I slide my end inside me again and shudder, jolted by the exquisite vibrations. “Oh god, Jace. God!”
“Does it feel good, baby? Fucking me?”
“Yes.” I mewl, thrusting inside him.
He reaches up, gently tugging on my aching nipples. “Do you want me to fuck your ass too?”
“Please.” I’m shaking.
He locks eyes with me. “Do you want me to fuck you while another king fucks you? While we please you?”
Oh god.
This is the edge he’s taking me to. The top of my wall. I stand, trembling on its crumbling precipice.
“I want it, Viv.” He cups my cheek, pressing his thumb to my lips.
Proudly, I suck it for him, riding my end of the strap-on that’s fucking him while he frees me, “I want to fuck you and watch you come while you get fucked by the kings. Me in your pussy. One in your ass. Taking turns. No shame, baby. Just my beautiful queen loving it and wanting it. Say it. Say what you want.”
I’m sucking his thumb, fucking his ass, stroking his swollen cock, and watching him swell. It’s matching the giant wave cresting inside me. The sweet, frantic energy in my veins, clenching, rising. Silence cracking…
“I’m gonna come, Viv.” He wraps his other hand around mine. Together, we stroke his cock. I’m shaking. He’s shaking. We’re right here. “I’m gonna come the second you tell me, baby. Is that your secret? You want all of us to fuck you?”
I confess. I cry. I come. “Oh god, Jace. Yes.”
It breaks over me. The wall. The wave. It shatters me into a million wet pieces, washing away the shame. I shake, falling over him. Convulsing, I brace my hands against his clenching abs as I gaze down at him in a haze, witnessing the most erotic sight.
Jace holds my hand around his dick so tightly. We don’t break eye contact as I thrust once more inside him, and he grunts. “Fuck, Viv, yes.” His throat strains. His beautiful body tenses with each creamy spurt of cum, painting his ripped abs.
I don’t stop milking him, giving him every groan of pleasure until he’s grabbing me, lifting his lips to meet mine. He’s so much taller, he has to contort to do it, but we have to.
We have to share everything.
“Damn, I love you.” He gasps over our lips.
“Thank you.” I smile into our kiss, emotions flooding my eyes. “Thank you for loving me. I love you too.”
He reaches down between us, gently removing the toy from his body and mine before he rolls us over, and I’m gazing up at him.
He says quietly, “That’s what’s on the video, isn’t it? What you’ve been so afraid to tell me?”
I nod, letting my tears wet my hair.
They’re washing everything away.
I’m not ashamed; I’m finally free.
Gently, he kisses me. “That’s what was taken from you, but I swear, I’ll give it back and more.” He presses his forehead to mine. “Have no shame with me, Vivian. Be proud to let me love you. That’s what it means to be my queen. Okay?”
“Okay.” I gulp back a happy sob. “Okay, my king.”