Chapter 20
20
Ashley
Bent over the bed, her skirts flipped over her head, Ashley felt her bottom clench around the plug. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt Lincoln smooth his hands over her ass, prying the cheeks apart, so he could look at the plug filling her, the little jewel winking up at him. She wished she had a mirror so she could watch him, see his face, yet there was something incredibly hot about being half hidden under her skirts, completely focused on what he was doing behind her rather than distracted by the view.
Forearms braced on the mattress, her breasts hung underneath her, nipples aching from his attentions, brushing against the comforter. As much as she loved the various clamps he’d trained her on, she knew she wouldn’t be getting any tonight. He’d specifically told her that he didn’t want anything to distract from the feeling of his cock sliding into her virgin ass.
So, no clamps. No vibrators. No mirror.
Just her giving her final virginity to her new husband.
She whimpered when he twisted the plug inside her, making her wriggle in anticipation as her muscles clenched uselessly around the metal. It wasn’t very big and was well lubed so he could easily spin it inside her. Ashley had chosen the plug herself. Although she wanted to be stretched enough he wouldn’t harm her, she also wanted it to hurt a little. She liked a bit of pain with her pleasure and didn’t want it to be easy the first time.
She wanted to feel it.
Wanted to take the pain for him.
Wanted him to get pleasure from the tightness of her virgin ass.
Sure, it might all be a social construct, but the idea got her hot, and this was her wedding night, so she was going to get what she wanted.
“I’ve been waiting to fuck this pretty little asshole,” Lincoln said, his voice a deep rumble that went through her body, making her toes curl. She was breathing faster as the nervous tension began to get to her.
She still wasn’t very good at waiting, something he liked to use to torment her during sex. Lincoln was exceptionally patient and hadn’t minded waiting for their wedding night to finally take her anal virginity.
To her surprise, he apparently wasn’t going to torture her tonight.
His fingers gripping the plug, his other hand pressed down on the small of her back to hold her in place and pulled it free of her body in one smooth stroke. Ashley moaned, lifting her hips. She felt oddly empty after having it inside her all day. Although she’d never been unaware of it, she had gotten used to the sensation. Enjoyed the secret between them, the only two people who had known through the ceremony and reception.
Now, the plug was gone… and anticipation, excitement, and nerves rose up in its wake.
“I’m going to make you mine in every way.” Something hard, thick, and blunt prodded at the tiny entrance.
Ashley sucked in a breath as he began to push. Maybe she should have used a bigger plug. Maybe the size she’d chosen had been pure hubris on her part.
She cried out as her opening stretched, and she felt him push inside.
It was completely different from the plug. The plug bulged wide, then had the small stem between the bulb and the base where her entrance was able to return to nearly closed… This was like having her little ring stretched continuously around the bulb. There was no moment where the thickest part ended, it was all thick, all the way down as he pulled back and thrust in deeper, sliding the thick log of his cock into her bowels.
“Lincoln!” Her fingers hooked into the bed, and she clenched around him as he retreated again. It felt like her insides were going with him, the channel raw around his cock, as if he was turning her inside out.
“Good, pet.”
Thrusting in harder, the slick friction of his cock sent a new wave of sensation through her. Ashley moaned, shuddering and dropping her head as she felt his groin bump against her cheeks. He was all the way inside her now, filling her completely, touching parts of her no toy nor man had ever touched.
The lack of other toys, of vision, of stimulation, other than the way her nipples rubbed against the bed beneath her with each thrust, meant there was really nothing for her to focus on other than his cock as it impaled her. He pulled away again, then thrust back in with one long, smooth stroke that had her panting for breath.
The feeling of fullness bordered on painful, yet her clit throbbed and pulsed, aching to be touched. Her pussy quivered in empty jealousy, yet she felt like she couldn’t possibly take anything more inside her.
It wasn’t just the physical sensations that turned her on. It was knowing her new husband was taking her final virginity… he was fucking her in the wrong hole, taking her in a manner she found degrading and exciting in equal measure. There was a feeling of extra intimacy from having him fuck her ass, even as part of her shuddered inwardly at the taboo. That was part of what made it so hot.
His hands slid up to her breasts, seeking out her nipples again, pinching the little buds and using the leverage to fuck her harder and harder. Ashley braced herself against his thrusts, crying out as he used her, riding her ass as roughly as he did her pussy.
“Oh, fuck… oh, fuck… please…” She squeezed, clenching down on him as the friction heated up her insides, the slick thrust of his cock stoking a fire deep inside her. It felt filthy, hot, wrong, and exciting, all at the same time.
“That’s it, pet, come for me.” Lincoln’s words came out in a growl, one hand releasing her breast to move lower down her body, between her hips and the bed, his fingers seeking out the swollen nub of her clit. “Come for me while I fuck your pretty little ass.”
Fingers pressed against her most sensitive spot in time with his words, and the well of sensations that had been building inside her surged. The rubbing pressure was all she needed to tip her over the edge. Her body clenched, spasming as she came for him, his cock still thrusting in and out of her ass. The raw friction was so much more intense than before, her nerve endings tingling with fiery ecstasy as he wrung wave after wave of orgasm from her shuddering body.
“Lincoln!” She cried out his name again, half-sobbing, as rapture exploded through her. The climax felt as if it came from an entirely different place than her usual orgasms, from deeper inside her, billowing outward until she collapsed beneath him.
His hands held her mostly in place as her limbs went limp. She sobbed out a ragged breath as he pummeled her ass, his cock pistoning through her clenching climax, until he buried himself inside her and groaned. As she squeezed her muscles around him in reflex, she could feel the spurts of his cum traveling along his dick, pulsing and pushing against her tight ring as they went past. Hot liquid filled her bowels, the odd sensation leaving her breathless and utterly ravished.
She’d given herself to him in every way that she could, letting him lay claim to all of her body for his pleasure.
Panting for breath, she felt some of it knocked out of her as his weight abruptly rested on her, pinning her to the bed beneath him, his cock solidly implanted within her, even as it began to shrink. She didn’t mind being under him like this—just a little crushed. It made her feel safe. Secure.
His fingers stroked her clit, making her whimper as she shuddered from the aftershock of her orgasm.
“I love you, pet.”
Ashley shuddered. She never got tired of hearing that.
“I love you, husband,” she whispered back, giggling when he growled again, his hips thrusting forward to push his half-hard cock a little deeper.
“I like hearing you call me that.” He sighed and pulled away. She could feel his reluctance to go. The soreness in her bottom didn’t bother her much as he pulled her up and around to claim her lips with another kiss, taking the time to fully push her dress off her body as he did so. When he finally pulled back, he smiled down at her, his eyes shining with emotion.
“What do you say we go get clean… and then get dirty again.”
“Sounds perfect to me.”
She had the revenge she’d wanted when she first met him, and she knew everything had come full circle, but it didn’t really matter. That wasn’t what was making her so happy right now.
She had what really counted—him. Her husband. Her love. For the rest of their lives.
Black Fox Security will return in Danger and Dominance , book 1 of my Black Fox Security Doms series.