Chapter 44
Lincoln
“On your front, angel,” I command and she slithers obediently onto her belly, giving her juicy ass a seductive wiggle as she
does.
I give it a quick slap, hard enough to leave a satisfying red handprint behind and cause a yelp to spill from her lips. Grabbing
hold of her waist, I pull her up until she’s on all fours before climbing between her legs and spreading them wide enough
for me to enjoy the spectacular view. My girl stretched open for me, jeweled plug in her ass and her pretty pink pussy dripping
with her creamy cum. I take a mental picture and store it away for safekeeping. One of the many images and memories that will
get me through the nights without her. I run a fingertip over the base of the plug, pushing it a little deeper inside her
until her soft needy moans fill the room.
“Linc,” she whimpers and the sound of my name on her lips has me feral to fuck her. My cock has been aching to be inside her
from the moment I walked through the door over a half hour ago, and eating her pussy has only made me hungrier for her.
“You ready to have your ass fucked?”
She turns her head, resting her cheek on the pillow. “Yes, sir.”
“You must be, huh? Working up to this plug so quickly. My needy little angel.”
She nods, screwing her eyes closed and letting out a gasp when I press down harder on the plug. “Soon, baby. Going to fuck
my pretty cunt first though.”
I grab hold of her hips and notch the crown of my cock at her dripping entrance until she mewls. And when I sink inside her
a second later, I’m flooded with relief and bone-deep pleasure. She moans my name while I grunt my satisfaction. But I’m not
deep enough. Never enough. I could crawl inside her and I wouldn’t be as close as I need to be. With a growl of frustration,
I spread her thighs wider with my knees, stretching her as much as possible before I bottom out inside her tight heat. Keeping
a firm grip on her hips, I nail her like I might never get the chance to again. Driving into her over and over again until
my shaft is slick with a thick coating of her cum. Watching her cunt swallow my cock whole has me on the edge of oblivion.
And she goes on moaning and whimpering, taking everything I give her without resistance or complaint.
Before I lose control, I pull out of her, leaving us both panting for breath. She grumbles a protest, but stops when I grasp
the base of the plug. Her body tenses.
“I’m going to take this out now. Okay?”
She nods, her cheek brushing against the pillow. Gently, I ease the plug from her ass, watching her puckered hole close around
the tip when I do. The sight alone is almost enough to tip me over the edge.
She gasps when it’s all the way out. “Linc!”
I grab the lube and slather my cock with it while rubbing my free hand over her ass. “You feeling empty? I’m going to fill
you up again soon.”
“Please!”
Gripping the base of my shaft, I squeeze, trying to stave off the release that feels like it’s only a breath away.
I inch the tip inside her, causing her to arch her back and groan.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise her while rubbing her lower back.
“You did such a good job prepping your tight ass with your plugs.”
“It feels so big, Linc,” she whines, pushing back like she wants more. I’ve created a different kind of monster.
“It’s bigger than the plug, baby, but you can take me.” I go on rubbing soothing circles around the base of her spine while
I sink deeper.
Throwing her head back, she lets out a keening moan.
Fuck, she’s so hot and snug, squeezing my shaft so tightly I don’t know how much longer I can hold off from coming inside
her. “Your ass looks phenomenal being stretched by my cock. I wish you could see how well you take me.”
“I’m your good girl, sir.”
“Yeah you are.” I sink deeper and she cries out, her body starting to tremble.
“You gonna come with my cock in your ass, baby?” I pull out and sink back inside. The sound she makes is indistinguishable
as human. More primal, animalistic. Suppressing a laugh, I slide a finger into her dripping cunt and then I fuck her ass and
pussy at the same time.
She ripples around me. Her entire body bucking and shuddering. And when she comes she cries out my name, bringing me along
right beside her. My cock pulses, balls tightening, as I empty myself inside her.
She falls flat to the bed, her eyes closed and a sleepy smile on her face.
When I slide out of her, she winces and I’m flooded with guilt.
I just fucked her ass. A woman who I shouldn’t even look at that way, and I just defiled her in every single fucking way.
But I brush the guilt aside and instead ride the high of the endorphins still racing around my nervous system.
Tomorrow I can beat myself up and remember what a fucking monster I am for what I just did, but tonight, my girl needs me to take care of her.
I press a kiss on her temple. “I’m going to get a cloth and clean you up. Okay?”
“Okay,” she murmurs, eyes still closed and a contented smile on her face.
Yeah, I’m going to hell, but it will be worth it for all the moments I get of heaven right here.
Imogen is almost asleep by the time I finish cleaning her with the soft washcloth. I toss it into the hamper and then lie
on her bed beside her, pulling her into my arms. Not ready to let her go just yet.
She sighs contentedly and I drop a kiss on the top of her head. Her eyes snap open, a clearly automatic response, and I realize
that gesture usually signals I’m leaving. Her green gaze finds mine and she stares at me for the longest time before she seems
to summon the courage to speak. “W-will you stay with me tonight, sir? Not just while I fall asleep?”
I should, because I just fucked her the way I did. But if I spend the night with her . . . then I’m done for. There will be
no going back from this. If I get used to waking up with her in my bed, then I might never be able to let her go. And she
deserves so much more than me. She deserves everything, and especially a man who doesn’t hide who he truly is from her. A
man who doesn’t lie to her every single day. Not letting her sleep in my bed is the last line of defense we have, and I feel
it crumbling into dust as we speak. “I’ve been away for four nights, angel. I really want to sleep in my own bed.”
As good as she is at hiding her feelings, she can’t mask the disappointment. And I feel like shit. I know how much it cost her to ask me that—to let me see her vulnerability. But I do want to sleep in my own bed. I brush her hair back from her face. “So will you stay with me?”
The smile she gives me in return makes any doubt I had about asking her dissolve faster than salt in hot broth. And that’s
how I find myself carrying a naked Imogen to my bed, tucking her beneath the covers and then falling asleep with her in my
arms.