28. Capri
C apri~
I was going to let Ares fuck me in the ass, and I didn’t even care how much he didn’t deserve it. As much as I hated to admit it, his confession of love had done its job, and now I wanted nothing more than to believe him, and I was too caught up in what he was making me feel to tell him no.
I could also admit that I was shallow enough that his eyes, that dimple, and his tattoos added to how well and easily Ares could turn me on.
The world was a sucker for beauty for a reason, and it was because we were so damn fixated on our own personal flaws that other people’s exquisiteness really did entrance us in a way that probably wasn’t healthy.
The head of his dick was massaging my ass, and it felt good enough to be sinful as hell.
However, before I could tell him yes, Ares was back inside me, and with his hands back on my hips, he started railing the hell out of me, my hands grabbing the couch cushions for help.
Ares was doing his best to make me cum, and I appreciated it since there wasn’t any lube on hand.
“Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he grunted, and not for the first time tonight. “You feel so fucking good wrapped around me, baby.”
Moaning was my only response. Everything about what he was doing felt incredible, so it was hard to form a thought, let alone speak.
All I knew was that my entire body felt like it was on cloud nine, and I never wanted for it to come back down.
The high was an addicting one, and I was there.
What I felt was worth the aches and pains that were sure to greet me in the morning, but again, I didn’t care.
I only cared that Ares was stretching me out in a way that I’d never felt before, and he more than just wanted me; according to him, he also loved me.
Ares Cormac loved me.
Knowing where this was going, I wasn’t shocked when I felt a bead of spit on my ass before Ares worked one of his fingers inside me.
He knew exactly what he was doing as the steady rhythm of the double penetration drove me out of my mind.
His finger and dick were working together to fill me up, and I made no excuses for how much I was enjoying it.
People around the world could clutch their pearls all they wanted, but it didn’t change the truth, and the truth was that it felt phenomenal.
“Ares, please...” I begged. “I need more...”
“Cum on my cock, then I’ll give you more,” he promised. “Get my cock all nice and wet, so that I can fuck your tight ass, baby.” A dark chill ran down my spine, and it only made me want him more. “Christ, you can’t know how badly I want to flood your asshole, Capri.”
The last part had been said on a whisper, as if he’d been thinking out loud, and that made his declaration just that much more hotter.
It was one thing to whisper sweet nothings in a woman’s ear to lure her in, and it was quite another to confess your feelings because you couldn’t control yourself, and that’s where Ares was. Honestly, that’s where we both were.
“Please, baby,” he said, his voice a raspy sound of need. “Give it to me.”
Wanting to get there just as much as he wanted me there, I moved my hips back, angling my body in a way that put him exactly where I needed him.
Each thrust hit my g-spot like we were two pieces of a puzzle, and I was needy enough to believe that maybe all the chaos that Ares brought with him was worth it.
Within seconds, I was crying out into the cushions, my orgasm ripping through my body like I was being punished for something, and all I could do was hang on for dear life as the pleasure turned my mind numb to everything that wasn’t my husband.
“Yes,” he growled as my pussy tightened around his length, the pulsating sensation driving us both out of our minds. “That’s it, baby...that’s what I want.”
As my orgasm started to ebb, that’s when I felt another bead of spit hit my ass, and I didn’t even flinch when I felt the head of Ares’ dick begin to rub the moisture around.
I felt spent, and I could admit to needing to catch my breath.
I felt like this every time that Ares had his way with me, and this time was no different.
It was too much and not enough all at the same time, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d ever wanted a man so badly yet also needed a break at the same time.
Ares Cormac was proving to be an all or nothing kind of experience, and I knew now that there was no going back, even if I’d wanted to, which I didn’t.
“If you need a moment, let me know,” he said as he began pushing himself inside me. “I might want you more than I want to take my next breath, but I’m also not looking to hurt you, Capri. I want you to enjoy this as much as I know I’m going to.”
“I’m fine,” I semi-lied. After all, I might be fine physically, but mentally and emotionally, Ares Cormac had done a fantastic job of ruining me.
Taking me at my word, Ares worked to breach my opening, and when he finally popped through, I let out a shaky breath, the discomfort overriding the lingering tremors from my orgasm.
Not for nothing, but Ares was very thick, and anal sex was a delicate thing, no matter how used to it you were.
If a dick was able to slide right on in without any preamble, then you were a professional the likes of which I’d never heard of.
“Easy, baby,” Ares whispered as one of his hands ran up and down my back, his other hand still guiding his cock into my ass carefully. “I just need you to relax a bit, is all.”
While I could appreciate how he was trying, I needed him to move. I needed him to stimulate all those little nerve endings that brought both pleasure and pain. I needed him to stretch me out and not be coy about it.
“Ares, I need you to move...” I panted as I reached my hand between my legs.
“Oh, fuck,” he grunted. “Are you going to play with that pussy for me?”
“Yes...” I choked out as he began to move inside me, feeding me more of his length.
I felt his dick thicken, a sign that he was close to losing it, but I was okay with that. We had all weekend for as much make-up sex as we wanted, and I knew that this wasn’t going to be the last time that Ares ever fucked my ass. In fact, I could see it being a regular thing with a man like him.
“I’m not going to last,” he confessed. “Your ass feels too fucking good, baby.”
“Ares, please...” I begged.
“Play with that pussy,” he instructed. “Play with your clit, so that we can cum together, Capri.”
Bracing my weight on my left arm, I started rubbing my clit as Ares began fucking my ass more vigorously, and while totally not unpleasant, it still took a while for the pleasure to start pushing through the discomfort, but once it did, my fingers began to work faster, my orgasm already within my reach.
“Feel my cock,” Ares ordered. “Slide those fingers in your pussy and feel my dick stretching out your ass, baby.”
I quickly obeyed, and I immediately felt his dick through the thin lining that separated my holes, and the feeling was a novel one. I’d never had a man ask this of me before, and feeling Ares’ cock slide in and out of my body was an incredible experience.
“Fuck, I can feel your fingers,” he groaned as his thrusts became harder and deeper. “I can feel your fingers massaging my dick, baby.”
“Oh, God...Ares, don’t stop...” I panted, ready to cum already. “I’m almost there...don’t stop...”
“Yeah, finger that cunt while I fuck your ass,” he grunted, his fingers digging into my hips. “Make yourself cum, baby.”
Pulling my fingers out of my pussy, I hit my clit one more time before white spots danced behind my eyes in an orgasm that would stay with me forever. “Oh, God...”
As my body spasmed in a kaleidoscope of ecstasy, Ares followed right behind me, and he let out a rumbled grunt as he filled my ass with his seed, going in deeper than was probably wise. Still, I didn’t care. I was too caught up in my release to care what was wise, right, or acceptable.
I wasn’t sure how long Ares had forced me to take him, but when I finally collapsed on the couch, he immediately followed me, then shifted us into a spooning position, his dick still lodged deeply in my ass.
Though my body was compliant enough that it didn’t feel uncomfortable, it still felt weird.
Until Ares, I’d never had a man insist on falling asleep while still inside me.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispered as his arm wrapped around my waist, his warm breath against my ear. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
“As fantastic as that was, we’re going to have to work up to that being a regular thing, Ares,” I told him, my voice sounding as weak as my body felt. “I probably won’t be able to sit down at all tomorrow.”
I felt his chest vibrate against my back as he let out a tired chuckle. “Well, since we’ll be spending forever together, we’ve got time for that.”
“You also can’t keep falling asleep with your dick inside me,” I added, my eyelids already heavy.
“I beg to differ,” he replied, his voice sounding just as exhausted as I felt.
“Not in my ass, Ares,” I said, willing to compromise.
“Okay,” he sighed, already close to nodding out. “Not in your ass.”
However, when I went to pull away from him, his arm tightened around me, and I was just too tired to fight him on it.