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  "Oh?" I asked again, this time on a gasp. His attentions to just one breast had my breath catching. He didn't linger, but lifted his head and worked the dress down and over my hips so it pooled on the floor, my drawers quickly following.

  Wiley's hands cupped my bottom, holding me in place so I had to meet his heated gaze.

  "I want all of you, Piper." As he spoke, his fingers parted the cheeks of my bottom and one finger brushed over my back entrance. I cried out at the illicit touch. "I'm going to fuck your pussy, then I'm going to claim your ass."

  His finger circled and probed the back entrance, but did nothing more, however it sparked intense feelings that only this kind of play could bring about. My thighs were slick with my desire and my nipples were tightly furled. I wanted it, even if my mind was worried. But this was the perfect example of when I needed to trust Wiley explicitly. He'd never done anything to hurt me. Never. He'd saved me. He loved me.

  That alone had me saying, "Yes."

  His grin warmed me and I smiled back, ceding control in this moment and in my body.

  "Then let's get you ready."

  "Ready?"

  Grabbing me about the waist, he tossed me onto the bed with a bounce.

  He stood, his cock erect and exposed, and stripped. I was able to look my fill and he pleased me immensely. I was so attracted to him that I had my thighs clench together and try to ease the ache, but it did not work.

  Instead of going slowly, he practically tore at his clothes. He grabbed his bag and pulled something from it, a small glass jar, and placed it on the bedside table.

  I frowned at it.

  "I picked it up at the mercantile along with the peppermints."

  "What is it?"

  "It's lubricant that I'll use to ease the passage of my cock into your ass."

  Wiley had forethought and purchased something to aid in taking my ass. He'd been thinking about me, planning for just this moment. He may have only just told me he loved me, but his careful consideration and very heated direction of thought had me realizing how much I'd meant to him so early after we were wed.

  "Sit up, sweetheart."

  I did as he bid and moved to sit in the middle of the bed. Wiley sat on the side and opened the jar. "Here, dip your fingers in."

  I slipped two fingers into the cool, slippery substance and held them up.

  "Rub your fingers over your nipple."

  I looked down at my tight tips and took it between my slick digits. "Oh," I gasped.

  Glancing up at Wiley, he was grinning, dipping his own fingers into the ointment. "Rub it in, make that nipple nice and slick. Good. Now dip the fingers from your other hand in and do the same with your other nipple."

  I complied readily, soon playing with my slippery little nubs. It was so different than touching them when they were dry. Now, my fingers slipped right over the sensitive flesh.

  "See how that lubricant feels? That's what it's going to be like when my fingers and cock are on your ass, slipping inside."

  He took his shirt from the floor and wiped first one of my hands, then the other so they weren't so slick.

  "Up on your knees and grab hold of the headboard."

  I moved into position and looked over my shoulder at him. He came up onto his knees behind me, scooped up my long hair and slipped it over my shoulder, then caressed down the line of my spine. Goose flesh rose on my arms and I shivered at the light contact.

  Instead of sliding his hand back up again, he dipped it directly between the part in my bottom to brush over my back entrance. His touch was cool and slick.

  He moved even closer so that I felt his warm back against mine, the hairs on his chest tickling me. Kisses were pressed into the line of my shoulder.

  As his finger began to circle and rim my entrance, his other hand cupped my breast, playing with the distended, glistening tip.

  The combination was very intense, the ointment provided a different level of sensation. I tilted my head back so it rested against his shoulder, my fingers barely holding onto the metalwork of the headboard.

  Wiley pinched my nipple and I gasped. Right then, he forged ahead with his finger in my ass and was able to push past my fighting ring of muscle. I groaned at the feel of being stretched open. It burned slightly, but the ointment made his finger so slippery that it was able to slide in effortlessly.

  "There." Wiley gently bit the tendon where my neck joined my shoulder, which had me jolting and clenching down on his fingertip.

  "Oh!" I cried out. Relaxing allowed him to move in further, but clenching down had little bursts of heat course through me. My skin was slick with sweat, the ache in my pussy only intensifying because Wiley was completely neglecting it. My pussy felt empty and my clit pulsed with unfulfilled need.

  Wiley started to move his finger, in and out, as if offering up a demonstration of what his cock would do there very soon. He slid in deeper and deeper until his finger was in all the way and his other fingers brushed over the entrance to my pussy and my clit. "Yes, please, Wiley."

  "You need to come?"

  I nodded my head against his shoulder, licked my lips.

  "You need to come with my finger in your ass?"

  "Yes!"

  "Good girl." He expertly worked my clit and it didn't take more than a second or two to come, for he'd primed me well. It took just a simple touch and I was screaming, no doubt every hotel guest knew what we were up to, but I didn't care.

  I didn't care about anything but how Wiley made me feel. He knew what would please me; in less than a week he was an expert on my body. As Wiley's fingers plucked at my nipple, I clenched down again and again on his finger buried within me. It felt so good, that after the pleasure ebbed, I wanted more.

  His finger stilled within me and his hand moved away from my breast.

  "Let go of the headboard, sweetheart, and put your head on the pillow, ass in the air."

  My grip was so damp I was relieved to let go. The pillow felt cool beneath my cheek and I sighed in this comfortable position, although his finger was still deep within me.

  I watched as Wiley grabbed the base of his cock and lined himself up with my pussy, the blunt head nudging at my entrance.

  "Let's get you all ready for me," he murmured, sinking into me slowly, yet surely. It was a tight fit with both his cock and finger inside. I was more than ready for him, my pussy dripping with my need.

  I groaned as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against my sensitive clit.

  He began to move his cock in time with his finger, fucking me slowly.

  I heard Wiley's deep breathing, felt his tight grip on my hip. I wasn't the only one affected.

  "It feels so good," I said. I may have lied in the past to protect him, but I would never lie about this. I would never lie about how he made me feel.

  "You're going to make me come again, Piper, but this time I want to spend in your ass. I want to mark you there."

  The heated words had me relaxing and softening, allowing him to slide in even remarkably deeper. Wiley pulled his cock all the way out and I cried out my disappointment. I felt empty and needy and so close to coming. Was he being intentionally cruel?

  I looked over my shoulder and saw him dip his fingers in the jar of ointment, then spread the glistening substance over the length of his ruddy cock. It was so big, so swollen, almost angry looking. It must have taken much energy for him to pull out.

  Once complete, he carefully slipped his finger from my ass and I immediately felt his cock there, then begin to push forward, then ease up.

  "Relax, sweetheart. Take a deep breath, good. Now let it out and relax. Push back for me."

  His cock was so slippery that when I did as he said, the broad head of his cock stretched me wide, then slid in. I could have sworn I heard a 'pop' but it was just in my mind, for that's what it felt like.

  We both groaned together. Wiley dropped to brace himself on one hand, his chest curving over my back. In this position, he was able to slowly m
ove forward and back, filling me a little at a time.

  It was so much different than his cock in my pussy; so much tighter, with a hint of pain, yet so much more intense.

  I could feel my orgasm just out of reach, for the feelings within my pussy where he'd stroked to life, combined with finding all kinds of new sensitive places deep within my ass had me on the brink.

  "I need to come, Wiley. Please, oh God, let me come."

  His breath fanned my shoulder, his kisses almost wild. His teeth even nipped along my shoulder. It was as if he were a stallion marking me.

  "Touch yourself, sweetheart. Rub you clit and fly."

  I didn't delay, but reached down between my legs and touched myself. I'd come so recently that I just had to flick over that engorged little bud and I came, this time my scream lodged in my throat.

  "Jesus, you're strangling my dick. I can't hold back," Wiley growled and in one last thrust of his hips, he bit down on my shoulder and I felt the torrent of hot seed filling me.

  It was the most intense orgasm ever and when it ebbed, I had nothing left. I was so sated, so well satisfied I all but wilted into the bed.

  Wiley slowly pulled from me, and I felt his hot seed slip out with him.

  "That's a gorgeous sight." Wiley's possessiveness was apparent and very appealing.

  I smiled into the pillow. "Mmm," I replied. "I feel very well cared for."

  Wiley dropped down beside me so we faced each other. "Cared for? That's what you have to say about the best fuck of my life? Your life, I'll have you know." He almost sounded grumpy about my description.

  "As I said before, I don't have much to go by, therefore you will need to continue to prove yourself."

  He flopped onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes. "Woman, you're going to be the death of me."

  "Let's do it again," I replied wickedly. I felt as if I was finally free and Wiley was my partner in life, my partner in fucking.

  "A bath. We need a bath and then I'll do as you bid. I will be your stallion and service you just as you need. All day long. Once we get home to the ranch, I won't let you out of bed."

  I rolled onto my belly so I lay half on top of him and toyed with the hair on his chest.

  "Mmm. I like the idea of being serviced, and the idea of going home even more, but do you think we can work on that baby?"

  He pulled his arm away and looked at me with those piercing green eyes. "Anything you say, sweetheart. Anything you say."

  The End

  Vanessa Vale

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