Part 1: No Regrets(Divine Creek Ranch 2)(82)
Pumping continuously into her pussy, he asked, “The plug feel okay?”
“Oh, hell, yes! I feel so full, so tight. I feel like I’m on fire!”
“Where is the fire, baby? Can you tell me?” He slid a finger into the handle of the plug, ready to show her something new. His cock throbbed, aching for release.
“My–my ass and…”
“Where, baby?” he asked softly and slowed the pumping of his hips a bit. She groaned in frustration as he slowed down. “Where?”
“My ass and my pussy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes!” she howled. “Eli! I’m so close. Don’t stop now!” She wailed in dissatisfaction as he slowed further.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to come hard for me.”
She swallowed convulsively and whimpered, “What are you going to do?”
He slid almost the entire length of the anal plug from her ass, leaving only the tip inside her. As he slid it out, he slid his cock back in to the hilt then reversed and gave her every inch of the plug as he pulled his cock out until only the head remained inside her. He continued the seesawing rhythm as she moaned softly and grasped a handful of the comforter in each hand.
Her hips began to softly undulate with his movements, finding her place in the rhythm. Her back arched, and she glanced back at him over her shoulder.
“How’s that feel?”
“Amazing! So naughty. Like being fucked in both places at once. I love it!” She howled as her movements became more forceful.
“This is as close as we’ll ever get to a threesome, baby. I could never share you, but you can have this anytime you want.” He increased the pumping rhythm, pleased she enjoyed it so much.
“I only want you, Eli. Only you. Give it to me hard!” she pleaded. She laughed as he growled in reply.
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He gently pushed the plug back in to the hilt and released it. He grasped her softly curved hips in his hands and pistoned hard into her soft heat. The sound of damp flesh smacking together filled the quiet of his bedroom.
“Come for me, Rachel. Oh, yes, yes! You’re so tight and hot.”
His hand left her hip and returned the little silver egg to her clit. Three seconds later, she let loose with an earsplitting howl he was certain that Kelly would hear even with the bedroom door closed on the other side of the duplex.
Her hips thrust back against him as her pussy clamped down on his cock and squeezed him like a fist, taking him along with her. His head fell back as a shivering tingle radiated hotly down his spine. He shouted his release as it poured from him. Her breath came in ragged sobs as she collapsed under him.
Still inside her, he kissed her back and her shoulders. He pulled the tie on the blindfold loose, smoothed her hair back from her face and listened as her breathing gradually returned to normal. She remained motionless.
“Damn, baby. Are you all right?” he asked, concerned for her.
“Yes, I can’t move. I think I’m dead.”
He pulled out slowly and helped her crawl up to her pillow to lie down.
He removed the towel from the sheet and covered her with the turned-down sheet and blanket. He left the plug in place for now and gathered everything else in the other towel to wash and put away. He sat down on the edge of the bed facing her, and she drowsily opened her eyes and gazed up at him from deep pools of blissful blue. He smiled tenderly and stroked her cheek.
“Go to sleep, baby. I’m going to wash all of this and put it away, and then I’ll lay down with you. Do you feel all right with the plug in place, or should I remove it?”
“How long should I wear it each day?”
“Only for an hour, maybe two. We’ll remove it before we go eat.”
“I can handle that. Hurry back,” she murmured sleepily.
He sat there, watching her for a moment as she fell asleep. Her cheeks were rosy from her orgasmic blush, and he marveled at her stamina. He stroked a lock of her hair, which was spread out in wild disarray on his pillows. He couldn’t wait to come back to bed and rest his cheek on the silken strands and breathe her scent in as he drifted off for a nap.
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Chapter Twenty-one
The scent of jasmine evoked memories of their play earlier that
afternoon as Rachel pulled back the covers on Eli’s bed. The scent rose in the air, and Rachel smiled, not surprised by the warm thrill that raced through her body. Knowing she had work to do out in the garage, she’d decided to stay home that night and thanked Eli for the invitation, and he’d understood completely.
The main hurdle for the evening was the one she’d dreaded a little.