Sleepless Night：A Highlander Time Travel(21)

"Aye, ye're eager enough now." Glancing over my shoulder, I watched as he coated his cock liberally with the lube.

As he did so, I took a deep breath and relaxed, eyes closed, and tried to catch my breath. He was going to fuck me, and I was going to let him.

"Please," I begged again, beyond reason. There was only so much taunting and teasing I could take before I died from the pleasure—or come trying.

"My cock may be too much for you as yet, so I'll stretch you some more with the rod."

He reached over and grabbed it, from where, I had no idea. I didn't really care.

I smiled to myself. "You just want to play."

A light swat on my ass accompanied his words. "Ach, lass, you've been able to play these past three weeks. Now, tis my turn."

Ian's thumb returned to gently rub over my hole, circling, round and round. No pressure, just swirling. I couldn't help but shift my hips on the pillow, hoping my motions would push his thumb in. Instead of doing as I'd wanted, he gave me another swat.

"You'll take what I give you, Alexandra."

A stinging heat returned to my bottom and it only added to the jangly sensations brought on by Ian's thumb as it continued to circle, to rim my back door, stretch it wider and wider before pushing inward. Barely.

The feel of my ass stretching, spreading for his thumb was uncomfortable, not painful, yet I still tried to relax and pushed my hips back even more.

"Alexandra," he warned, right before he spanked me again. "If a spanking is what you want, I'll give you another, but later. Dinna distract me."

He didn't relent on his task. I craved the burn, the pressure his motions created. It brought about completely different sensations of pleasure, ones I'd never experienced before. It was one thing to use that dildo on myself, but Ian's thumb was different. He was doing it because he wanted to, touching me in the way he wanted. I had no idea how erotic this would be.

His thumb was gone for the briefest of moments before I felt it return, pressing against my worked opening. It wasn't his thumb though, but the dildo.

I looked over my shoulder and watched as he slowly started to work the dildo over my hole, up and down, teasing me. My breath came out in short little pants. He paused, met my gaze.

"You want it, don't you?" He would have stopped if I'd told him so, but I wouldn't. Couldn't.

"Please," I begged. He knew what he was doing, taunting me. He was very good at it. Slowly he pressed the toy against my hole, then pulled back. He pushed once again, this time a little further.

"Breathe, lass."

I exhaled as I felt my ass stretch, widen around the slippery tip of the toy. It felt… open. Tight. Full. But not full enough. I needed more. Deeper. Filling me completely. God, what had the other Lexy done to herself with that dildo?

Once again I pushed my hips back, but Ian didn't spank me this time. He must have been as into it as I was, for he met my backward thrust with the toy, sliding it in deep.

"Oh!" I cried. It was such an intense feeling, but the lube really helped the toy slide in easily. The fullness, the nerve endings in my ass were so different than in my pussy, but just as incredible. Goose bumps spread across my heated flesh. My fingers curled into the soft plaid.

I could feel Ian's fingers against my pussy as it held the toy in place. I moved my hips pulling the toy almost completely from my ass, then back in again, riding it. Fucking it. Even though the need built even more, driving me toward the brink, my fingers tingling, my breath ragged, it wasn't enough. I wanted Ian. I wanted his cock. Not his thumb. Not a toy. Ian.

"Please, fuck me," I practically cried, my need so great. "There."

Ian gently pulled the toy free, tossed it on the bed. I felt something even bigger, wider touch my slippery entrance. Ian's cock. "Yes!" I cried.

"Ye're mine, Alexandra. I'll share ye wi' no other." He pressed his cock against my virgin ass. Once again I felt the stretching, the pushing as he tried to gain entrance. He was gentle, yet demanding, for he knew my body had been well prepared and he was very, very slick. I took a deep breath and consciously relaxed, pushing back. All at once, the ring of muscle that kept him from gaining entrance gave way and his flared head breached me.

I couldn't help the deep groan that escaped at the indescribable feeling. Unlike the dildo, his cock was warm and it pulsed with life. He moved in and out ever so carefully, further and further into me. It took some time, but Ian sank deep, all the way until I felt his balls slap against my clit.

I cried out and arched my neck, my back curving. I'd never felt so full, experienced something so deep inside. The feelings were so intense, so unusually pleasurable, I was on the brink of coming. With a firm grip on my hip, Ian started to move within me. He pulled back. Went deep.