She squeezed her eyes shut and buried her face in the blankets.
Gabriel chuckled and caressed her hip. “Look at me, Evangeline. I watched you squeeze your thighs together and come last night. Syn and I both did. Now I want to watch you while you play with yourself.”
“No,” came the sound muffled by the blankets.
“Yes.” He scratched his fingernails down her back from her shoulder to her hip. It wasn’t hard, but it made her look at him. “Put your hand between your legs and rub your clit. It will help you relax, help your bottom open to take the plug.”
She shook her head again.
“Remember what I said earlier and do it now, Evangeline.”
At the sternness of the now, she looked away but slid her hand down between her legs and tentatively began to rub her pussy while Gabriel watched.
“Good girl,” he said, rubbing his length. “Have you ever watched a man masturbate?”
“No.”
He tucked his cock back into his pants to her obvious disappointment. “Then let’s get you plugged and you can watch me while I watch you finger your little pussy, what do you think?”
She nodded, arching back again, two fingers pressing hard against her clit as she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut.
“Let’s get that ass filled. Don’t come yet. Just watch.”
She did, looking at him over her shoulder, her eyes widening as he smeared lubricant over a mid-sized butt plug. It would be uncomfortable for her to wear, but it would make taking him in her ass easier that night.
“Push against it,” he said, coming down on one knee behind her, spreading her open with one hand and placing the head of the plug at her entrance. “Play with yourself while you do and push. Imagine it’s me pushing my cock into your tight little asshole.”#p#分页标题#e#
She was so good. “Good girl, that’s it.” Gabriel watched her close her eyes, her fingers working over her clit, her asshole relaxing, opening, stretching as he patiently pushed it into her and pulled it back out, fucking her ass with the plug, moving slowly, even though his own cock was ready to explode.
While he worked the plug, he kissed then bit her plump buttock, and she gasped. He did it again and this time she moaned, her body tensing when the widest part of the plug stretched her tiny hole. He held there, adding a little more pressure but not wanting to force it in until her body relaxed and the plug sank in to its neck and her muscles closed around it.
“Good girl,” he said, standing. “Come here, on your knees before me.”
She slid to the floor and he could see from her face that the plug was uncomfortable. Well, she’d get used to it. He pushed his jeans down and brought the tip of his cock to her mouth.
“Lick it for me,” he said. “Lick my cock but don’t stop playing with your pussy.”
She opened her mouth and closed her eyes, licking, tasting, closing her lips around him, making him moan while he pumped his cock.
“That’s it, now open your eyes and watch. It’s what you want to see, isn’t it?”
She sat back a little, careful, he noticed, to keep her bottom on her heels.
“Spread your knees wider so I can see that pussy,” he said, pumping faster. “And thrust your tits out to me. I’m going to come on them.”
Gabriel pumped harder, tension building in his cock, as her fingers worked faster. She kept her glittering gaze on him though, only closing her eyes when she threw her head back, crying out, her orgasm finally taking her.
Watching her come pushed him over the edge and he fisted a handful of hair with one hand. Her eyes flew open just as the first spurt of pearly semen struck her breasts and he watched her watch him come, wide eyed, Gabriel groaning, pumping ropes of the thick seed across her chest.
Gabriel’s arms wrapped around me, lifting me to the bed. I was very aware of the plug and shifted to my side while he went into the bathroom and returned with a warm washcloth to clean me thoroughly.
“You okay?” he asked. He could be so gentle, yet so harsh. It was the strangest thing.
I nodded. “This doesn’t feel good.” I pointed to my bottom, feeling heat at my neck and face as I did, although I wasn’t sure why that was. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t inspected, touched, punished or tasted every inch of me.
That thought only embarrassed me even more.
“You’ll get used to it and you’ll be grateful to have had it later. Here,” he said, opening a drawer in the dresser and taking out a pink dress. “Put this on.”
Grateful for any clothing, I unzipped it and slipped it over my head. When I reached back to zip the dress, Gabriel came up behind me and did it himself, holding me where I stood before him, his gaze meeting mine in the mirror. He stood more than a head taller than me, his hands on my waist. If anyone were to see us now, we’d look like a normal couple.