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“Relax, moró mou. It’ll feel good,” he promises.
I take a large breath in and allow my muscles to loosen, fully trusting him.
Dion eases his thumb in further until it reaches his knuckle, and I yelp. “Ohmigod!” I feel so full. He keeps it there, unmoving, and I shift to adjust to the feeling.
After a couple seconds, he buries his face between my legs to continue licking me, gently wiggling his thumb inside me. The combination of both feelings causes an intense, unstoppable wave to grow inside me. I can feel my climax building.
My breath catches as Dion darts his tongue in and out of my entrance, and my body tenses in anticipation. “Fuck, yes. Don’t stop!” I chant.
My heart pounds in my chest, a wild, erratic beat that matches the throbbing between my thighs.
Soon, I can’t hold back or resist the powerful orgasm overtaking me.
It’s too fast, too strong, and finally, it crashes over me, and I’m lost in a torrent of pure ecstasy, moaning and grinding against his face.
When I come down from my orgasm, Dion pops his finger out, and I immediately feel the emptiness.
I turn around and find a devious smirk on his face, the water that’s still falling from the sprinklers causing drops to fall from his already glistening lips.
He catches me staring at them, and rolls the bottom lip between his teeth, exposing his pearly whites. “You taste just like I remembered, little liar.”
As soon as I hear that nickname, I know his dark, dominant side is about to come out to play.
A shiver races down my spine, excitement curling in my toes.
There’s a spark in his eyes, a hint of mischief.
I straighten, my heart thudding.
He stops just inches away from my face, and I can’t look away, trapped by the force of his stare. The anticipation is almost too much, my pulse pounding in my ears as I wait for his next move. I can feel the tension coiling tighter, and all I can do is hold my breath and let myself be swept up in his storm.
He reaches above our heads, grabbing onto one of the hanging sprinklers.
It looks like a mini hose, but much thinner, around the size of my pinky finger.
My brows furrow, confused as to what he’s planning on doing with it.
“Get back on your knees,” he orders, gesturing to the bench with his head.
I don’t move. “Why?”
“I need you to trust me,” he simply replies.
My curiosity grows stronger. So, I decide to do as he says.
I get on all fours, bent over and exposed in front of Dion once again.
“I told you a year ago that I’d come for this hole,” he says, spraying a bit of water on my bare ass. The coldness causes me to jump, and I let out a small shriek.
Dion chuckles. “I want you to be ready for me.”
Am I ready for anal? I’ve never been opposed to trying it, and if I were to do it with anybody, it would be Dion. Plus, he made me come so freaking hard not even five minutes ago, while his thumb was way up there.
“Okay,” I mutter, bracing myself for what’s to come.
“I’m going to use water to help prep and clean you,” he says, reaching out gently to massage the area. My heart beats faster. “I want you to feel as comfortable as possible when I take you with my cock.”
Oh, God.
