Page 218 of Dark King Daddy

He pushed inside.

I gasped. The toy in my ass and his cock in my pussy made the fullness startling. I could feel the toy shift as he moved, each sensation sharpening the other, and for a moment I held him still while I caught my breath.

“Ksenia?”

“I’m here.” I opened my eyes. “Don’t stop.”

He kissed me, then drew back and pushed in again. Slowly. I felt the stretch of him, the pressure of the toy, and my hands tightened on his shoulders.

I met the next thrust. And the next.

His breathing grew rough. The careful rhythm quickened as I moved with him, and when he gripped my waist and pulled me closer, a broken sound escaped him.

There he was. My husband, who could sit through threats without changing expression, losing his composure in my arms.

I held him tighter.

The pleasure kept building. I could feel it in my shaking thighs, the tightening of my stomach, the way each breath seemed to catch before I could finish it. He moved deeper and I said his name, urgently this time.

“I know,” he whispered.

The orgasm caught me before I could say anything else. My body clenched around him and the toy, and he groaned, holding himself still while I shook beneath him.

“Fuck. Ksenia.”

I held on through the last contractions. He stayed close, his mouth against my cheek, until I could breathe properly again.

He was still hard inside me.

I ran my fingers through his hair. His forehead rested against mine; his eyes were closed.

“You all right?” I whispered.

A laugh broke out of him.

“Give me a second.”

I kissed him while he took it.

When he lifted his head, I touched his cheek.

“I still want to. To give myself to you.”

He searched my face, then nodded.

“Tell me if that changes.”

“I will.”

He withdrew slowly, then reached for the toy. I watched his face as he eased it out, breathing through the brief stretch. He set it aside and reached for the lubricant again.

My heart picked up. I had wanted this, imagined it, asked for it. Now it was about to happen, and I felt excited and a little nervous in a way that made me hold his gaze.

He paused with the bottle in his hand.

“We have all night,” he said.

“I know.”