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“Because your ex was vanilla as fuck?” I ask.

She lightly rubs her arm. “I mean, yeah, he was. Will it hurt?”

“Hurt? Probably not. Might take getting used to. If you want to try it, bend over on the bed.”

“Doesn’t it need lube?” she asks, still wide-eyed.

“Yeah, you’re the lube.”

I have a brand new tube of lube on hand, but she’s usually a waterfall down there. A small smile forms, but she doesn’t say a word as she rests her chest and stomach on the bed. I glide my fingers between her legs, and as expected, she’s slick. I brush the metal toy through her wetness, making her jump.

“Ah! It’s so cold!”

“That’ll ease,” I reply. I caress her toned ass and continue coating the toy with her. I pop it inside her, and she moans out when I twist it.

But I know something more filling.

Before I can let myself feel her, I press the toy to her butt, and she nearly jumps out of her skin. Not from pain but from the cool metal. “Relax,” I whisper. I hear her exhale, and her shoulders ease from their squared position. I gently press the plug in slowly, letting her get used to it. She rasps out a harsh breath when the widest part goes in up to the flared base. “Perfect. You’re doing great.” I kiss the back of her hip and get on my feet again, keeping one hand on her bottom to caress it.

“That’s it?” she asks.

I stifle a laugh. “Want a bigger one?” I ask.

She rolls over and props herself up on her elbows. “Maybe some other time.”

“Mm, thought so.” I brush my fingers along her inner thigh. “But if you like this, we’ll size you up until you can take me,” I nearly whisper. I’d have to wear a condom, but the thought of making her gape from my wide girth causes my blood to rush right to my groin.

She lets out a quiet, nervous laugh. “That might be awhile.”

“You’d be surprised.”

I kneel beside the bed again, gripping her thighs hard enough to bruise as I line her up with my mouth. We make eye contact as I lower my mouth to her, my tongue hitting her clit. That’s when she throws her head back, hair cascading off her shoulders onto the bed. I slip my middle finger inside her, and the butt plug is making her tighter this way, just like I expected. I slip another finger inside her. She’s never been this drenched.

Before she’s too wound up, I stand again and bring my fingers to my belt buckle. She groans as the sensation cuts near the edge. Call me selfish, but I want her to come on my dick. I shove my jeans down my thighs and step out of them.

“Flip over, babe.”

Her eyes are wide as I stroke myself.

“You’re going to leave it in?” she asks about the butt plug.

“Yep. Down for it?” I ask, palming my length.

She swallows hard. “Um…”

“Just to try?”

Tilly flips and gets on all fours. “We can try, but I don’t know how I’ll feel about it.”

I give the plug a quick press to make sure it’s fully seated in her, and she lets a small moan.

“You’re going to fucking love it.” I grab hold of my cock and line it up with her. “Because you like getting filled.” Pressing my head against her entrance, I gently push her shoulders down, and she presses the side of her face into the mattress. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have this stunning girl in my bed, spread for me. I thrust my hips and sink into her. My breath comes out jagged. She’s tighter than ever, gripping my entire length. “And now you know how much you like DP.”

Holy shit, I’m not going to last.

“Oh, my God, Enz,” she moans and squeezes her muscles around me. “I do.” She’s breathless. I have no idea how I’m going to thrust like this.

I grip her hips and pull out, slamming all the way back in over and over. I press my thumb against the plug to hold it in as I thrust in and out, and her waves of pleasure intensify the tight pull of her body around me. The tension builds until I can’t hold back. And neither can she.