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I don't know what I've just done but I know that I am about to be fucked into next week. Part of me has been craving it all day, Everett has been away in his office and I've spent most of my time distracting Milo from going into his head.

As I watched Everett eat up the food I made like it's the most delicious thing he's ever eaten, I couldn't help the heat pool between my legs.

I am currently on fire.

Everett wants to claim my ass as his. It's safe to say that I haven't had anyone near that part of my body, only his fingers a couple of days ago. The thought excites me more than I thought.

It's unknown territory but knowing that Everett is going to be the only person who can fuck me there, it makes me so damn turned on.

I glance over my shoulder at Everett, he sheds his clothes leaving himself in nothing. His shoulders are tense and he's breathing heavier than before. I've definitely wound up the beast inside him. He's about to blow and I'm certain it's going to be in my ass.

My body shudders at the look in his eye and I turn back to the bed, my ass high and my palms resting on the duvet. He spreads my legs impossibly wider and then grabs a bottle of lube from the side of his bed.

His hand smoothes over my ass and he hums in satisfaction. "Mmmmm," he grunts before smacking it. Blood rushes to the area as I jolt out a jagged breath. "So fucking perfect, angel."

I close my eyes as his hands explore the backs of my thighs and across the globes of my ass. His skin has never felt so good on mine. Especially when I know we're seconds away from trying something new.

He presses his thumb against my asshole and I bunch up the sheets beneath my hands. "Ev," I grumble out when I see him take the lube out of the corner of my eye. He coats his fingers in them and then lines it up with my entrance. Slowly he pushes them inside and I groan. "Fuck."

At first they move to the first knuckle and he pulls out, allowing me to adjust to the feeling of his thick fingers. God, how am I going to deal with his large cock? I'm heating up. Sweat beading across my forehead at the thought. He is going to tear me in two and there will be absolutely nothing left of me.

I'm gasping when he pushes them deeper, to the neck knuckle until they are fully positioned inside me. I exhale a small whine and Everett begins to pump, slapping my ass every so often.

"Ughhh," I muffle into the sheets, digging my teeth into the duvet. "Fuck. Fuck."

"This is going to be mine, angel." Another slap. "All mine."

My eyes roll into the back of my head as he picks up his pace. It's a strange sensation but it feels so damn good. Different to when he's inside my pussy, this feels dirtier and sexier and I can't get enough.

I'm a moaning mess when he's fucking me with his fingers relentlessly. I can feel wetness building down my slit, so fucking desperate to be touched but Everett keeps his attention on my ass.

"You ready?"

"Yes." I nod eagerly. So fucking ready.

He pulls his fingers from me and then I hear the ripping of a condom packet. More lube. I feel like a dog in heat. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"It might take a while for you to adjust to my size, to the feeling," he tells me and places a kiss to the tip of my spine. "But you know your safewords. Don't you?"

I hum. "Yes. I do."

"Good girl," he kisses me again.

My body relaxes into the bed at his words, keeping my hips high. I glance over my shoulder again, watching as he fists his cock with his right hand. His eyes are on the backs of my thighs and then my ass, his teeth digging into his bottom lip.

Then he lines up the tip with my hole and I turn back into the bed, forcing myself to take a breath. At first he swirls the head around my entrance, giving myself a second to realise what is about to happen.

He leans forward, the head pushes against my ass. I squeeze my eyes shut at the sensation, it stretches me to a capacity I had no idea I could handle. But then I remember he's not even fully inside me, barely an inch.

"Breathe, angel," he reminds me. My mouth opens to take a breath and he eases in even further.

I gasp at the feeling, raising my head with tears brimming in my eyeline. "Shit."

He remains still for a few moments and I find my hips moving from side to side so I can get used to the feeling of his cock inside my asshole, I find myself shuddering at the thought.

Everett's hands rest on my hips but he doesn't force me down onto him, he keeps me still and moves a few inches deeper. I am groaning, for a moment it begins to sting because I've never been stretched like this.

I chew down on my lip and lower my face into the bed. After a few moments Everett sinks further into me and then pulls out so that he can build up a slow rhythm. My head shoots up and I clamp my eyes shut. "Ugh. It hurts a little." I blurt.

"You know to use your safewords if it's too much," he says calmly. A hand runs its way down my spine and it raises goosebumps across my skin unexpectedly.

My lungs inhale the biggest breath I can and I nod. I'm not at my limit yet. I just have to adjust, breathe and remember that this is for my pleasure. We can stop whenever I want. That is the power I hold here and that immediately calms my nerves. He wants to please me, he wants to make me feel good. And I trust him completely.

When my hips relax I know Everett senses, he pushes all the way into me and I release a sound I had no idea I could make. His hands make me feel wanted, adored. Then his rhythm begins to pick up slowly, making me feel every inch of him.

I can feel pressure building up inside my head. Everett moves too quickly and I am suddenly overwhelmed. My head shakes. "Yellow. Yellow." I whimper.

He stops immediately but he doesn't remove himself from me. Instead he takes his time, moving slower. His thrusts are gentle instead of punishing, they're caring. He presses kisses to my back, across my shoulder blades.

When I finally become used to his size at his slower pace, I find myself humming with satisfaction. My whole body begins to tingle with pleasure, oh God. It makes my eyes want to shut and my mouth to hang open so I can moan on repeat.

"Yes, yes," I pant. "That feels so much better."

Everett grunts in approval. His hand slides up my spine and grips the back of my hair gently, pulling me backwards so his lips rest against my ear. "That's it, angel." He murmurs sensually. "Use your words. Communicate with me. Tell me what feels good."

God. Is he trying to kill me on purpose?

He leans forward and presses his bare muscly chest against my back and grips my shoulder gently, I push back onto his cock and I meet him halfway. He continues moving slowly until I'm whimpering and he listens to my body, knowing what is making me feel good.

Then unexpectedly he speeds up, my knees rocking into the sheets as they slide across the bed. His thrusts are harsher than before but somehow I'm enjoying it, I'm enjoying that they've turned a little rough.

"Fuck," I whimper.

My clit begins to throb as he slams his cock into me. Tears build in my eyes and I can't believe that the feeling of stretched, rough pain makes me so fucking turned on and I know Everett knows it.

All that can be sensed is my arousal. It's intoxicating the air.

Everett's hand slides down the front of my torso and cups my pussy. I groan at the sensation, he rubs his fingers against my slick folds. He inhales sharply. "Fuck, angel," he grunts. "So fucking wet."

I nod eagerly. He pounds me harder until pressure builds in my abdomen and I could burst any second. It hurts but I'm enjoying the pleasure it brings, being railed hard but I know I'm in safe hands. It's a strange feeling but I love every damn second of it.

So much that I can barely breathe. I'm almost hyperventilating as Everett doesn't slow down, still running circles around my clit with the tips of his fingers. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I am sobbing with tears, everything feels like it's seconds away from crashing down on me.

"You like your ass being fucked raw, huh?"

A low scream escapes the back of my throat as he pinches my clit. "Yes."

He smacks my ass. Hard. I'm moaning, crying at the top of my lungs. Wetness slipping down the insides of my thighs, coating his fingers and the bedsheets. Oh I am a mess. A fucking mess and I want Everett to have every part of me.

"You like that it hurts?"

"Yes."

His hand will soon make a permanent mark on my ass at this rate and I'm not even complaining. Then he moves his hips quicker than before, the bed shaking beneath us rapidly. "Such a dirty fucking whore."

My eyes roll into the back of my head as he continues to massage my clit and pound my ass. His words send me over the edge almost instantly and I can't even stop myself, I moan and I moan. Sweat building across my back and my knees burning into the duvet at the force of his body across mine.

The orgasm is sharp and mind-numbing. Suddenly my pussy throbs and I am squirting clear liquid everywhere. All across his sheets, his hand and down my legs. I forget everything for a second as it swarms my body. I shudder and shake and Everett takes my body as no prisoner, he keeps going until I'm attempting to catch my breath.

Everything is so wet. I just squirted as he fucked my ass.

I whimper in my mind. I'm already close to having a second orgasm. Knees weak and chest tight. He pulls my head back and slows his hips, keeping his growing cock deep inside me. "Did you just come without asking?"

"Yes. I'm sorry." I whine.

"Sorry?" He continues to rub circles around my soaked pussy, pinching my clit unexpectedly. I shiver from overstimulation. "Being called a dirty whore whilst I'm wrecking your ass turns you on?"

My lips begin to tremble. Fuck. Such a mess. I've made such a mess.

Everett pulls his hips back and slams into me once again. I am gasping for air. "Everett, I–" Then a scream rumbles from my chest, he pushes my head back into the bed and I muffle my moans with the sheets.

"You what?" He massages my clit faster. "You're going to come again?"

He could make me come on command if he desired. I'd do anything to please him.

"Please. Please. Please."

I won't last long with his hands. That's for sure and he knows it.

Slap. "Be a good girl and wait."

My lips purse and I nod. I can be a good girl. I can't wait.

Everett grunts from behind me, tightening his grip on my waist until I am screaming into the bed. The legs are scratching against the floor aggressively, then the headboard and then his breathless moans.

It's too much. It's too fucking much and I can't–

"Everett, please." Tears are rolling into the sheets. "I need, I ne–"

"You need what?" His deep voice echoes through the room.

I swallow back a moan as his balls slap against my pussy, his fingers still playing with my clit as it throbs against his tips. "I need you," I gasp. "I need you."

He releases a thick groan, it sends a shiver down the centre of my spine. "Then have me angel," he huffs. "Come with me. Right. Now."

When his fingers clasp around my clit my mind is clouded with neon visuals, my body sparking a fire as I come apart around him. He holds onto my body, drilling me until he's grunting and thrusting powerfully.

His name falls from my lips over and over, his hand grips my hair and I am nothing but his at this moment in time. Completely his.

Both of us exhale a long, deep moan at the same time and I collapse into the bed.

Everett's hips finally begin to slow and my eyes flutter shut. Never in my life have I felt so exhausted. He pulls out of me and discards the condom before bundling me up in his arms, ignoring the fact we're both covered in sweat from head to toe.

His lips press to my bare shoulders, to my sternum and then my lips. I rest my head against his chest, listening to his thumping heartbeat. "Fuck, angel," he curses as we fall back to the bed. "You're so beautiful."

I'm still trying to catch my breath. Seconds away from having a cardiac arrest.

"I think the sheets need changing," I comment, heat creeping up on my cheeks.

Everett chuckles. "You are the sexiest thing I've ever seen," he mumbles between slow breaths. "You can squirt all over this bed any time you want."

I shake my head and bury myself into his neck, slightly embarrassed.

"Are you okay?" He whispers.

"Yeah," I nod. "A little sore but I'm okay."

He holds me tighter. "Let me look after you." Then I'm up in his arms, he's carrying us to the shower, peppering me in kisses. "Let me clean you up, put some cream on your ass and give you back scratches all night."

I smile into his neck. "You give me the five star treatment."

"All for you, angel. All for you."

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