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out into the plug and a bit onto my finger. I know I’m bright red—I
can feel the heat coming off my skin—as I bend forward to smear the
ointment over my touchy, tensed bud.
    “Turn your back to me, Emma,” Jay
instructs in a hoarse voice. “I want to see it.”
    At stray moments like this, I could
really believe he’s as agonizingly aroused as I am. Hoping to
salvage what grace I can, I slowly twist to position myself with my
back to Jay, ass up.
    “That’s it,” he groans as I spread the
lube over my asshole. “Play with your anus for me, Emma. Finger
your hole.”
    I look over my shoulder to protest and
find Jay with his fly unzipped and his hand inside his briefs,
stroking his long, solid cock. Biting my lip in want of his hard
dick, I barely notice I’m doing as he asked. I only realize I’m
making slow circles, prying at the edges of the little bud with my
fingertip, when my clit throbs in time with my asshole.
    “Now the plug,” he moans. “Shove it
deep up your ass, baby.”
    Anything, I think. I’d do anything to
keep that look of bliss on his handsome face, that seductive tone
in his voice. To keep his dick that long and rigid and ready, in
hopes he’ll use it on me.
    The plug won’t seem to fit, and my
asshole is sore from yesterday. I can’t work it in before I hit the
wrong angle and it slips back out. In a surge of frustration, I
push hard, angling my weight down over it to force the plug into my
ass. I yelp a second before it finally pops in.
    “Oh, love,” Jay coos and comes to sit
on the bed and gather me against his chest. “You have to be
gentle.”

    “You won’t be,” I remind him, sliding
my hand down to grip his jutting rod, determined to make him fuck
me.
    “Mm, true, but I know when to be
rough.”
    “Then do it,” I sigh raggedly, then
hastily add, “Fuck my pussy. Don’t make me wait
anymore.”
    “Not yet, love,” he whispers against
my mouth.
    I squeeze his cock harder, making him
suck in a quick breath, but he still doesn’t pull my hand away.
“You’re punishing me, aren’t you? For being so clueless all those
years. For rejecting you—” He watches as my eyes go wide. “What was
in that ointment? Why…why is it burning? Oh my god, Jay, it’s
hot.”
    “It won’t get any worse, love, I
promise. In fact, it will cool down…a little bit…in about ten
minutes. You can handle this. You’ll enjoy it.”
    “Jay,” I wail and shift to straddle
his lap, rubbing my pussy against his firm dick insistently. The
burning around my anus is making my cunt ache and pulse, and I have
the terrible urge to wriggle my hips like an animal in heat. “Why
won’t you just fuck me?”
    He strokes my hair lovingly, even as
my fingernails are sinking into his shoulders. “Because the
struggle is important. You have to fight your way to
me.”
    “Fight what? The only one fighting
this is you.”
    Jay arches one of those perfect black
eyebrows at me. “Really? Then tell me you love me, and you’ll
submit to me totally in our bed. Tell me you’re not afraid to give
yourself—all of you—to me. Tell me you know how much I love
you.”
    I bury my face against Jay’s chest and
mewl quietly, in sexual and emotional frustration. Of all of these
things he requires of me, it’s the last that defeats me. I can’t
believe he loves me, that Jay, broody and gorgeous, protective and
possessive, loves me when no other man ever has. And after the way
I rejected him.
    He lets me fuss against him until I’m
tired, before he slips away from me to stuff his erection back into
his jeans and smooth down his shirt. I catch my breath and bite my
lip as he helps me off the bed. The warming balm on the butt plug
has added a whole new level of torment to being invaded anally.
It’s like the muscles are relaxing, and I suddenly fear the plug is
going to slip out, making me instinctively clench to try to keep it
inside me.
    Jay smiles at me knowingly. The man is
a demon.
    And it only