Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
“I, um, is it bigger?”
“It is! Well, done.”
That was her. An overachiever.
“I want you to reach back and part your ass cheeks for me. I need to make sure you’re ready for your plug.”
“Are you sure no one will walk in?” she asked.
He studied her for a long moment, then he walked over and flicked the lock on the door. She breathed out a sigh of relief and the churning in her stomach eased.
Walking back over to her, he laid a hand on the small of her back. “A safeword only works if you use it.”
Faith bit her lip. Oh. Fudge.
“There might be times I push you too far, Faith. I need to know you’ll use your safeword.”
She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”
“Next time you fail to use your safeword when you need to, there will be consequences.”
“Yes, Sir.” That was fair. Trust went both ways. And he wasn’t a mind reader. Even though sometimes it seemed like he was.
“That’s my brave girl. You’re doing so well. Now, do what you were told.”
She couldn’t even breathe as she reached back and parted her ass cheeks. Embarrassment flooded her.
“That’s it. You’re so beautiful, so perfect. You’re safe here with me. I have you.”
For all that he could be bossy and demanding, he also made her feel like the most precious creature in the world.
There was a squirting noise and then his damp finger ran over her asshole. She tensed.
“Uh-uh. Don’t tense up. Take a deep breath in. Now, let it out slowly and relax. Well done.”
As she let her breath out, he slid his finger into her hole. It burned slightly.
She’d had anal sex once with Matt. At her request. But neither of them had really enjoyed it.
Matt certainly hadn’t fingered her to get her ready, let alone used a butt plug. Which had made it rather unpleasant for both of them.
“That’s it, baby. Let me in.” Unlike before, his voice was a soft croon, meant to lull and cajole her.
And it worked. She found herself relaxing bit by bit as he moved his finger in and out of her ass. Even though it was embarrassing as heck to be laid out on his desk like this, to have to part her ass cheeks so he could finger fuck her asshole . . . there was something about this that spoke to her submissive heart.
That enjoyed this.
“Another deep breath in. You’re getting two fingers now.”
She whimpered but didn’t protest, following the gentle command in his voice as he guided her through two fingers entering her, stretching her.
Faith could feel her body warming, falling under his spell as her clit throbbed.
“That’s it. Well done. You’re doing so well. I’m going to slide my fingers free and get the plug ready.”
Her breathing grew faster. But not due to fear. That was entirely anticipation running through her.
After he removed his fingers, she felt their loss. She heard him squirt out more lube before the plug was pressing against her hole.
“You know what to do. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. As you let out your breath, I want you to let go of your bottom. That’s it. I’m so proud of you.”
Cripes.
She actually preened under the praise. Even though all she’d done was let herself get finger-fucked, then plugged. Still, as he pushed the plug in, settling it inside her, she felt like she’d achieved something monumental.
Faith slumped over the desk, panting.
“My precious baby. I’m going to go wash up and then I need to get some more work done. You are quite the distraction, Ms. Blossom. I do believe you’ll need to be punished for that as well.”
His voice had morphed from a soft croon to his crisp, cool, ‘I’m the boss’ voice.’
And she was here for all of it.
Faith lay there as he left to wash his hands. She waited for concern to creep in. But there was none. She felt kind of . . . at ease? Relaxed?
It was strange. But she wasn’t the least bit concerned about what was coming next.
Because Reuben would keep her safe.
Reuben settled back into his chair and typed something. She turned her head to try and watch him, but the angle made it too painful to do that for long. So, she just settled in to wait.
60
Fuck.
Reuben was so hard that it was impossible to ignore. He couldn’t concentrate. He’d been trying to read the same email for the last five minutes.
Every time he turned his head to look at her, his dick pressed even more against his pants.
It was tempting to reach down and release it.
Not yet.
But God. Seeing her bent over his desk with that plug nestled in her perfect ass was just too much.
And if he moved his chair back, he could catch a glimpse of her pussy . . .