He teased her with the head of his cock along the lips of her pussy, brushing it from back to front. The wet head grew wetter as their juices mixed.
The way she spread her legs wider, opening herself to receive him, nearly made him end the glorious torture. Instead he tightened his grip on her hips, holding her still when she would have thrust back.
Her hands clenched the sheets, her face pressed to stop her moans before they spilled out.
“Beg for it.” It was a command, one he knew she’d struggle to follow.
The desperate sound of her surrender was the only thing holding him back.
He let his cock press against her clit and enjoyed the way she shuddered under him. Pulling back, he slipped just inside, loving the way she tried to suck him deeper. Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he let himself enjoy the way her body trembled even as his own shook with need.
His hips moved just so and he positioned himself against the puckered skin of her anus, their combined wetness coating her.
She shuddered and relaxed into the sheets. He felt her surrender before she uttered the word.