The Exhibitionist
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He was right, damn it all. “I suppose.”
“What would I have said if it’d been appropriate to use your fingers?”
“You’ve have said, ‘Make me come in under two minutes.’”
He slowed his hands. His erection was once more thick and long. “Since you didn’t follow instructions and decided to play with my ass instead, I’m going to fuck yours.”
I waited for him to say I couldn’t come, but he didn’t. I was going to make damn sure I heard every word he said from now on.
“I’m going to get on the bed and you’re going to lower your ass onto my cock.” He nodded toward the nightstand. “Get the lube. It’s in the top drawer.”
I rolled to the side and rummaged in his nightstand drawer for the lube. By the time I found it and rolled back to the middle, he was lying down on the bed, fisting his cock, his hand moving up and down. Knowing it would soon be in me.
Oh, fuck yes.
“Don’t sit there looking at it,” he said with a smile. “Get it ready for your ass.”
I took the lube and squeezed some into my palm. I rubbed my hands together and then started on his cock.
“Straddle me,” he said, and I hurried into place, with a knee on either side of his body. “Put some in my hand.”
I put a good-sized amount in the palm of his hands and went back to his cock.
“There you go. Get that cock ready. Get it ready to take your tight ass.”
Fuck, when he talked like that, I couldn’t wait to get him inside me. One of his fingers started playing with my anus. I resisted the temptation to push against his finger.
“Have you been using your plugs?” he asked.
“Yes, of course.” After forgetting to use the plugs the month before our honeymoon, I’d never made that mistake again. The only time I hadn’t used a plug on a regular basis was when I was pregnant. Nathaniel limited our anal play then.
“You love it, don’t you?” he asked, dipping a finger inside. “Servicing my cock with your ass. Letting me fuck you there?”
“Yes, so much.” He knew I did. I loved how it exhibited my submission to him. Offering that part of myself to him, that part that no one else had ever taken. I wouldn’t have believed it possible before I met him, but over the years, I’d had some of my most intense orgasms from anal sex.
In fact, the first time he’d taken me there, he’d also used a vibrator. The closest I’d ever get to double penetration. I remembered the books I’d been reading and how I’d imagined being between two men, servicing two Doms.
“What was that thought, Abby?” he asked, pushing his finger deeper and rubbing one of my nipples with the other.
“You let me experience, sort of, what double penetration would be like. When you use a vibrator, when you, oh, fuck yes.” I momentarily lost track of my thoughts when he hooked his finger inside me.
He looked smug. “Yes, it’s the best I can do, since I don’t have two cocks.”
I was impaled by his finger and I knew what would soon be replacing it. I wanted it. Badly.
“Now,” he said, “I think it’s about time you mounted up so I can fuck you properly.”
I rose above him slightly, knowing he was lining himself up. I looked down so I could watch as I lowered myself.
“There you go. Take that cock,” he said. “Going to fuck that ass.”
I closed my eyes when I felt him start to enter me and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my lips. That first penetration was always the best. The most intense. The initial stretch, followed by the push inside, finally feeling him fill me so completely; there wasn’t room for anything other than him. Even my thoughts belonged to him.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he said. “Ride me.”
He went so deep in this position. I felt him everywhere. For a second I wasn’t sure I could move. His hands grabbed my waist and he started lifting me and then bringing me back down on him.
“Ah. Ah. Ah,” I panted in time with our movements.
He worked his hips harder and faster. “Yes, damn it. You like me fucking your ass, don’t you?”
I made some sort of sound, it didn’t sound like anything to me, but Nathaniel knew exactly how I felt and reacted. I worked my body in time with his hands, needing him harder and deeper.
“Naughty girls love cock and take it anywhere their man wants to put it.” His voice was rough. “Look to your right, Abigail. See how naughty you are.”
I knew what I’d see when I turned my head. I’d planned the bedroom after all. I was the one who decided to place a mirror exactly where it’d be possible to see ourselves. Even then, it was still somewhat of a shock to see me wanton and free, fucking myself with his cock.
“See it?” he asked. “See how naughty you are?” His hand drifted to my breasts and he fondled me roughly.
Watching us in the mirror was even better than watching us on film. With the mirror, I felt every thrust of his hips, every pinch of his fingers on my sensitive nipples. My eyes threatened to roll back in my head, but he wouldn’t allow it.
“Don’t even think about closing your eyes,” he said. “I want you to watch as I come inside you. Hold still.”
I held still suspended above him, bracing myself for what I knew was coming. “Please let me come,” I begged.
“Yes,” he said, right before he began punishing thrusts that hit me oh so right. Over and over he stroked in and out of me and my release was rushing toward me, unstoppable.
“Fuck, fuck, oh, holy fucking shit.” The movement of him within me, the sight of us in the mirror, was too much and I gave in to the building need and let my climax crash over me.
“Yes. Damn it.” They were the only words he could manage as his own climax made him stiffen and press deep inside me.
I fell on top of him, exhausted, but he held me tight in his arms, kissing my hair and murmuring his love. I lifted my head for a soft kiss. It wasn’t until we were both almost asleep that I realized I needed to call Lynne back. Too tired to move and knowing it was too late, I put it on my mental to-do list for the next day.
Chapter Nine
ABBY
Nathaniel had business meetings in Wilmington the following afternoon, so he was working from home in the morning. We all ate breakfast together and he went with me to drop the kids off at preschool. Then we came home to find my supervisor, Meagan, waiting for me. Nathaniel nodded her way to welcome her before closing himself in his office to work.
“What would I have said if it’d been appropriate to use your fingers?”
“You’ve have said, ‘Make me come in under two minutes.’”
He slowed his hands. His erection was once more thick and long. “Since you didn’t follow instructions and decided to play with my ass instead, I’m going to fuck yours.”
I waited for him to say I couldn’t come, but he didn’t. I was going to make damn sure I heard every word he said from now on.
“I’m going to get on the bed and you’re going to lower your ass onto my cock.” He nodded toward the nightstand. “Get the lube. It’s in the top drawer.”
I rolled to the side and rummaged in his nightstand drawer for the lube. By the time I found it and rolled back to the middle, he was lying down on the bed, fisting his cock, his hand moving up and down. Knowing it would soon be in me.
Oh, fuck yes.
“Don’t sit there looking at it,” he said with a smile. “Get it ready for your ass.”
I took the lube and squeezed some into my palm. I rubbed my hands together and then started on his cock.
“Straddle me,” he said, and I hurried into place, with a knee on either side of his body. “Put some in my hand.”
I put a good-sized amount in the palm of his hands and went back to his cock.
“There you go. Get that cock ready. Get it ready to take your tight ass.”
Fuck, when he talked like that, I couldn’t wait to get him inside me. One of his fingers started playing with my anus. I resisted the temptation to push against his finger.
“Have you been using your plugs?” he asked.
“Yes, of course.” After forgetting to use the plugs the month before our honeymoon, I’d never made that mistake again. The only time I hadn’t used a plug on a regular basis was when I was pregnant. Nathaniel limited our anal play then.
“You love it, don’t you?” he asked, dipping a finger inside. “Servicing my cock with your ass. Letting me fuck you there?”
“Yes, so much.” He knew I did. I loved how it exhibited my submission to him. Offering that part of myself to him, that part that no one else had ever taken. I wouldn’t have believed it possible before I met him, but over the years, I’d had some of my most intense orgasms from anal sex.
In fact, the first time he’d taken me there, he’d also used a vibrator. The closest I’d ever get to double penetration. I remembered the books I’d been reading and how I’d imagined being between two men, servicing two Doms.
“What was that thought, Abby?” he asked, pushing his finger deeper and rubbing one of my nipples with the other.
“You let me experience, sort of, what double penetration would be like. When you use a vibrator, when you, oh, fuck yes.” I momentarily lost track of my thoughts when he hooked his finger inside me.
He looked smug. “Yes, it’s the best I can do, since I don’t have two cocks.”
I was impaled by his finger and I knew what would soon be replacing it. I wanted it. Badly.
“Now,” he said, “I think it’s about time you mounted up so I can fuck you properly.”
I rose above him slightly, knowing he was lining himself up. I looked down so I could watch as I lowered myself.
“There you go. Take that cock,” he said. “Going to fuck that ass.”
I closed my eyes when I felt him start to enter me and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my lips. That first penetration was always the best. The most intense. The initial stretch, followed by the push inside, finally feeling him fill me so completely; there wasn’t room for anything other than him. Even my thoughts belonged to him.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he said. “Ride me.”
He went so deep in this position. I felt him everywhere. For a second I wasn’t sure I could move. His hands grabbed my waist and he started lifting me and then bringing me back down on him.
“Ah. Ah. Ah,” I panted in time with our movements.
He worked his hips harder and faster. “Yes, damn it. You like me fucking your ass, don’t you?”
I made some sort of sound, it didn’t sound like anything to me, but Nathaniel knew exactly how I felt and reacted. I worked my body in time with his hands, needing him harder and deeper.
“Naughty girls love cock and take it anywhere their man wants to put it.” His voice was rough. “Look to your right, Abigail. See how naughty you are.”
I knew what I’d see when I turned my head. I’d planned the bedroom after all. I was the one who decided to place a mirror exactly where it’d be possible to see ourselves. Even then, it was still somewhat of a shock to see me wanton and free, fucking myself with his cock.
“See it?” he asked. “See how naughty you are?” His hand drifted to my breasts and he fondled me roughly.
Watching us in the mirror was even better than watching us on film. With the mirror, I felt every thrust of his hips, every pinch of his fingers on my sensitive nipples. My eyes threatened to roll back in my head, but he wouldn’t allow it.
“Don’t even think about closing your eyes,” he said. “I want you to watch as I come inside you. Hold still.”
I held still suspended above him, bracing myself for what I knew was coming. “Please let me come,” I begged.
“Yes,” he said, right before he began punishing thrusts that hit me oh so right. Over and over he stroked in and out of me and my release was rushing toward me, unstoppable.
“Fuck, fuck, oh, holy fucking shit.” The movement of him within me, the sight of us in the mirror, was too much and I gave in to the building need and let my climax crash over me.
“Yes. Damn it.” They were the only words he could manage as his own climax made him stiffen and press deep inside me.
I fell on top of him, exhausted, but he held me tight in his arms, kissing my hair and murmuring his love. I lifted my head for a soft kiss. It wasn’t until we were both almost asleep that I realized I needed to call Lynne back. Too tired to move and knowing it was too late, I put it on my mental to-do list for the next day.
Chapter Nine
ABBY
Nathaniel had business meetings in Wilmington the following afternoon, so he was working from home in the morning. We all ate breakfast together and he went with me to drop the kids off at preschool. Then we came home to find my supervisor, Meagan, waiting for me. Nathaniel nodded her way to welcome her before closing himself in his office to work.
