Easton
I wrapped Harper in a towel and tied one around my waist.
I brought her into my bedroom, set her on top of my bed, a hell of a surprise waiting for me in that bottle on my nightstand.
I certainly didn't expect to find lube in that box.
For Harper to give me her ass, the same way she gave me her virginity.
But it just shows how much she loves me.
And I'm silently promising her that I'm going to do everything I can to make sure this moment is painless and unforgettable.
I pulled the towel from her body, dropped my own onto the floor, and I reached for the bottle.
I kiss over the tops of her tits, taking each of her nipples into my mouth.
Sucking, biting the ends, before I make my way down to her stomach, stopping at her pussy.
I spread her legs, positioning myself between them, and squirt some of the cold jelly onto my fingers.
I rub it across my skin, making sure both fingers are covered, and while my tongue goes to her clit, my fingers go to her ass.
“Ahhh,” she breathed.
“Oh God.” I lick, concentrate on the top, and at the same time, I circle her ass.
I make sure the edges are prepped before I gradually dip a finger inside.
“Easton,” she moaned.
Fuck, she's tight.
I can only imagine how this is going to feel on my dick.
I groan at the thought and as my finger moves inside her, I go slowly, taking my time to stretch her, adding a second finger when I feel she's ready.
I give her more pressure, more speed, wanting to make sure she can handle it before she gets my cock.
She's taking everything I give her.
Moaning.
Rocking against my mouth in a way where I know this feels incredible for her.
When she felt worked up enough, I squirt more lube over my whole shaft, ensuring there's a thick layer across my crown, and I aim my tip at her ass.
I frame her face with my hands, locking my eyes with hers.
“This is going to hurt a little,” I warned.
“I know.” “I'm going to go slow.
I need you to tell me if you want me to stop.” She nods.
“Okay.” I shift my hips upward, the tip sliding in, her breathing instantly changing.
“Is it too much?” “I'm all right.” But I can see the pain in her eyes.
“I'm going to stop—”
“No.” She kisses me.
“I want this.” I force myself to move even slower, going in a tiny bit more, her tightness taking a hold of me.
Fuck me, if I thought her pussy was snug, her ass is a like a lock, and I know I'm going to have a hard time lasting.
“Once I'm all the way in, it'll feel better,” I promise.
The pain has moved into her lips, and I devour them, hoping to take her mind off it, gradually working in deeper.
I can feel her heart pounding against my chest, her emotion in every one of her breaths.
“There,” I say, now still.
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