He didn’t give her time to think. He didn’t give her time to process the shocking, intimate pressure against her most forbidden place. He just held her there, on her hands and knees on his living room rug, his wet cock nudging against her tight, virgin asshole.

“Relax,” he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that vibrated through her. His hands were firm on her hips, holding her in place. “Breathe out. Push back against me.”

She was trembling, a fine, uncontrollable ...