“Has anyone ever licked your ass before, baby?”

“No,” she whimpered.

“That’s because it’s mine—your virgin ass.” My lips and tongue burned with the first touch. With one hand, I unbuckled, unsnapped, and unzipped my jeans, freeing my aching cock. Then I spread her cheeks farther apart and sucked on her cute little hole.

She mewled into the comforter, her hips undulating.

Yes, she liked it.

When I thrust two fingers into her wet pussy, she bucked beneath me, moaning.

“Oh my God, Jonah! Oh my God!”

I massaged her G-spot as I continued to lick her sweet ass. When she clamped down on my fingers, I knew she was about to climax.

“I’m coming! Jonah. I’m coming.”

This time I didn’t hold back. I gave one cheek of her butt a light smack. “That’s right, baby. Come. Come for me.”

When I saw the rosy flush on her ass, my cock pulsated. I was damned near a climax, and I hadn’t even touched myself.

I continued probing her asshole, finger-fucking her pussy as I milked the last drops of her orgasm from her. Then I took some of her wetness, slid it upward, over her hole.

“I want to put my finger in your ass, sweetheart.”

She trembled a bit.

“Okay? May I?”

“I… Yes… God…”

I got her asshole good and lubed up with my saliva and her wetness and then slowly breached the tight ring of muscle.

A swift intake of breath.

“It will be good. Just relax.”

When her trembling stopped, and the muscles around my finger relaxed, I thrust in farther.

She let out a soft sigh.

“You’re so hot, Melanie. God, I want to fuck you right here. One day. One day I will.”

She tensed for a few seconds.

I pushed two fingers back into the wet heat of her pussy. “I’m going to make you come now, with my fingers in your pussy and your ass. I want you to scream my name when you come, Melanie. I want you to fucking scream my name.”

She whimpered.

“Do you understand? You understand that you’re going to scream my name?”

“Yes. Yes, I understand.”

I began fucking her with my fingers both in her pussy and her ass, using reverse rhythmic strokes. Her little ass got red, flushing from the intensity of the heat I was invoking from her body. My hard cock throbbed between my legs. I ached to shove it into her pussy, her ass, her mouth—everywhere. But this was for her. A big step for her. I was going to see that she enjoyed it.

She writhed beneath me, bucking her hips, until I felt the familiar clamping of her muscles on my hand.

“You’re going to come now, baby. You’re going to come when I tell you to.”

“Yes. Want to come…”

“Come. Now,” I said through clenched teeth.

She clamped around me, spasming.

“Jonah! Jonah! I’m coming for you!”

“That’s it, sweetheart. That’s it. Scream my name.” I thrust and thrust into both holes, slowing down as the spasms subsided. I itched to bring her to one more climax, but this was her first time with anal play, and I didn’t force it.

When I withdrew from her, she flattened on the bed onto her belly and whimpered.

I worried for a moment that I had worn her out. But she turned over, her eyes blazing with green flame.

She spread her legs. “I need you now, inside me. Please, Jonah.”

I couldn’t help the big grin that split my face. “Since you said please.” I thrust inside that burning hot pussy.

“Ahh,” I groaned.

She held me tightly in the paradise between her legs. Nothing like it. But still I wanted more, needed to be deeper inside her. I pushed her thighs forward, maneuvering her calves so her ankles were over my shoulders. And I thrust into her—balls deep within that hot pussy.

Already my whole groin was tightening, getting ready to spill. I didn’t want to come yet, wanted to hang on, but—

“Baby…” I released into her, pounding her deeply—harder, harder, harder—until the last drop had squeezed from my cock.

Always so much more with Melanie, so much more than the normal release. A deliverance. A pilgrimage to a higher plane. A fucking salvation.

I moved to the side of her so as not to crush her with my body weight.

She didn’t move to cuddle with me right away. Had I taken it too far tonight?

But before I could voice my thought, she turned toward me.

“Thank you,” she said.

“Thank you? Whatever for?”

“For showing me a little bit of who you are. For not being afraid to let me see that part of you.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but she shushed me.

“I’m not naïve, Jonah. I know this is only the beginning. I won’t say I’m ready for everything. Thank you. I love you, and I want to know you. This is part of who you are. And for the record, I enjoyed it very much.” She smiled.

A warm glow permeated me. I turned and met her gaze. “I love you too, and thank you for letting me share this with you.”

I thought about the diamond choker in my top dresser drawer that I had originally intended to offer to her as a collar, to bind her to me as my submissive—at least in the bedroom. And even though I knew she might leave me once I told her the truth about that fateful night when I had neglected to take her phone call, I still wanted her to have it.

It was hers. It had been since the moment I’d seen it in the glass case at the jewelry shop in Grand Junction. No one else would ever be able to wear it.

It was hers. Only hers.

Chapter Twenty–Four

Melanie

Without saying anything, Jonah rose from the bed and walked over to his chest of drawers. I couldn’t help smiling to myself. He had done things to me tonight that I’d never imagined. Yes, I knew they were only the beginning. Despite my reservations, I had enjoyed myself. I wanted to know him. I wanted to know his deepest most secret parts. And I wanted to please him.

I had seen some of his depth tonight. That thought made me very happy.

He came back, holding a velvet jeweler’s case. I gasped.

“I saw this a few weeks ago,” he said. “It was made for you. I knew it as soon as I saw it. I love you. I want you to have this.”