Love Novel 89

“I need you to relax,” Zaid whispers into my ear.
We’re laying on our sides, facing each other. My leg is over his waist and his hand reaches behind me to my ass, where
he is pressing the plug into. I grip onto his shoulders as I hiss. Even with all the lube, it’s a tight fit.
“It’s too big,” I shake my head, pressing my forehead to his.
He smiles, kissing my cheek and then my jaw. “How do you expect me to fuck you if you can’t take this? I’m much
bigger.”
I lift my eyes to his, heat crawling up my cheeks. Oh god, he is so much bigger. He pushes it in a little more and I tense.
Zaid watches me, eyes sharp and dark. He smirks and says. “Alright, serious question.”
I blink, thrown off. “What?”
He pushes in the plug another inch and I gasp, tensing. He stops and tilts his head. “If you had to fight a hundred ducksized horses or one horse-sized duck, which would you pick?”
I just blink at him. My mind struggles to catch up with the sheer absurdity of what just came out of his mouth. “Are you—
what?”
“Think about it,” he says, like this is a perfectly normal thing to discuss in the middle of something like this.
I chuckle, and he takes advantage, pushing it in another inch. I try to keep myself untense, understanding what he is
doing.
His eyes still watch mine carefully, a smile lifting his lips. “A horse-sized duck would be horrifying. But a hundred tiny
horses? That’s an army. They might be able to bring you down.”
I exhale a small, disbelieving laugh, and I feel my entire body relax. “That’s the dumbest question I’ve ever heard. I can’t
believe you’re doing this.”
He purses his lips together, frowning. “That’s not an answer.”
I shake my head, my fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders. “I have to think about it.”
He lifts an eyebrow. “Really?”
I frown. “Yeah, what would you choose?”
He rolls his eyes. “That’s cheating.”
I laugh. “Cheating? This is all a bit ridiculous.”
He smiles, wide, enchanting. “Is it?”
He brings his hands between us, and immediately I feel the pressure in my ass. I’m stretched wide. It’s a tad
uncomfortable, but it’s inside me. I’m full.
Like a switch, my mind and my body connect.
A broken gasp leaves my lips and I hold on to the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer. My pussy is clenching, begging for
his attention. I can’t help but grind against his pants.
He chuckles, his hands caressing my ribs, down to my waist, and then my hips.
“Zaid,” I huskily whisper.
He presses kisses down my bellybutton. “Does it feel good to have your ass full?”
I nod, pushing his head down until he’s between my legs again. His breath fans every inch of my lips, of the inside of my
thighs, and his shoulders shake with silent laughter.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.”
I hear… hear him lap at my pussy. My wetness sticking to his tongue and smacking against his lips. The sound only turns me on more, makes me more desperate for relief. As I grind against his face, the plug in my ass pushes in and slides out,
building that beautiful pain in the pit of my stomach.
I feel my inner walls start to contract and I cry out, but then Zaid pulls away.
“Fuck, Zaid! Please.”
He crawls up my body, shaking his head. “When you come again, I want to be inside you.”
Oh god, that sounds… perfect.
He kisses my neck and then pulls away entirely. He stands beside the bed and slowly undresses for me. I moan, my eyes
taking in the feast of naked flesh before me. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen.
My eyes drop to his erection and my eyes widen. “Zaid, I can’t… you can’t… that won’t fit.”
He grips the base of it, pumping it once. “You can take me, love.”
My nostrils flare and my ass clenches around the plug. “You think so?”
He nods, the tension in his body reaching an all-time high. “I was making us wait, because I didn’t want you to think that
it’s all about sex for me.”
My eyes lift from his cock to his eyes, noting the sincerity in his dark pupils.
“You want me?” He asks, almost unsure of himself.
I nod fervently. “Yes. I think I always have.”
His shoulders drop in obvious relief, and he nears me again. He watches me, placing his hands on my hips as he flips me
onto my hands and knees. I hear him draw in a breath and then feel him prod at the plug in my ass.
“Breathe out, love.”
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When I do, he pulls it out. It’s slow, uncomfortable, but beneath it all is a hum of eroticism that has my clit pulsing and
my pussy weeping. I hear the thud as he drops it on the bed and then I feel his fingers on the rim of my asshole,
spreading fresh new lube.
I sigh, the coolness soothing to my skin.
“You tell me when it’s too much, okay?”
I nod, adjusting my legs so that I can spread myself wider.
“We’ll go at your pace. You’re in control.”
I nod again, gripping the sheets when I feel him push in slightly. It burns and tears prick the back of my eyes.
“Breathe, love,” he grunts, and I can tell he is on the edge of his own control.
I bury my face in the pillow and take another inch before I stop him with my hand on his hip. “Zaid.”
“It’s okay.” He stills, giving me a second to adjust.
Although it seems impossible because my muscles want to contract, they want to close, but Zaid’s cock is in the way.
“Fuck,” he mutters behind me. “Fuck, love.”
I breathe out and drop my hand from his hip. He takes that as his sign and he pushes in more. We go on like that for a
few more minutes until he’s fully inside me.
I’m moaning, groaning, breathing in hard pants as my muscles adjust to having something so hard and think inside me.
“Fucking hell,” Zaid moan, his hips twitching behind me. “I’m not sure how much I’ll last.”
“Just…” I pant, pushing my hips back. “Just move, Zaid. Make me come.”
His hands grip my waist and they move down until he cups my pussy. I scream when he comes in contact with my clit. It’s
so sensitive, seeking out his touch so strongly that it is almost too much.
He plunges two fingers inside me, and presses two others to my clit, both of his hands paying attention to my pussy as
he begins to thrust into my asshole.
The sensations light me up.
My nipples pebble until my skin hurts.
My legs tremble until it’s his hands in my pussy that keep me up.
With each of his thrusts, it’s like a piece of me falls back into place.
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Every grunt, every plea, every sound that comes from his lips feeds the coiling in my stomach.
“Alina,” he moans brokenly.
I can’t answer except for a shaky moan.
“I- can I go faster?
I nod desperately.
“Harder?”
“God, yes,” I practically scream.
He grabs one of my hands and pushes it against my clit. “Touch yourself.”
I do and he returns his hands to my hips, holding me there so that he can move his hips. He quickens his pace, burying
his fingers so deep in my flesh I know I will bruise.
I’m screaming, rubbing my fingers faster, the headboard smacking against the wall, tears streaming down my face.
I don’t care who can hear us.
I don’t care who knows about us.
My toes curls and my voice is a guttural, throaty mess. “I’m- I’m coming.”
Zaid growls behind me, thrusting in faster until he stills, breathing heavily and broken. I feel the heat of his cum inside me
and my orgasm splits me in two.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I am trembling. My pussy clenches at the emptiness, my clit throbbing and my
ass attempts to contract.
My muscles work tirelessly to move, but with Zaid’s cock in the way, I am left with an intense feeling of fullness. I drop
onto my stomach and Zaid follows, chuckling over me as he kisses me down my spine.
By the time he pulls out of me, I can’t keep my eyes open. I feel him kiss the rim of my asshole and I shudder at the
feeling. He turns me to face him, his eyes caressing every inch of my face.
A slow smile warms his face, and his fingers trail down my neck.
“I can’t- I’m so tired,” I whisper.
“Getting fucked in the ass will do that to you.”
My body feels like a noodle and I lay there, motionless as he cleans me with a wet rag and kisses me from my nipples
back down to my clit. I tangle my fingers in his hair and press myself into his chest, letting the darkness take me.
Letting sleep take me as all I can think about is how I want to lose myself in him like this every day.