Sage

Sage

As Trevor races through the night-drenched streets of Seattle, my mind is whirling. I can’t believe all the effort he went through for my birthday. I don’t think anyone has tried so hard since my mom built that balloon arch that ended up falling over in the middle of my eighth birthday party.

I glance down to see his right hand resting on my knee absentmindedly as he continues driving. It’s always there. Even if it’s a five-minute trip to the grocery store, we get in the car, and his hand goes right to my knee. I’m not sure if it’s done for his comfort or mine, maybe both.

Trevor pulls up to the house, parking in his usual spot when I notice the brand-new Mercedes he was talking about right beside us.

“If you’re fucking with me about the car, I’m gonna kill you,” I say.

He glances out the window and back to me before smirking.

“I gotta say, I was anticipating a fight on that. Thought you were gonna be too strong and independent to accept a gift like that.”

I scoff as I grab my door handle.

“I’m strong and independent, not stupid. If you want to drop well over one hundred k on a birthday present for a woman you just started dating, I’m sure as hell not gonna turn it down.”

Trevor barks out a laugh as he steps out of the car, meeting me on my side before wrapping an arm around my lower back.

“You never cease to surprise me.”

“Someone’s gotta keep you on your toes. You get way too self-righteous and douchey otherwise.”

I feel Trevor’s palm come down to my ass, clapping down over it before smirking against my lips.

“Get your fine ass upstairs and into our bed, take your clothes off and wait for me. We aren’t done celebrating you just yet.”

Anticipation flutters low in my belly at the reminder of his other present. Trevor takes a step away from me, to allow me to go before giving me a wicked smile that promises all sorts of naughty good fun tonight.

Perfect.

The silk of Trevor’s sheets brushes against my skin in a soothing way. If my heart wasn’t hammering inside my chest for what comes next, I have no doubt I would already be asleep due to the buttery goodness of his bed. However, with every heavy footstep of his up the stairs, my adrenaline spikes, until he is standing in the doorway.

He pauses for a moment, leaning against the wooden door with a predatory smile as he eyes me.

“Such a pretty birthday girl. You ready to play?”

I sink my teeth into my lower lip as I nod softly. He grins wider this time as he takes the gift bag in his hand and sets it down on the bedside table. I watch as he shucks off his shirt and pants until he is left just in his boxers before he crawls onto the bed between my legs. His arms come beneath both my knees before forcing me to spread open for him.

“But first, a snack,” he rumbles as he buries his face in my cunt.

The initial feel of his tongue causes me to leap before I intertwine my fingers in his golden hair and pull him closer. You can say a lot of things about Trevor Michaels, but one thing you can never say is that the man doesn’t eat pussy well because shit, I’ve never had better.

He slips a finger inside me and begins slowly working me over as his mouth practically sucks my clit off.

“Fuck!” I moan as his eyes come up to me, not moving his mouth for one second.

He gives me a quick wink before he pushes a little deeper toward that magic button that sends me shattering apart. I feel him lick my orgasm clean before he moves to sit on his knees, his mouth glistening as he grins.

“Fucking delicious.”

He leans over me to reach the bedside table to grab the bag before coming back between my legs.

“Close your eyes, Raven.”

“No way! I want to know exactly what you’re doing with that thing.”

“Trust me?” he asks.

“Barely.”

What almost looks like hurt flashes across his face, causing me to eat my words really quick.

“Sorry, I was kidding. I trust you,” I say as I begrudgingly close my eyes.

I feel the warm tips of his fingers run up and down my bare thighs, leaving a wake of goose bumps in their path. Slowly, he begins massaging me. My thighs, my calves, even my ass cheeks. The tension I previously felt slowly begins to dissipate as I sink into his touch.

Suddenly, I feel a cool liquid hit my asshole, causing me to jerk before Trevor’s hands push me back against the bed.

“Relax, babygirl. Deep breaths.”

I do as he says, keeping my eyes closed as his fingers gently massage the liquid against and into me. I feel him slowly work the tip of his finger in and out of me as he speaks.

“Good girl, such a good girl. Nice deep breaths just like that.”

I exhale a long breath when I feel him pull away from me. On the next exhale, I feel a cool object pressed against my hole before it slips in with a pop. My eyes fly open as I look down to see Trevor’s eyes greedily taking up the sight before him. He looks up at me and nods, giving me a reassuring look as he pushes the beads in a little more, then pushing the next bead in.

Each new bead has my toes curling, and my pulse thundering. I saw how long that strand was. There is absolutely no way it’s all going to fit. But one by one, Trevor continues filling me up.

“Touch yourself, baby. Play with that pretty little clit.”

I don’t hesitate, rubbing my fingers against my clit, relieved to feel that familiar tingle of pleasure to distract me from the building discomfort of each larger-sized bead.

“Trevor, I don’t think I can take much more,” I say softly as I continue rubbing my fingers in tight circles.

“You can take it all. Deep breaths and focus on playing with that pretty little pussy.”

I let out a shaky nod as he pauses, allowing me to relax a little more. A soft moan falls from my lips, causing Trevor to groan.

“I love your little noises. So fucking sexy.”

I let out another one just as Trevor pushes the largest bead so far in. It makes my toes curl at first, and it takes several seconds to adjust before I blow out a shaky breath and allow my body to relax around the beads.

“That’s all of them. You did so good, babygirl. I’m so proud of you,” he says as he presses a kiss against my inner thigh.

His praise causes a fluttering in my lower belly as I look at him and smile.

“What does my girl want now?”

“You. Come fuck me, Trev.”

He pulls down his boxers and tosses them to the side before lining himself up to me.

“Don’t move too much. I want those beads to stay there until you come, understand?”

I nod quickly as I feel the warm head of his tip press against my slick hole. He presses inside in the next moment, causing a louder more satisfied moan to slip out of me. Trevor keeps pushing until he bottoms out and grumbles out a pleased sound.

Slower than normal, he begins fucking me, his thrusts extremely purposeful as he pulls in and out of me. If I wasn’t already a writhing mess, I’d already be close, but from every kiss and touch he’s given me thus far, I’m ready to fucking lose it.

“Fuck, your cunt is pulsing. You’re gonna come, aren’t you, Raven?”

“Uh-huh,” I whimper.

“One sec, baby,” he says as he adjusts our position slightly until his hand is behind my lower back.

Just him moving has my pussy squeezing once, my orgasm literally a breath away.

“Shit, shit, shit. I’m trying to keep it together, but you’ve got my cock in a goddamn chokehold, baby.”

He blows out what sounds like a settling breath before his eyes come to my own. His chest rising and falling as rapidly as my own. I get lost in those blue eyes for a moment, so many things lying just below the surface, like two infinitely deep pools I could dive right into. I’m so lost in him right now I almost don’t hear the low rumble of his voice.

“Come.”

That single command sends me splintering apart. I feel my pussy clamp down on him one final time before it triggers my orgasm. In that same minute, Trevor pulls the beads out of me in one swoop, ratcheting my already powerful orgasm into a blinding combination of excitement and ecstasy. I scream out my release as my body spasms and flutters, a feeling like I’ve never experienced racing through me.

This isn’t my first time with butt play, but this is definitely my first time with anal toys, and holy shit, I hope it’s not the last. I feel Trevor’s cock pulse before emptying his hot cum inside me, coating my walls as he moans out his own orgasm.

“Fuck!” he barks out before his thrusts in me slowly.

He slumps against me before nuzzling his face into my neck. I almost tell him to get the fuck off of me, but the way his arms wrap me so tightly next to him has a safe, protected feeling practically blanketing me, so I settle for only being able to breathe out of one lung for now.