And I feel something cool, metallically cool, run down my spine. "I have wanted to do this to you for some time now, Ana." I try not to wriggle beneath him, but my heart is pounding, my pulse haywire, as desire and anxiety pump through me. "This is lube." He spreads some more on me. He smacks me once more, lower, so he hits my sex. Lubricating me…there! I squirm as my fear collides with my excitement of the unknown. "I told you, one step at time with this, baby." I hear the quiet spurt of some liquid, presumably from a tube, then his fingers are massaging me there again. "It’s not what you think," he murmurs reassuringly. "What are you going to do?" I ask, breathless. He withdraws them immediately, spreading the moisture up, over, and around my anus. He smacks me hard once more so I cry out, then sticks two fingers inside me. The Time with the Butt PlugĪpparently post-car chase car sex just isn't enough to satiate Ana and Christian, so they go home to their playroom and hang out with a butt plug. I rise and fall, and as we establish a rhythm, he moves his hand around beneath my skirt to the apex of my thighs, and his fingers gently tease my clitoris through the sheer finery of my panties. His teeth graze my earlobe and he tugs-it’s almost painful. My left hand curls around the hand brake, my right hand braced against the door. I push up with my feet, and he tilts himself into me-in and out. His other hand grips my hip and together we start to move. His hand spreads across my neck, pulling me back and tilting my head to one side so he can kiss my throat. His arm snakes around me up to my neck and he grasps me under my chin. "Ah!" I cry out, grinding down on him, and his breath hisses through his teeth. Putting one arm around my waist and with his other hand tugging my lacy panties sideways, he impales me in one swift move. I’m in a public lot! This is so hot! Christian shifts beneath me, and I hear the telltale sound of his zipper. I quickly scan the area in front of us and see no one, but feel a thrill coursing through me. Shit! We really are going to do this, in a public parking lot. Because nothing says "romance" like almost dying in a fiery car crash.
In case it wasn't clear from this header, Christian and Ana are involved in a high speed car chase (believable!) and have sex after the rush of excitement. Knowing that he’s lost in me…I groan loudly, panting. Listening to his harsh breathing, labored and fierce at my ear. But my body takes over, obliterating the thought, climbing and building so I am awash with sensation, meeting him thrust for thrust. Over and over, frantic, primal, desperate, and before I lose myself in the insane rhythm and pace he’s setting, I briefly wonder once more what’s driving him, worrying him. I wrap my legs and arms around him, cradling and holding him hard against me, determined to wipe out whatever’s worrying him, and he starts to move…move like he’s trying to climb inside me. He runs his teeth along my jaw, nipping and sucking, and then he’s kissing me again, hard. “I need you,” he growls, his voice low and husky.
He stills, then swivels his hips once, pushing deeper, making me groan. He holds my head and with no preamble whatsoever he thrusts himself inside me, making me cry out-more in surprise than anything else-but I can still hear the hiss of his breath forced through his clenched teeth. The description "he hisses" is inexplicably used. Christian is feeling super emotional after accidentally hurting Ana with some handcuffs, so they have sex to work through the feels.
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