"How about you start giving me this precious one?" He asked as his fingers sneakily slid over my anus, My eyes widened at that proposal.
It was true that until I met Garrett, I was a virgin, but that didn't mean that I didn't know anything about sex. Even though I didn't have any experience, I was an adult woman who lived in a world with adult people too. So when I went out to hang out with Sue and the friends that we ended up having in common—regular people who didn't have a lot of money and who knew how to have a good time—there was always sly talk about sex, and in those conversations I ended up hearing things like relation to moments of sex, positions, and the like. I knew about all that, and I wanted to try those things too, so much so that the night before, when I was in the alley of that nightclub with Garrett after having drunk a little, my desires ended up taking over, and I let Garrett have me in that indecent way in the alley of that club.
And now Garrett was flirting with wanting to have anal sex with me. I'd obviously never tried it before, but I was willing to give anything for this man, who would be my future husband. Although I was embarrassed by how intimate we were, I nodded slightly, showing him that I did want to give him what he wanted me to give. "You can, Mr. Ward. Just take it easy, please." I asked, being totally embarrassed. I covered my eyes with my hands, not having the courage to even look at his face. Garrett laughed a little.
"I know that, Lily. I'm thirty-five, and I know how to fuck you just right, so you can enjoy it with me too." He responded by kissing me on the corner of the mouth. I smiled gratefully; his age was a big advantage. So I hugged his shoulders and hid my face from the curvature of his neck, signaling for him to continue. I was inhaling his scent, which addicted me so much that I was really loving this man, and it wasn't a little.
Garrett got to work. He reached his hand to the desk drawer of the hotel room lamp and took out a small bottle containing intimate body oil inside. He poured some oil on his hand without taking me out of his arms and brought his fingers back to my anus, where he rubbed it some more. I got my eyes closed, and all the while, in anticipation, he rubbed some oil on his own virile cock that was still erect and as hard as stone. I felt his smooth and slippery cheek rubbing that wrinkled little hole of mine. Not only that, but I gasped in delight; it was just wonderful to feel this so close to me in that way.
"I will penetrate." He babbled, and I then felt a sharp pain at the point of my anus when his huge rod was penetrating all over, which made me arch my back and give a little scream. Because of fear, I got up a little in order for him to remove that peak in reflex. "Shhh, it will pass. I have all the patience in the world; let's take our time."
"It hurts, Mr. Ward…" I complained slyly, hugging him tight, and he spoke in my ear.
"I understand, but I'm here, and I'm going to help you through this. In the end, you'll see how good it will be." He spoke being so patient, his fingers still rubbing my ass entrance with him being all attentive. He started to penetrate with lubricated fingers first to widen my super tight little hole. I thought his manly member would never fit in there, but it did. And when it fit, the sensations went from hell to heaven in seconds.
"Lord… more…" I was begging for more when he was thrusting hard into my ass; his fingers kept working over my clitoral area. He rubbed his fingers there with precision as he thrust it firmly into my little hole in the back.
"So good… fuck. You're squeezing me… nice ass!" His deep voice was heavy as he panted heavily as he thrust hard. I didn't know I liked being called names during sex until Garrett Ward called me names during sex. He changed positions now being somewhat impolite when he knocked me down on the bed and got behind me, I adjusted myself hugging the plush pillows with my back to my boss. He went back to penetrating me in the ass, only this time he didn't go slowly, because there wasn't so much need since I was already all wide. Garrett continued to pound that puckered part of my body, his fingers working on my clit which had me moaning and squirming all over, he fucked my ass so good. His fingers took turns between my clitoris and the hole in my vagina where he put two at once and fucked with his own fingers without stopping to pound my ass with that hot rod.
This time I didn't even notice when I came again, I just saw it when Garrett told me to open my eyes, which I did to see that he showed me his fingers that were all sticky with my white liquid, he took his hand to the his nose and sniffed audibly like someone snorting a drugaddictive. I laughed at that calling him crazy. "Don't do that, it's dirt."
"In sex, nothing is dirt, my kitten." Then he took his own hand that was all sticky with my ejaculation and licked it with his own tongue. That gesture was disgusting and arousing at the same time for me, so I kissed his mouth proving my own taste.
"It is sweet…"
"As sweet as you, my little darling." I loved it when this man called me by affectionate nicknames. Then he went back to his work, wrapped his long arm around my waist pulling my hips up and bury himself in my little hole again and again until he came hard inside too. And then he collapsed on top of me all tired, his big body covering me all over, I managed to roll over onto my back and gave him a bear hug and that was it, with my body all punished by my man.
"You're my man, Garrett Ward." I still spoke with my eyes closed just enjoying that moment with him.
"And you are my wife, Lily Stark." Hearing that from his mouth was just everything to me, how I loved knowing that this man truly loved me and would always be here for me.
I was so excited about what the future held for us, what our lives would be like from now on. We're probably going to London to fight justice and take our son back from his paternal grandparents, Arthur would be crying so hard right now missing me. Garrett said Magdalena had taken care of him, but everyone knew my baby didn't like to be with anyone but me. Was he eating? I doubted so, I was so worried about my baby I didn't know what else to do. If Garrett would let me, I'd like to go with him to London today so they'll let me keep my baby.
The judge would have to accept my statement and release Arthur to come stay with us here in York, for his father and I to look after him with all the love of our lives. Then Garrett and I can get married and live happily ever after in each other's company. Me, my son and my man.