Chapter 91

I handed over the lube, and Tyler sat back on his knees, poured some of the substance on his fingers, and rubbed some over my hole before pushing his middle finger inside. He’d been the only man to fuck me, ever. I was fine with that.

He stretched me for a few minutes, until I was pushing back against him. Tyler pulled out and used the rest of the lube to slick his cock. He got into position at my hole, and looked up at me. “Ready?”

I nodded, bent my knees and he pushed in. The burn was always so good. I loved the feel of his turgid flesh as he stretched me until he was all the way in. “You feel so amazing, lover,” Tyler said, once he was fully seated. His hands were on the bed beside my head, and he leaned close to watch the emotions crossing my face.