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“Yeah.” A small moan slipped from my lips as he flicked softly at my clit.

Wrapping an arm under my hips he lifted my feet off the ground, with the other he lifted one of my legs to hook around behind him. I brought the other up to meet it as he thrust harder and harder. Without meaning to sounds began creeping from my throat, more small moans that grew louder and louder as he moved faster and faster and my arousal built. Heat throbbed in my stomach and my inner walls pulsed with their own life.

His hand left my thigh, sliding up to my ass and over the cheek. It traced my tail-bone before continuing down into my crease. I jerked as his thumb tapped at my entrance, unused to the feeling.

“Relax,” he said with a chuckle, as his finger traced the tight ring of muscle, probing at it softly. He pressed against the opening, slowing increasing the pressure until the tip of his thumb slid in.

Such a small difference, but I was so close the added stimulation sent my flying over the top. I came, screaming his name. The feelings of delight spiralled through me, not diminishing at all. Through the haze of my orgasm I heard him cry out and jerk, and the satisfaction propelled me even higher.

When I came back down to earth I was slumped against the thick brick wall of surrounding the balcony and Jacob was pressed against my back. He pulled out of me slowly, but I couldn't make myself move yet.

I didn't have a choice though; Jacob picked me up, carrying me past the couch and through the living room, down the corridor he had appeared from when I had arrived. He stopped at one of the open doors, leading to his bedroom.

A large bed stood in the centre, taking up most of the room. He laid me on top of it before ridding himself of his shirt and trousers. When he moved towards the bed he moved as gracefully as a cat, his muscles rippling sexily as he approached.

He climbed on beside me, pulling me towards him. He lowered his head, taking my lips softly. His tongue slid forwards, drawing mine towards it in a seductive dance. A sudden thought flashed across my mind, that this was the first time he'd kissed me. I still felt a little awkward around him, but not as embarrassed as earlier. I sunk deeper into his kiss as his hands cupped my ass.

As his fingers squeezed into my flesh the flame in the pit of my stomach reignited, pushing me deeper into his embrace. Reacting to my insistence he kissed me back harder and in no time it we were fighting each other to dominate the kiss.

With his superior bulk and strength he rolled me over, his hands leaving my ass to pin my hands to the bed above me.

“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, breaking the kiss. “Aren't you a little... tender... from before?”

In truth I wassore, but now that the fire of passion was burning within me I wanted to feed the flames.

“Didn't you promise me something else?” I asked, peering up at him through my lashes.

“Did I?” he asked, looking confused.

“You said you were going to fuck me here,” I took his hand and pulled it between us to press against my pussy, “and here,” I separated my legs further, bending my knee to push my hips off the bed, and pulled his hand further back. His eyes widened with surprise.

“You want to do that?”

“Why not?” I'd heard my friends talk doing that particular act with their lovers before. They'd said it could be good, but it depended who you were doing it with. Even through my lack of experience I could tell Jacob wouldn't disappoint me.

“It'll hurt,” he said warily.

“It hurt before too, but only for a moment, and you definitely made it worth it.”

He looked like he was going to say something, but instead he leaned down and kissed me. His hand below mine started stroking my ass again; circling the ring and gently probing at it. The cool air hit me as he pulled away, leaning over to his bedside table and extracting a small blue tube.

He sat back and lifted my legs, propping them both over his left shoulder, his left arm wrapped around them holding them straight. Using his left hand he squeezed a small amount of clear liquid from the tube onto his fingers before they disappeared from my sight.

The cool liquid against my burning skin gave me a shock to begin with, but as he smoothed it over my hole, massaging it gently it warmed.

“I know it's hard, but just try to relax,” he said, looking into my eyes. His finger pressed gently against the opening.

I concentrating in pulling the tension from my muscles and he smiled as his finger breached the entrance. He slid it in and out, causing a small noise of pleasure to slip from my mouth.

“Do you like that?” he asked, a pleased look on his face. I just nodded.

He pulled his hand away and I pouted. He laughed, applying more lubricant to his hand before returning it to my ass. He inserted his finger again, pushing it back and forth, a second finger joining it soon after. He gave me time to become accustomed to it, before a third finger pressed inwards.

I gasped a little, as the stretching became painful, and he stilled. He just watched my face seriously until I nodded for him to continue.

“Are you ready for the fourth one?” he asked. I nodded.

I tried to relax, but my body seemed to know pain was coming and wanted to brace itself for it. It was a tight fit, as Jacob squeezed his final finger in, but he did it.

He rotated his wrist, sending delight shivering up my spine.

When he was sure I was ready he extracted his fingers and put his knees on either side of me. He lifted my hips and positioned the crown of his cock where his fingers had just been. As he stared into my eyes he pressed past the resistance and slid as deep as he could into my ass.

He filled me completely, and because he had spent so long preparing me I didn't experience even an ounce of the pain I'd been expecting. We stayed like that for a moment, not moving at all. A thought invaded my mind, as I luxuriated in the feeling of his cock inside me. Feeling playful I tensed my muscles.

He felt it, his own muscle jerked inside me as his eyes widened. He took it as a sign and began to move. Whereas the feeling of him inside me had been pleasant, his movements were amazing. I felt the ecstasy begin to build the moment he began to move.

My mouth formed an 'o' and my own eyes widened as the joyful feelings crawled over my skin, engulfing me completely. He started slowly, but sped up almost instantly. Soon he was panting as he thrust into me with all of his power.

The orgasm hit with the intensity of an avalanche, completely burying me in sensation. I forced my eyes open to meet his, and watched as he too cried out as he peaked.

He collapsed forwards, pinning my legs under him and all but folding me in half. I squeezed my muscles again and watched his entire body jerk.

Pulling back and rolling onto his side he pulled me towards him.

“That wasn't exactly how I imagined tonight would turn out,” he said, stroking my hair.

“How did you imagine it would turn out?”

“I figured I'd fuck you and you'd be out of my system, but now I just want you all over again,” he admitted. He looked thoughtful for a moment, before speaking again. “Why did you come to me?”

“Because you're the only person I know with enough money to be of any help.”

“Why do you need it? I never asked before.”

“Before Mom died she was in hospital for a long time, I had to pay for that somehow.”

“I'm so sorry, if only I'd given you a chance to explain...” He paused momentarily, his face confused. “You're thirty now, how could you still be a virgin?”

“Because there was always something wrong with the guys I dated.”

“What?”

“They were never you.”

“Well,” he began, “at least one good this came of it.”

“What?”

“I finally got you in the sack.” I tried to punch him playfully on his shoulder, but he caught my hands, rolling to pin me beneath him. “And that's where I intend to keep you for a very long time. This should have happened seven years ago.”

Piper Mackenzie is an erotic writer from Cardiff, Wales. When she's not writing she enjoys baking, knitting, pole dancing and researching, so that she has plenty to write about later.

To contact Piper, find out more about the books and to keep up to date with the latest news, head along to Piper's blog:
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Paying The Price

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When a romantic book club accidentally chooses an erotica title for their monthly read they get a little more than they expected. After they recover from their initial shock, they decide to try something a little out of the ordinary.

Each member is set the same homework: participate in their ultimate sexual fantasy and use it as a basis for writing their own short story.

Will they have the courage to take the leading role in their own story?

Amber's story: Fantasy, Fiction, and Orgasms

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