Free Sweet Seduction Surrender by Nicola Claire

pressed into my rear.
    "Do you have any lubrication?" he asked, slowly working his way inside, just a little, just his thumbnail, just enough to make my heart rate sky rocket and my mind stutter to a complete and utter halt.
    I liked a little variety in my love making, but I had never taken the plunge where my butt was concerned.
    "Ah," I managed to squeak out, my body tensing slightly at the knowledge that Jason very much wanted to go there .
    Maybe I could do it. I'm not sure. It was unexpected and I'd never considered doing anything like that with any other man. On the flip side, I did find myself a little panicked at the unfamiliar sensation of longing this new arousal brought out in me. It was new and a little overwhelming. No man had ever created that reaction in me before. I was intrigued though, and excited, as well as being entirely turned on by his desire to do something a little naughty, a little forbidden.
    He'd said he wanted me to surprise him. He had no idea what I was capable of desiring. No idea what I fantasied about when alone. If he knew the things I imagined, the things I pictured doing with him, to him , I was sure he'd be utterly astonished.
    No man had ever seen the real Katie Anscombe either.
    "Kate," he almost chastised, his voice firm and commanding, but still layered with a hint of understanding, of compassion. He must have thought my hesitation was due to fear, not a calculated thought pattern leading to lust-filled fantasies becoming reality. "Have you ever tried it?"
    I shook my head no, feeling a blush roll up my skin; a blazing sensation of heat over my cheeks. I may have had sweat soaked images of him and me doing all sorts of passionate things inside my head for the past few months, but the realisation that they were only fantasies, not based on reality or experience, was a little unnerving.
    "Do you want to?" he asked, not stopping his movements with his fingers in the front of my body, but slowing down his pursuit between my butt cheeks.
    I felt like a weight was somehow hidden in that question. I was pleased he asked, although embarrassed that he had to. But there was something in his tone. A challenge. Could I live life? Would I?
    I can dream, but can I do?
    "I'm not sure," I finally admitted, still unable to take a full breath, despite the way I was reacting to his touch. Both at the front and behind. My ridiculous safe-road-only mind was saying no, but I my body was having other ideas. I rocked back against him, seeking his thrusting fingers, and equally searching for more pressure behind.
    A low chuckle worked its way up his chest.
    "Kate," he breathed. "There'll be time to introduce you to that. And I will introduce you to it. I will taste all of you. Every... single... part of you." His fingers thrust in time to each word, his thumb pressing harder on each syllable, but not quite breaching fully just yet.
    If my heart had tripped before, it just quit beating now. Because it was obvious, from his words, from his tone, from everything this man was showing me right now, that this was not a one time event. I felt strangely numb from that realisation. Not unfeeling, no, there was just too much I was feeling for my body to comprehend.
    Jason Cain had started something today that he had every intention of continuing. His statement did not mean he'd introduce me to new experiences this afternoon, or this evening. It was clear he was referring to days, maybe weeks, ahead. My body did a full shiver. He growled. Removed his thumb and fingers, grasped my hips on either side to pull my butt back further and shifted his erection to my wet folds, sliding inside in one deep, possessive plunge.
    The movement was so smooth, so calculated, yet also so completely at the edge of his control, that for a moment I thought he was doing what he had set out to do. But the moment I felt the stretch where his fingers had been fondling before, my body completely relaxed and opened up for him, taking every long,