Flesh: Part Thirteen (The Flesh Series Book 13)

Flesh

Part Thirteen

SKY CORGAN

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CHAPTER ONE

Only the beginning.

I glance down my
body at the vibrator, knowing that I'm completely at Lucian's mercy.
If he wanted to, he could make me climax until I can't stand it
anymore. I wonder if it's even possible to get to that point.

“
Sir,”
I exhale slowly.

“
I
love it when you call me Sir,” he purrs into my ear, his finger
slipping from between my folds to climb back up my body.

I expect him to
grope my breast again, but instead his hand withdraws from me when it
gets to my hip. Silently, I mourn the loss of his touch.

Lucian's hand rounds
my face out of my peripheral vision. He holds the dial up to my mouth
and says, “Open.”

I give it a confused
look before doing what I'm told. When I part my lips, he gently slips
the dial into my mouth. Instantly I taste the salt of his fingers on
the plastic. I cringe slightly at the thought of how many germs are
on the thing, but I quickly get over it. At least he's not making me
lick his shoes. Hopefully, that never happens, because that's where
I'd have to draw the line.

“
Close,”
he tells me, and I lightly clamp my teeth around the dial.

Lucian places his
hands on my ribs and slides them down my body, feeling my curves.
Even though I know it won't do any good, I still suck in. My sides
are far from smooth, and I definitely don't feel sexy with him
touching me like this.

“
That's
better. I like being able to touch you with both hands.” His
fingertips walk back up my sides, causing me to wiggle slightly from
being ticklish. I stifle a giggle and grip the dial in my mouth even
tighter. Somehow my tongue must have nudged it because I feel the
massager come on again, though the vibrations are so low that there's
no threat of me climaxing from it.

Lucian's hands glide
up my ribcage before cupping my breasts. He pulls me back against
him, his thumbs and forefingers pinching and tugging at my perked
nipples. A soft moan rumbles from my throat, and I close my eyes,
feeling my core throb with tiny contractions that seem to be extended
by the vibration of the massager.

I tilt my head to
the side and relax against the metal bar behind me as Lucian's
fingers press into the pillowy flesh of my breasts. I can feel his
cock against my ass. Even though it's buried beneath layers of
clothing, I can tell that he's hard. I want to moan out the word Sir,
but I dare not open my mouth.

Lucian's hands move
down my body again, tracing the same path that they took to get to my
breasts. They stop on my hips and his grip tightens as he pulls them
to the side. For a moment, I feel off balance. My body is rigid as I
give resistance, confused about what he wants.

“
Lean
to the side a bit. I don't want your ass centered with the bar,”
he tells me, and I instantly comply, even though the position is a
bit uncomfortable.

A gentle slap on my
ass causes me to jump, making the metal tower I'm bound to rattle. It
also reminds me of how unstable I feel, so I curl my toes against the
cool metal platform to better ground myself. The sting of the slap is
only momentary, hardly painful at all. More like a pleasant warmth.
He spanks me once more before taking my ass in both hands and
squeezing it.

My cheeks instantly
flush, my self-consciousness coming to the forefront of my thoughts.
Hopefully, he doesn't think I have a fat ass. I do kind of have a fat
ass.

Lucian gropes my
butt similarly to how he did my breasts, his fingers kneading deeply
into the flesh. I'm embarrassed that he's spending so much time on
it. Even more embarrassed when he pulls my ass cheeks apart. It makes
my muscles flex.

“
Relax,”
he chuckles. I'm glad he thinks this is so amusing because I
certainly don't.

When I feel one of
his fingertips poke at my asshole, my muscles tighten even more.
Since I can't speak, I mumble my protest. Something along the lines
of a pathetically incoherent, “No.”

Assplay has never
been something of interest to me. Anal, even less. I've always
thought it was dirty. That's an out hole, not an in hole.

Thankfully, he pulls
his finger away. I relax a bit, glad that we're moving on to
something else. One of his hands is still on my ass, spreading my
butt cheeks apart, but I feel no threat from it.

That is until I feel
his finger return, wet this time. I have no chance to give protest
before he pushes it inside of me.

My entire body
tenses and I grunt from the intrusion, my muscles involuntarily
squeezing around the intruder. It's like a built-in defense
mechanism, one that I didn't expect.

Lucian doesn't take
the cues my body is sending. He presses his index finger in even
farther, and I'm amazed when my clit responds with a pulse of
approval.
No. No. No. Stupid body. This is definitely not
something I should be enjoying.

He leaves his finger
inside of me until my body stops resisting. Then he begins to probe.
And for as much as I don't want to admit it, it actually feels pretty
good.

Considering that
there's nothing I can do to make him stop—and yes, I'm now
using that as an excuse—I decide to soak in the sensation. The
tightness is incredible though my body continues to give protest here
and there while he slides his thick digit in and out of me.

“
You
feel so amazing back here,” Lucian whispers, and I can hear the
sheer lust in his voice—feel it radiating off of him. “So
tight. I'm probably going to come the second I stick my dick inside
of you.”

Stick
your..What?!

My body tenses
again, and I shake my head vigorously while mumbling around the dial,
doing everything in my power to show him that I mean no. Having his
finger inside of me is bad enough. The thought of him shoving his
huge dick up in there just sounds painful.

“
You
don't like that idea?” Amusement returns to his voice.

“
Uh
uh.” I continue to shake my head.

“
Oh,
come on. It will feel really good. I promise.” He leans forward
and licks up the side of my neck, his finger curling inside of me and
causing a new sensation of pleasure that makes my eyes roll into the
back of my head.

I groan, deciding to
trust him, even though I don't want to. I have a pretty good feeling
that he wouldn't stop even if I spit the dial out and begged him to.

“
It
will hurt a little, but don't worry. As I said, I doubt I'll last
long, and I promise I'll make you come too. You won't even notice the
pain.” His tone is so creamy and sensual that it actually makes
me want to experience it.

I grunt in
surrender, and he withdraws from me and slowly pulls his finger out.
My anal muscles squeeze back into place, my butt now feeling totally
weird. I sigh around the dial, a trickle of drool slipping from the
corner of my mouth. My jaw is starting to hurt. Keeping the dial in
my mouth is a real chore. I'm ready for him to take it out.

The sound of a
zipper being pulled down has my body going rigid. It doesn't take a
genius to figure out what he's doing. Lucian is pulling out his
weapon of mass destruction, and he's about to lay waste to my
asshole. My muscles begin lining up their defense, squeezing as
tightly together as they can to prevent the intrusion.

“
Relax.”
Lucian gives my ass a gentle slap.

I groan and pitch a
mini fit, wiggling on the stand the best that I can with my movements
restricted.

“
Amy,
it won't be that bad. I promise.”

So many promises. I
wonder if he'll be able to deliver on any of them. Part of me highly
doubts it.

“
Now
relax for me.” His hands return to my ass, his fingers slipping
between my crack to pry my butt cheeks apart again.

I know that
resistance is futile, so I feel like there's no choice but to give
in. It will only make things worse if I keep tensing. I've read
enough sex scenes to know that rule.

“
Good
girl.” Lucian pets down my side before going back to spreading
my ass.

His other hand
leaves me, and then I feel his glans nudging against my asshole.
Instantly, my body goes rigid though I think it's only from the shock
of his touch, which is dumb because I knew it was coming.

“
Relax,”
he tells me again, his voice soothing.

It's difficult to
relax when I think about the size of his dick in relation to the size
of my asshole. In my mind, it looks like someone trying to fit a
football through a diamond ring. Not gonna work.

“
I'm
going to put it in now. Do your best not to tense up. If you do, it
will hurt us both.”

To be honest, I
never even factored in hurting him.

Lucian grips my hips
with both hands, and I feel him pushing forward. The pressure is
incredible, and despite his words, I feel myself involuntarily
tensing up. There's an intense burning pain from being stretched so
wide. Different from when I lost my virginity.

“
Fuck,
you're tight.” Lucian lets out a heavy breath. “I'm just
going to go for it.”

I brace myself as he
bucks forward and pain ignites my entire body. A high-pitched whimper
leaves my throat, definitely audible despite my mouth being occupied.
Holy hell, anal is painful.

“
Oh
shit.” Lucian rests his head on my shoulder, sounding oddly
spent. “I'm definitely not going to last.”

A trembling hand
comes into my view, and Lucian gently pulls the dial out of my mouth.
I suck in air, though it leaves my throat in haste as he turns the
dial all the way up. Before I even have a chance to moan, he shoves
the dial back into my mouth. I'd scowl around it if I didn't feel
another orgasm building, my ass now throbbing from the strange
intrusion, warmth pooling in my backside and making its way to my
core.

Lucian latches onto
my hips and begins thrusting. I cry out from a mix of pain and
pleasure. Every time he pushes into me, it presses my clit against
the vibrator.

There's nothing
gentle about the way that Lucian is taking me. His fingers dig into
my skin. His breathing is already labored and I know he's on the
edge.

The heat in my ass
floods into my nether region. I pant around the dial, my toes curling
as the vibrations and sensations of everything quickly becomes too
much to bear.

Lucian pushes deep
into me and lets out a stifled moan. I can feel his cock twitching
and spurting inside of me. It's just too much. I groan around the
dial and fall apart, my body joining his in release.

CHAPTER TWO

If I've ever had
less energy, I can't remember a time. My knees are weak and my body
is trembling ever so slightly from the effort of standing upright.