harder.’ She whimpered and he did as she asked.
‘I want to try something different,’ he said, ‘Will you let me?’
You’re the boss!
‘Yes, of course yes,’ she muttered.
He slipped off the bed for a moment and took a bottle of lubricant from a draw that was just opposite the bed. He lathered a large amount on his cock and hopped back onto the bed and positioned his cock.
‘Have you ever taken anyone in the arse?’ he asked.
‘No I haven’t.’
‘Will you let me?’
‘Yes, yes…yes.!’ She’d heard so many things about anal sex she wanted to try it.
‘Good, I love the sound of that.’
He slowly began to dip his wand into her back passage. She was tight and the sides wrapped around his dick like a glove.
‘You’re so tight I could come.’ He pressed down on the middle of her back as he pushed into her a lot more. ‘Oh yes!’ He was in as deep as he could get.
Celine found the sensation oddly arousing. Even though it was in her butt the surroundings of her pussy were on fire. Rhyland rode her slowly, placing his one hand in front of her to satisfy her clit. She felt aroused, and began to call out for more.
‘Say that again!’ he said.
‘More, I want you more!’ And she did, she wanted him to do it as hard as he could. She wanted it to hurt; she wanted it to tear her apart.
Obediently he moved faster and played with her bean just as fast.
‘You are so damn tight!’ he pushed. ‘Oh shit!’ he pushed harder and harder.
‘Yes, oh yyeeeeyssss!’ she cried out as he took her to the point of never returning.
They came, it was fast it was hard and it was over. He pulled out and fell onto the bed on his back. She fell onto her stomach and just lay there with her head in the pillow. He reached out and rubbed down her back, Goosebumps rose and patterned her body.
‘You were perfect today in every way, a real woman,’ he told her. ‘But now I’m going to have to get you home. Busy day tomorrow.’
H er heart broke again, it hurt again! How many times could her heart take this before it killed her?
‘I’ll go get ready.’ She shifted off the bed, headed for the bathroom and slammed the door behind her.
They rode in the car in silence, Rhyland from exhaustion and Celine from the pain of leaving him again. He’d wired twenty thousand pounds to her account for the day. When he’d told her she didn’t even acknowledge it, it no longer felt important.
He parked outside the flat and reached over to kiss her on the cheek.
‘I’ll call you,’ he said.
‘Sure.’ She stepped out.
‘Hey, what’s the matter?’ he asked before she shut the door.
She leaned down and gave him a smile. ‘Nothings the matter, absolutely nothing. Thanks for everything.’ She shut the door and headed home.
Chapter Three
Three weeks and nothing; not a phone call, not a knock at the door. Celine’s work had begun to lag behind and she decided to focus more on her work than on Rhyland but it was proving difficult. One evening after a long day at university, there was a knock at the door.
‘Expecting anyone?’
‘Nope you?’ Celine asked.
‘Nope.’
‘You get it or do you want me too?’ They were sat in the living room having their dinner.
‘You, it’s probably that Rhyland guy of yours.’
Her heart thudded, she’d only just coped for three weeks without him, if he showed up it would ruin her recovery and send her back on the downward spiral of self pity.
‘Fine I’ll get it.’ She put her food to the side and went to answer the door.
‘Delivery for a Miss Clarke.’
‘That’s me.’ she looked at the parcel.
‘Please sign here.’
She took the screen and signed on the dotted line.
‘Thank you.’ She shut the door behind her and headed back to the living room with the parcel.
‘Who was it?’ Ava asked without turning.
‘It was a delivery for me.’
‘Ooooh, what is it?’
‘I have no idea.’ She began to rip open the parcel.
She took apart the bits