Surrender to Temptation Part V: Tempted to Reveal by Lauren Jameson Read Free Book Online Page A

the tight flesh was nerve-wracking—and, if I were honest with myself, incredibly arousing.
    No matter what he did first, it would hurt like hell.
    “Zach. I . . . I don’t think I can.” I didn’t want to use my safe word, didn’t want this to be over, but as I stared up at him beseechingly his face seemed as if carved in stone. As if no warmth or emotion had ever warmed his features. “Please, no.”
    “You have your out, Devon.” His words were softer than the look he gave me, and I had momentary hope, but it was quickly squashed. “Part of this relationship means that you will trust me to push your limits, but to take you no further than you can go. In return, you’ll receive more pleasure than you’ve ever dreamt of.”
    A snort escaped me—I couldn’t help it. Even as he glowered at me, I couldn’t stop the sarcastic comment from leaving my mouth.
    “Don’t you mean that
you
will receive pleasure?” I cried out when, in the blink of an eye, he had moved behind me and spread my cheeks.
    I tensed, waiting for the invasion. But even in my nervous state, I realized that not once did I truly consider using my safe word.
    “Trust me.” I felt the tip of the plug press against my tight opening, and I objected with a cry. The plug was cold and hard and just felt wrong.
    But when Zach’s free hand slid from the cheek of my ass to splay flat over my stomach, arousal twined with the wrongness of it all, and my emotions became horribly tangled and confused.
    “Push back against me.” Biting my lip and hesitating for a moment, I did as he asked. I cried out when the unyielding plastic pushed the virgin muscles open. Pain blinded me for a moment, and then it eased, the plug pushing through the tight ring of muscles and settling inside of me.
    “Oh, God.” I froze. I had no idea what to do. It felt so foreign, so strange, and not at all like the sensation of Zach’s cock inside of me.
    “Hands on the post, Devon.” I bit my lip. Well, this might not be any fun for me, but the barely suppressed excitement in Zach’s voice told me that he was aroused to the point of pain.
    Swallowing a groan, I did as he ordered.
    “Now. Push back against me again.” Taking a deep breath, my stomach rolling with nerves, I did. My eyes widened and I cried out as the plug slid farther inside of me.
    It burned. The heat spread until my entire ass was on fire. It was uncomfortable. It was painful. It awakened nerve endings that I hadn’t even known existed.
    “One more time.” I couldn’t. I swallowed a moan. I couldn’t have that thing any farther inside of me. It wouldn’t fit.
    I wasn’t going to use my safe word.
    “Now.” I pushed back again and gasped at the burn. When Zach lowered the hand that was on my belly to my clit, I jumped at the startling stimulation.
    “There is pleasure in this for you, Devon. You just have to decide if you’re going to let it in or not.” A sarcastic laugh escaped me, even as I wondered if he could possibly be right. I still felt stretched too far, uncomfortable, my flesh on fire. But his fingers circling over my clit added pleasure to the mix, and I cursed as the onslaught of sensations threatened to take me under. It seemed I would get no relief from the intensity of Zach’s sexual urges.
    It would have been so much easier to fall for someone whose taste in sex had less earth-shattering results for me.
    When Zach pinched my clit lightly, a whisper of pain merging with pleasure, the thought was wiped from my mind.
    “Stop fighting it.” Zach murmured in my ear, and I tensed as I felt movement from the plug. He was pulling it back, easing it out of my flesh, and I gulped in air as I worshipped him in blessed relief.
    “No.” I growled when he pushed it back in, still so very slowly. He didn’t respond, and I felt something cold pour through the division of my ass, followed by his fingers massaging it, swirling around the entrance filled by the plug.
    “Yes.” The plug