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to me, wildflower. I can feel your cum lubing me up.” His hardened length slid against her slickened labia.
    Oh no. She froze. Was he lubricating himself, so he could have anal sex with her? She may be virginal there, but she wasn’t naïve as to how the process worked.
    “What are you afraid of, Mya?”
    Hell on fire. He read her too well. His thumb ran along the crack of her ass and she swallowed the anxiety back as he parted her cheeks. The tips of his thumbs brushed against her back entrance and he lightly massaged the puckered skin, sending warm pleasure through her body.
    “Is this what you fear?” His voice lowered an octave.
    She couldn’t respond, afraid to tell the truth because she certainly couldn’t lie or even attempt to spin an untruth right now. If she told him yes, he might push her further and actually take her back there. She wasn’t ready to for the deeper level of intimacy with him, especially if he was cutting her lose.
    “Tell me, Mya. Remember no secrets between us, wildflower. Especially, when you submit yourself to me. This right now, is just about you and me.” His thumbs circled around her rim.
    “Yes,” she breathed out in a whisper, dropping her head.
    “You have nothing to be afraid of when I touch you, beautiful. I will never push you further than I think you can handle. Do you understand me?” He moved a finger down to her sex, fingering her in quick and vigorous bursts.
    Finally, she relaxed underneath him, the tension fleeing her muscles. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the titillating flares shooting through her body—craving more, needing more on the edge of an orgasm teasing her further.
    “That’s right, baby,” he encouraged her, while moving the tip of his now wet finger back to the rim of her rear entrance. “Spread your legs for me, so I can feel that sweet pussy of mine.”
    His words sent a heated desire down to her core and she moved her feet apart, giving him easier access. The tip of his head breeched her sex and he thrust in all the way, burying his thick shaft to the hilt. Mya moaned, her hips tilted up on their own accord and she savored the fullness of him deep inside of her.
    Cole left his wet finger pressed against the rim of her back opening and he leaned over her, brushing the hair away from her face. He planted his other palm on the bed, supporting his weight off of her. “Look at me, baby.”
    Every time he called her baby, the emotion he used behind the term, slayed her a little more on the inside. She turned her head and met his blue eyes. They were so blue, a crystal clear ocean, and she got lost in the sea of Cole.
    Sweet mercy.
    He moved inside of her, slowly thrusting in and out, never removing the pressure of his touch on her rear entrance. “Stay focused on me, wildflower.”
    He pressed his finger inside the rim and panic seized her.
    “Shhh. Feel, don’t let the fear take you.”
    Easier said than done. It felt uncomfortable, unnatural and mildly painful at best.
    His gaze dropped to her lips and he kissed the corner of her mouth with affection.
    Mya angled her head further around, so she could kiss him back. His tongue slipped in between her lips and he caressed her tongue with his. The position was awkward, but once she got used to it, the tender kiss became easier turning into a burning passion.
    He groaned into her mouth, sliding his shaft in and out of her, and probing her nether region with his finger—slow provocative thrusts in and out—fueling her lust for him.
    The double penetration was a heady intoxication. Every nerve ending below was alive, stirring with a sensual arousal. His soft kisses reminded her, he would take care of her, he would make sure this was all about pleasure and a sense of devotion spread through her. Any fear or concern she held on to dissipated and she let go to—feel, to enjoy how he controlled her body, taking her to new fevered heights he drove her to. Heat flushed down her core and the soft