"Jesus Beth, that'll never fit!"
Staring at the object in her hand, Gen was all of a sudden terrified at the prospect of even remotely attempting to fit it inside of her. Inside the clear packaging was what could only be described as a monster made of black silicone.
"Well I mean, you'd be surprised what you can fit up there after a few orgasms. You look absolutely terrified. Come here, this is more up your alley." Beth winked, amused by her own double entendre.
Following Beth to a much less daunting corner of the erotic store, Gen breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the much smaller items. Beth pulled two boxes off the shelf, holding them both up to Gen.
"This one…" Beth started, holding up the box with the plain purple toy inside, "is practical and simple. Silicone, no ridges. Definitely a starter toy before you work up to bigger things if you're cautious."
Gen was clueless on the subject of anal sex, so she was more than grateful for Beth's seemingly deep knowledge on the matter. Lowering the box, she held up the other one with a wide grin on her face.
"But this one is glass." Gen's eyes bulged a little, gulping as she imagined all the things that could possibly go wrong with that. "Will you chill? Its perfectly smooth and solid, and it has the cutest detailing on the handle."
Gen couldn't deny it was a very pretty toy. In actual fact, it looked more like a household ornament than a butt plug. A heart-shaped, baby pink gem sat embedded at the base. Three inches long and four wide at its roundest point, and weighty. Gen couldn't deny that she was much more enamoured with it than she was the first option.
"Also, amazing for sensitive skin, completely immersible in water if you need it to be, and you can use any lubricant you want, it won't erode. Get both, see how you feel." With that, Beth tossed both boxes into the basket.
"How'd you get to know so much about anal sex, Beth Greene? Daryl's a bad influence." Gen winked, her friend in her absolute element.
"Hey, what can I say? He's certainly not shy when it comes to broadening the mind. Going back to lube, you're gonna need some." Grabbing Gen by the hand, Beth pulled her over to the vast range of lubricants on offer.
"Can I give you a tip? Avoid the flavoured ones. They really do taste like ass. Excuse the pun. A simple water-based lube should be fine. You don't want oil-based, it'll stain everything." Grabbing a sleek black bottle from the shelf, Beth handed it to Gen.
"Someone's got the knowledge. You should totally apply for a job here." Gen teased, rolling the bottle around in her palm before tossing it into the basket with the other items.
"I take it this is a surprise?" Beth asked, aimlessly browsing through the rest of the aisle as they made their way to the cashier. Gen nodded, her eyes fixed on the more weird and wonderful items on sale. "He's going to lose his damn mind, honey."
"I wanna get to the hotel before him so I can prepare. Fuck, I've no idea how long that's gonna take. Thank you, by the way, for letting me borrow your car. I owe you."
"Are you kidding? After all the times you let me have free reign of your apartment. It's the least I can do. Also, anything to avoid getting socked in the face again."
Since that awful afternoon, Gen and Negan had struggled to rein in their impulsive urges, but the situation called for care and patience. The night he came to her door, she knew that she couldn't stay away from him any longer. Instead of thinking about what could happen in the future and the potential hurt he could cause her, she focused her mind on the here and now.
They had arranged to meet at a hotel half way between the two of them, and Gen had booked the room to avoid any trace of evidence behind Negan. Six months ago, she would have felt shame committing to such a deceptive act, but now all she could think of was having him to herself all night long. Nine times out of ten, their encounters lasted a couple of hours. But Gen had plans for Negan. And she was absolutely certain that he was going to love it.
Never before had she been with someone who made her feel so safe and comfortable to express her sexuality, her deepest desires, and that's exactly what she intended to do. She gathered everything she needed, arranging it neatly in her overnight bag. They weren't meeting until 9pm, but she wanted to be there a few hours early so that she could relax in the tub and primp and preen herself to within an inch of her life before getting ready for Negan's surprise.
She couldn't wait to see his reaction. Just the thought of what he might do to her once he saw her made her tummy flutter, not to mention the excitement she could already feel growing between her thighs. Gen couldn't get used to how responsive her body was to him, even just the thought of him let alone the way he touched her.
The drive to the hotel was short. It was nothing fancy, but it was in a quiet part of town and the rooms were reasonably priced. Pulling into the parking lot, Gen shut off the engine and hopped out of Beth's Jeep. Grabbing her overnight bag from the backseat, she locked the car and made her way to the hotel reception.
Checking in with no problems, she made her way to the room. Checking the key card against the numbers on the hotel room doors as she walked down the lowly lit corridor, she halted outside room 47. Sliding the card into the slot and seeing the light flash from red to green, she opened the door and let herself inside.
The room was tidy, the sheets were clean, and it was perfectly reasonable for the price. A double bed sat against the wall in the centre of the room, a plain maroon coloured duvet and pillows laid out on top of it. The en-suite bathroom boasted a large bathtub with a shower above it fixed from the ceiling.
Yes, it would most certainly do for what she had planned.
Two hours later, Gen stood in front of the full-length mirror in the corner of the hotel room. In truth, she hardly recognised herself. Her poker straight ponytail fell down her spine, resting just above the curve of her lower back.
Lowering her gaze to her feet, she took in the sight of her legs, wrapped in sheer thigh-high stockings. Running her fingertips up her thigh, she grazed the suspender belt that sat around her waist. Turning her lower body slightly, she eyed the sheer black panties that encased her rounded cheeks, taking her lower lip between her teeth as she imagined Negan's hands ripping them away from her body.
The black, figure-hugging longline corset accentuated her figure, the curve of her waist now more prominent than she had ever seen. The sweetheart neckline showed off the swell of her plump breasts perfectly, her rosy-pink nipples barely contained.
The most daring part of her outfit by far was the simple black leather collar wrapped around her slender throat, a solitary silver ring dangling just above the base of her neck. She had seen plenty of Negan's dominant side, and she adored it, but she wanted more. She wanted him to own her.
Glancing over at the bed, Gen smirked to herself as she eyed the chain-link leash that lay haphazardly across the sheets. Sat next to it was the glass butt-plug that she'd purchased earlier that day. Her heartbeat quickened at the thought of attempting to insert it herself, but she was adamant that she could do it. She wanted to shock Negan, and she was sure that she would.
Ever since that night by lake when he'd made those dirty promises, she'd thought of him filling her most intimate of places. And she was sure as hell that he would do anything but refuse her when presented with the opportunity.
Walking over to the bed, Gen picked up the toy gingerly, rolling it around in her palm as she took in the weight of it. Snatching up the lube with her free hand, she held the two in front of her face, exhaling deeply before laying back on the bed. Spreading her thighs, she coated her fingers in the clear lubricant, pulling her panties to one side and smothering her puckered hole. She shivered at the contact, a thrill running through her as she lowered the toy between her legs.
Pressing the cold glass between her cheeks, she felt her muscles automatically tighten at the sensation. Taking another deep breath, she applied pressure, feeling the tip slide in slightly. The tingle she felt threw her off a little, taking a moment to gather her composure.
The slight sting that occurred as she reached the widest curve of the glass ornament soon eased off as she felt her back entrance suck the remaining length in, as if instinctively. Breathing out deeply, she lay there for a moment, the foreign feeling of total fullness washing over her. She couldn't deny that there was a tinge of pleasure running through her veins. She felt naughty – her pussy dampening at the thought of Negan's cock taking its place.
Pulling her panties back into place, Gen sat up, the slight discomfort not bothering her as much as she thought it might of as she stood. She teetered over to the mirror, turning around, and looking over her shoulder – the slight shimmer of the heart-shaped gem embedded in the base of the toy showing through her sheer panties as she bent over to get a better view.
Her phone buzzing on the nightstand pulled her out of her fixation. Picking it up to check the message, Gen couldn't help the somersaults in her belly.
'Be there in five princess. Room number? N x'
Chewing her lip nervously, she replied. Setting her phone back down, she ran to the bathroom, as well as she could with her asshole stuffed, and checked her hair and make up for the final time.
Making her way back out to the bedroom, Gen knelt down on the carpet, her feet tucked underneath her and thighs together. Placing her palms flat on the upper side of her thighs, she waited. Her heart was battering against her ribcage as she hoped to god that she hadn't misread his sexual preferences.
She kneeled there for what felt like an hour before she heard footsteps approaching the hotel room door. She knew they belonged to him. The heavy beat of his boots against the carpeted hallway, it was unmistakable.
Knock, knock.
Blowing out a final heavy breath, Gen composed herself. "It's open."
Gen lowered her head, unable to see his reaction as he walked through the door. Not for fear of him being disappointed, because let's face it, he wouldn't be – but to set the scene. She wanted him to know, without her even having to tell him, that she was submitting herself to him completely, her body language practically screaming the fact out to him.
She could see his boots, his feet parted slightly while he stood there in the doorway. He didn't move a muscle, not that she could tell anyway. What she couldn't see was his eyes – his pupils blown wide instantly with lust.
She could hear his breath hitch in his throat as he took in the sight of her knelt before him, his do to whatever he pleased. She couldn't see the tip of his tongue caught between his teeth, the way his head tilted to the side while he looked over her with pride.
"Well, fuck. Look at me princess…" Gen raised her head slightly, her eyes locking with his instantly, but she said nothing. "Well aren't you a pretty fuckin' picture."
Parting her lips slightly, she kept her eyes on him – enjoying the sight of his filthy grin as it spread across his face. He walked forward, his feet inches away from her knees, and his crotch level with her eyeline. She absentmindedly licked her bottom lip at the sight of strained denim as the outline of his cock became more and more prominent. She had definitely hit the nail right on the head with this surprise.
Crouching down in front of her, Negan lifted his hand to her face, grazing his knuckles against the apple of her cheek. Looking up at him through her thick, mascara coated lashes, Gen waited for him to make his move.
"Well this is a surprise, baby. Look at my girl…" Hooking his index finger through the silver loop dangling from her collar and tugging slightly, he pulled her gaze upwards, leaning over her and placing a soft kiss on her lips before pulling away. "You do all this to impress me princess? Shit…"
"Yes Sir." She whispered confidently, mischief glinting in her eyes as she watched his mouth, his tongue dragging against his molars while his eyes widened at her words.
Patting her cheek affectionately, Negan stood up, spying the chain-link leash laying across the bed as he walked towards it. Picking it up by the leather strap, Negan held it up, the metal glistening in the dim glow of the bedside lamp. The look on his face said it all, not that she could see it. Gen sat still, face forward, waiting to see where he'd go with this—thinking of all the places she wanted him to go with it. Her heartbeat was no less erratic, she could hear her blood pumping in her ears.
"Crawl to me princess."
Nibbling on her bottom lip to stop herself from smiling, she did exactly as he asked. Her eyes never left his as she crawled slowly towards him on her hands and knees, her ass high in the air, the carpet burning against her skin as she did so.
Perching himself on the end of the bed with the leash dangling between his fingers, Negan looked down at her, a filthy shit-eating grin plastered across his face as she halted in front of his feet. Gazing up at him expectantly, Gen sat back up on her knees, palms once again flat against the flesh of her thighs.
Just for a moment, his resolve slipped, his eyes full of care as he traced a long finger across her collarbone.
"I think I know what you're asking for princess. You sure you want this?" Negan asked, eyebrows raised slightly. If she gave him the permission he sought, he would give her exactly what she was asking for. His adam's apple bobbed in his throat slightly as her eyelashes fluttered, her tongue running the length of her bottom lip before she answered him.
"Yes, Sir." Sitting up higher on her knees, she arched her back, her breasts brimming over the neckline of her corset, silently begging him to make her his. "Take me. Do whatever you want. I know you'll make it good for me."
The admiration for her in his eyes was evident as he brought the clasp up to the silver hoop on her collar, clipping it in place. Leaning forward, the tip of his nose touching hers, he placed a soft kiss against her pouty lips, his breath giving her goose bumps. The sexual tension in the room was palpable and she could feel it throbbing in the air between the two of them.
He stood before her, her face level with his crotch.
"Pull my cock out." Her hands moved from her thighs instantly, desperate to please him and equally desperate to get her hands on him for her own selfish pleasure. "With your mouth. Hands on your ankles."
Negan's voice was firm, cold almost, yet she couldn't help the overflowing surge of arousal that surged through her in that moment. Reaching both arms back, Gen gripped her ankles just as he had ordered her to. She watched him as he undid his belt buckle, thankful for the action as she had no clue how she'd have unfastened that with her teeth.
"I said pull my fuckin' cock out princess, don't make me ask again."
Arching her body towards him, she played up to it completely. Her tongue flat against her chin, she licked a long languid stripe along the outline of his erection, her teeth catching the zipper of his jeans. Gen shook her head from side to side slightly, pulling the zipper down as she went.
Kneeling up a little more for better access, she nipped his hard cock with her teeth through the material of his underwear, earning her a throaty moan from his mouth. Catching the waistband of his boxer shorts with her mouth, she tugged them down in one, his ever-growing cock springing out against her cheek.
"Good girl." He praised, looking straight down at her through hooded eyes. "Now open that pretty mouth wide and let me fuck it."
Wrapping the chain links around his fist, he had her in position, unable to back away as palmed his cock with his free hand, resting the tip of it on her plump bottom lip. Opening her mouth as wide as she possibly could, she waited. The only sound in the air was that of her laboured breathing as she anticipated him.
Yanking on the leash slightly, Negan sank himself into her mouth with one brutal thrust, his cock hitting the back of her throat instantly. Gen's eyes bulged, tears instantly pooling in the corners of her eyes as she tried to accommodate him fully.
"Take it down your throat princess, you know how I like it."
Taking a moment to compose herself, Gen relaxed her throat as he pushed further and further down, her nose buried against his neatly trimmed pubic hair as he bottomed out in her mouth.
"Jesus fuck, that's it baby. Don't you dare fuckin' move. Not a single muscle."
Her mascara traced black marks down her cheeks as she wept, her throat visibly bulging as he held her there, the chain still wrapped tight around his fist. She tried to breathe through her nostrils, but it was impossible with her nose pressed up against him like it was. Gagging around him, spittle began fell from the corners of her mouth down onto her thighs, but she didn't move. Instead, she gripped her ankles, her fingernails biting into her skin as her eyes pleaded with him.
Still he held her there, his knuckles whitening beneath the chain while her throat contracted around him beautifully. Looking down at her with a wink, he yanked her head back – his cock springing free from her mouth as she gasped for oxygen.
Desperate to sate him, she attempted to capture him between her lips once again.
"Ah, ah." Negan scolded, wagging his index finger down at her with that trademark smirk on his face once again. "Tell me how much you want it first. Beg me for it."
"Please. Please let me suck your cock." Gen cooed looking up at him with doe eyes, her chin sodden with saliva and her lips swollen. "Fuck my face. Sir."
"Well, I just can't fuckin' say no to those big baby blues."
With his last syllable, he thrust himself back into her hot, wet mouth. His pace was far from tender, brutal almost. In and out, each time sliding down her throat causing her throat to bulge. The sight of him made his cock throb, her mouth humming around him between the ragged breaths she desperately tried to steal with what little reprieve he gave her.
"Now get on that fuckin' bed. Face down, ass up princess."
Gen couldn't help the tiny smirk that twitched at the corner of her lips. He simply had no idea what was waiting for him back there, and the thought of not being able to see his face as he discovered it was a little disappointing.
"Somethin' funny princess? Do I need to put you over my fuckin' knee and slap some goddamn respect into you?"
Gen shuddered at the thought of it, heat pooling between her thighs. With the game they were playing, he wouldn't give her what she wanted so easily. With a look of mock-fear on her face, she locked eyes with him and shook her head lightly.
"That's too fuckin' bad."
No sooner was she on her feet was she perched across his lap on the end of the bed, her stomach pressing down on his full, pulsing length as he ran a gentle touch up the back of her thigh with his palm.
Tugging her panties down to sit across the tops of her thighs, his palm connected with her plump flesh, causing it to ripple beneath his touch.
"Shit." Gen mumbled, desperately trying to find some kind of relief as she wormed her legs together, anything to cause some kind of friction. Another stinging slap fell onto her other cheek, causing her to throw her head back slightly. The mix of pain and pleasure were parallel. She could feel the toy in her ass weighing down on her through her velvet walls.
Grabbing both cheeks in his hands roughly, Negan pulled them apart to get a better look, and then he stilled – his breath warming her intimate areas as he exhaled deeply, a low whistle ringing out in the air.
"Well fuck, would you look at that…" One hand stroked the baby pink gem sitting perfectly in between her cheeks while the other brought yet another stinging slap down on her flesh.
"Fuck!" Gen cried, unable to stand the tension building inside her belly. He was driving her crazy and he knew it – it was exactly what he'd intended to do, exactly what she'd asked him to do.
"Did you stuff that pretty asshole just for me baby?" The sensation she felt when he tugged gently on the base of the glass plug was nothing short of delicious. Coupled with the fact that her pussy was soaked, aching to be filled up, it was sheer bliss. Another slap. "Answer me."
"Yes! Yes Sir!"
"Good fuckin' girl." Negan's breath was hot on her neck as he leant down to tease her, his lips ever so slightly grazing her cheek. "You want me to fuck that ass? Stretch it out?"
Gen pushed the fear away, swallowing down her anxiety as she composed herself to answer him. She knew full well that he wouldn't make her do anything she didn't want to do, and that despite the game they were playing with each other, he would stop the second she asked him to.
"Yes Sir."
She felt him smirk against her cheek. With one fluid movement, she was back on her hands and knees once again, mattress dipping beneath her. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw him stripping himself of the rest of his clothes. She would never tire of the sight of him naked. It was simply magnificent.
"Spread that ass for me princess."
Gen didn't hesitate for a moment, both arms reaching back and grabbing at her stinging buttocks, her face pressing into the mattress as her weight fell forward. The cool metal of the leash rested against her spine as Negan's fingers scissored around the glass that had her stretched for him, his touch making her holes flutter with anticipation.
"Fuck, you are drenched." The lusty groan that fell from his mouth coupled with the tip of his thick cock pressing against her pussy had her trembling. Her arms were aching from holding her ass open for him, but the pleasure she got from obeying him far outweighed any discomfort. "I think I'll take a dip in that perfect pussy first, what do you think princess?"
"Please. Please fuck me."
The sound of her begging was music to his ears as he leant back a little to get a perfect view of her spread wide open for him.
"Seeing as though you asked so fuckin' nicely…"
Inch by inch he slid into her, slower than she expected, but the feeling of complete fullness overwhelmed her. The feel of her pussy stretching to accommodate his big, throbbing cock along with the pressure it created as it vibrated through her velvet walls was enough to have her coating him in her own arousal instantly.
"Tell me how it feels princess." The last syllable of his sentence was accompanied by a sharp tug of the leash, causing her head to snap back.
"Full. So full."
Her fingers gripped the flesh of her ass, her nails biting into her already raw skin as her mouth fell open, panting into the cotton bedspread below her.
With one hand on her hip, Negan's thrusts quickened, his thighs smacking against the backs of hers while he pounded into her mercilessly.
"Jesus fuck, you're tighter than ever babygirl."
She could feel him tugging at the toy in her ass, pulling it out slightly before sinking it straight back into her. Each time the sensation became more enjoyable, the feel of both of her holes stuffed full at the same time causing her eyes to roll back slightly. Gen felt her knees weakening, the coil in her stomach would tighter than a bedspring as he fucked into her.
"Do you wanna cum princess?" Negan crooned softly, his grip on the leash tightening as he pulled her up a little more, his mouth hot against her ear.
"Oh god, yes. I don't think I can hold…"
The feeling of him leaving her body left her on the brink of sobbing, his touch completely gone as she remained there on her knees, her forehead resting on the bed as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Nope. I don't fuckin' think so."
Gen could feel his cock twitching against the inside of her thigh teasingly, instinctively trying to wriggle back against him to take him inside of her again.
Slap. That one stung. A lot.
"Don't be such a greedy little slut. You get to cum when I say so, and not a fuckin' second before."
Gens eyes widened at his derogatory statement, but the throbbing lust between her legs was evidence of her enjoyment. Only he could treat her this way. Only he could pull it off and still make her feel like a fucking goddess.
"I'm gonna take this pretty little toy out now – you still want my big dick in your ass baby?"
Gen knew he was giving her an out, but she'd be damned if she'd even consider taking it. Arching her back further, her ass as high in the air as she could get it whilst still on her knees, Gen nodded enthusiastically.
"Please." The word fell from her lips like a prayer, her voice husky from the dryness of her throat.
Wrapping one arm beneath her, Negan flipped her onto her back, pushing her thighs apart roughly with one hand and yanking on the leash once again with the other. Gen's back arched up off the bed, her pert breasts jiggling as she trembled before him.
"Hold these fuckin' legs open. Do not let go."
Scrambling to do as he said, Gen hooked her arms up around the underside of her thighs, holding them as tight as she could. Negan's hand grasped the hair on the back of her head, shoving a pillow beneath her so she could see everything.
"Open that mouth for me." It wasn't a request, and she wasn't about to deny him a single thing. Opening her mouth wide, he placed the leather strap between her teeth, the feel of the chain grazing her nipple making her squirm. "Bite. Not a fuckin' chance in hell you're missing this princess."
The sensation that followed was nothing short of euphoric, two fingers driven into the depths of her sopping pussy while the other gently removed the toy from her ass, the tight ring of muscle shrinking back to size as it popped out of her.
"Fuck…" Gen whimpered, tears of pleasure pricking at the corners of her eyes when he drove it straight back inside of her again, once again stretching her out around the smooth glass. Negan repeated the motion over and over until she thought she might explode.
"That's my dirty girl. You like that? Yeah you do – look at that little pussy squeezing my fuckin' fingers."
"Please can I cum? I can feel it…"
"No baby. Now be a good girl and tell daddy where the lube is." Removing the strap from between her teeth and withdrawing his fingers, Negan gazed down at her with a dirty grin on his face and winked, and it made her want to worship him.
Gen could have whined like a bratty child, but she knew it wouldn't make a difference. Negan had a plan, an awfully specific plan, and she was only too happy to play along – but fuck, did she want to cum.
"Its…on t-the floor, d-down there." She cocked her head to left slightly, directing him to it as she anticipated what he'd do next. As he placed the leather strap back between her teeth, Negan leant over her, purposefully pressing his cock up against her asshole as he did so, grabbing the bottle from next to the bed.
Sitting back on his knees, Negan squirted a generous amount onto the palm of his hand, enjoying every second of the doe-eyed look she was giving him as she ever so obediently held her thighs apart for him, her ass raised off the bed slightly thanks to her flexibility.
Gen watched him as he coated his cock in the clear liquid, the way he pumped himself making her moan, needy for his touch. The tip of him nudged her asshole softly as he held the backs of her thighs – and he stilled.
"You sure about this princess? I can sto…"
Before he had a chance to finish, Gen shook her head, her mouth stuffed with leather, unable to respond verbally without disobeying him. Instead she gazed up at him, the look in her eyes telling him that she was right where she wanted to be, doing exactly what she wanted to be doing.
Bringing a solitary finger to her swollen clit, Negan traced tiny circles across it, her muscles instantly relaxing as she felt the very tip of him pressing into her. She flinched a little as he started to stretch her, the tight ring of muscle puckering and pushing him back out again.
"Easy baby, just breathe for me."
Negan's voice was soothing, comforting – it made her feel safe and secure. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she held the breath for a moment, releasing it deeply and nodding to let him know she was ready for him. He tipped her a reassuring nod in return, pushing the tip of him back into her tight hole while he worked her clit.
Feeling the pop as he broke through the barrier, Gen winced, breathing in and out once again to compose herself. Negan's fingers found their way inside her pussy, curling up against the spongy flesh inside her causing her legs to begin to tremble once again. She was all too focused on the feel of him hitting her g-spot to notice him sliding his cock inside her ass inch by inch, stopping as he felt her clench around him.
"Fuck, that's tight. Jesus baby."
Gen felt her skin prickle, heat spreading through her insides as she adjusted to his girth, his fingers working her pussy expertly, bringing her to the brink of release once again.
"Negan, please. Please god, let me cum." She was sobbing with frustration, her cheeks flushed red and her chest heaving.
"You've more than earned it princess, cum for me."
His approval was all she needed, his fingers pressing roughly against her sweet spot tipping her over the edge completely, coating him in her slick release. The feeling of euphoria that ran through her in that moment was enough to make her eyes glaze over as he bottomed out inside of her. Her asshole constricted around him, sucking him into her as far as he could go.
"Atta girl, fuck, takin' it like a champ."
Every nerve ending in her body was alight, the tingling feeling running from the top of her head to the tips of her toes as they curled in delight at the sensation of his cock slowly pulling out of her most sensitive place, and then straight back in with ease. The aftershocks of her orgasm remained ever-present, aiding her in accommodating him inside of her.
"Negan…" She whispered, almost inaudibly, as she looked down between the two of them. The sight of his thick, beautiful cock filling her up over and over again created a pleasure inside of her that she didn't know existed until that very moment. "Fuck, fuck, fu…"
"Tell me how it feels baby, how does that fuckin' cock feel in that tight little asshole? Fuck, it's swallowing me whole."
Just the sound of his filthy words had her pussy fluttering once again, her clit crying out for more attention, for another release, for anything at all.
"So fucking full. So big. Negan…"
Mesmerized by the vision of him easing himself into her, Gen let her legs fall either side of his hips and waited for his chastisement – but it didn't come. Instead, he practically fell between her legs, the hair on his chest grazing her sensitive nipples as they peaked out over the top of her corset. Ripping the leather away from her mouth, he captured her lips with his own, in a kiss that could only be described as hungry and full of need.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, Gen angled her hips up off the bed, feeling fuller than she ever thought possible. The ecstasy that he poured into her was enough to make her cry. Tiny teardrops fell from the corners of her eyes as she felt her muscles constricting around him once again, only this time more frantic.
"Where do you want me to cum princess?" Negan's voice was dripping with lust, his words breathing against her open mouth.
"Wherever you want, I'm yours."
An animalistic growl escaped his throat, his pace quickening once again as he pounded into her. Completely slick with lube, his cock slid in and out at a frightening pace, and she revelled in every movement.
Sitting back up on his knees once again, Negan once again slid his fingers inside her wanting pussy, absolutely soaked from her first orgasm. Finding the familiar spot that made her see stars, he worked it, worked it until she couldn't see straight. Her juices gushing down around him, sticking to his thigh's and coating his cock completely.
She tried to speak, tried to let him know what he was doing to her body, but no words came. Her hands found themselves curling into her hair, pulling at the roots so hard it stung, but she didn't care – not with the way he was making her feel. Her vision blurred, and if she didn't know any better, she'd have thought that the milky way was right there in front of her eyes. Back arching up off the bed riding out her release for as long as possible, she trembled, her muscles giving way as she went limp beneath him.
"Shit baby, here it comes. Jesus fuck!"
His teeth clenched together as his thrusts became more erratic. Sharp, quick stabs into her resulted in him pulling out completely and covering her delicate corset and chest in his hot, white seed. The warmth it brought her made her lips pull up into a soft smile, the feel of knowing he was just as spent as her made her heart swell. There was nothing she wouldn't share with him, and truly little that she would deny him when it came to his own sexual pleasure.
Gen could barely open her eyes she was so blissed out, but she could feel his feather-light kisses peppering her nose and cheeks. Whining pathetically as he pulled away from her, she curled up on her side, basking in the afterglow of their pleasure, her holes quivering as her legs were reduced to jelly. She was truly sated.
Gen barely registered the sound of the bathtub filling up, it was only when she felt Negan's strong arms gather her up against his chest that she came to slightly. Opening her eyes she looked up at him and couldn't help the lazy smile that spread across her flushed face. Nuzzling into his chest hair, she clung to him, her arms wrapped around his neck haphazardly.
Negan set her down on the closed toilet seat, her thighs completely soaked and sliding against each other. She watched him as he prepared the bath, pouring some kind of bubble bath underneath the flow. The smell of coconut and hazelnuts filled the air as the steam rose from the tub.
Turning to her, Negan crouched down in front of her and began to undress her. Gen couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief as Negan undid the clasps on the front of the corset. Her skin was slick with sweat and bodily fluids – she was utterly filthy. And she loved it. Unclipping her suspenders from the belt sat around her waist, Negan pulled them off one after the other, unable to help himself as he ran his hands up her shins and over her knees.
"Stand up for me princess."
She tried, but it wasn't graceful. Her legs were still limp as she gripped the sink next to her. Pulling the suspender belt down past her waist, Negan let it fall to the floor and stood up inches in front of her. One final item remained as she stood before him completely naked wearing only the leather collar, the metal leash dangling between her breasts teasingly. Reaching out, his eyes boring into her own, Negan reached around to the nape of her neck, unbuckling the collar letting it fall to the floor between their feet.
"I really did a number on you didn't I? Fuck, you look so pretty." Negan's lips found hers in the most gentle, tender kiss she'd ever experienced. His hand cupped her jaw gently while the other held her securely by the waist. He didn't put his tongue in her mouth, didn't attempt to escalate the pace – just kissed her. Innocent and pure. She felt it in her heart, and it scared the living daylights out of her.
Gen squeaked when he gathered her up in his arms once again – she would never not be impressed by his strength. He lowered into the hot, bubbly water and she felt all her aches melt away instantly as she sank back into the water, albeit her ass cheeks stinging from the harsh spanking he'd given her.
"Hey, budge up. Don't you go fallin' asleep on me."
A soft giggle fell from her lips whilst she sat forward, allowing him space to slip in behind her. Negan's body enveloped hers, her back flush against his chest and her head resting on his collarbone. The feel of his fingers tracing soft lines up and down the tops of her thighs had her sighing in complete contentment. It was easy to forget that they weren't a couple. The way they were able to just be, not a word spoken between them, totally comfortable in one another's company. Negan pressed a kiss to the top of her head, stroking her hair back out of her face while he did so.
"This is nice. Didn't take you for a bubble bath kinda guy." She teased, nudging him playfully in the ribs with her elbow. Reaching back behind her, Gen slipped her hands back around his neck.
"What can I say princess? I'm full of surprises, and apparently so are you…"
His lips grazed her ear as a low chuckle vibrated against her skin. Gen thought back briefly on her past lovers. She had never even so much as dressed up for them, let alone been as bold and brazen as she had been with Negan. He simply made her comfortable, and she knew she was safe. Safe to explore her deepest sexual desires. She couldn't pinpoint the moment that it became more than that. Maybe it always had been more than that and she was just kidding herself all along.
"Well you know, you did say that one day you'd fuck me in the ass. Had to hurry things along a little, didn't I."
Negan's laughter echoed in the room, warming her tummy as she revelled in the glorious sound of his happiness. Gen had barely registered the music playing in the hotel room from the second he'd walked through the door, the gentle tones of Billie Eilish wafting through the air.
She hummed along, eyes closed and arms resting on Negan's thighs. If there was a heaven, Gen imagined it to look something like that. She couldn't help it, she was completely relaxed, sharing a bubble bath with the man she had fallen head over heels in love with. And yet he had no clue.
"It's not true
Tell me I've been lied to
Crying isn't like you
Oh-oh-oh
What the hell did I do?
Never been the type to
Let someone see right through
Oh-oh-oh"
Negan's fingertips traced little figures of eight over her pulse point as he drank in the sound of her soft voice.
"Maybe won't you take it back
Say you were tryna make me laugh
And nothing has to change today
You didn't mean to say "I love you"
I love you and I don't want to
Oh-oh-oh"
She felt Negan tense slightly behind her, the muscles in his stomach bunching together against her back. She hadn't meant to turn the mood, and truly in that moment hadn't even been thinking about her feelings for him.
"Negan…"
"You know I can't ever say it, right? I can't do that. Not to you, and not to…not to Luc."
Gen could hear her heart beating in her eardrums. Had he taken it as a direct confession? Maybe it was, subconsciously. Or maybe she just really liked the damn song and his arrogance was overpowering his brain? No, it was definitely not the latter.
"Negan, I didn't…I wasn't saying…fuck, I just like the damn song okay?"
Placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, his fingertips resting on her collarbone, Negan sighed, his head falling back against the bathroom wall with a slight thud. "Keep singing princess, I don't wanna fuckin' get into this right now. I don't wanna ruin the time I have with you tonight. Just keep singing."
For a moment, she couldn't, unsure what the feeling was that was rushing through her in that moment. She hadn't ever expected to tell him how she felt, and even in that moment, she hadn't. She had simply sung along to one of her favourite songs and the lyrics had obviously hit a nerve with him. But hearing him say that he would never say it to her had her coming down to earth with a bump yet again. He was right though, they rarely got to spend the night together and she wanted to enjoy every second until it came to an end once again.
"The smile that you gave me
Even when you felt like dying
We fall apart as it gets dark
I'm in your arms in Central Park
There's nothing you could do or say
I can't escape the way, I love you
I don't want to, but I love you"