Isobelle
I shrieked at the sting. Whatever he was using had a flat surface that lit my skin on fire. He delivered firm alternative slaps on each side, causing my hips to buck with each blast. The skin burned where he struck, blazing red-hot.
The soft clattering sound of rummaging came from the left side of me. Then I heard the squelch of something being squeezed from a tube.
"Relax for me," Alex cooed.
Using one lubricated finger, he massaged the tight knot of my asshole, working his way through the ring of muscle. My stubborn hole put up a fair fight, resisting his intrusion and making him work for it. I gasped at the burning sensation, my lips parting into a silent “O” as he wriggled all the way in before working in another finger. The heat from his warm breath caressed my shoulder o
