A whimper of fear escapes me, and I feel stupid for tempting the devil, but it’s too late as he smooths his palms over my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. He groans at the sight, and I feel his thumb circle and probe at the tight, forbidden entrance. I cry out, lurching away at the new sensation. He yanks my hips back with one hand. “One day I’ll fuck this hole, babochka, and Tristan can kiss your tears away when I do. Yes, princess?”
