He lets go of my cock, shakes his head. “I know you do, babe, but we’re going to work up to it. Need to open you up first. Fuck you with my fingers.” He slides another one in. “I want you to feel what it’s like when I do this first,” he says, and with some kind of voodoo magic, he crooks his fingers just so inside my ass.
Yup. He just introduced himself to my prostate and I am very happy to make his acquaintance.
Pleasure torpedoes each cell in my body. I shake everywhere, head to toe and back. “Yes, yes, yes.”
It’s a chant, a plea, a desperate cry. I’m begging for anything and everything from this man.
My eyes fly open, and I stare at Declan. He’s nibbling on the corner of his lips, his eyes dark and dirty. His face is twisted with pleasure as he adds more lube, then a third finger.
Sparks of heat dance around my ass. Heat and tingles and insane pressure.
I nearly lose my mind. I forget where I am.
I’m desperate, so desperate for more. I push up on my elbows, wanting to get closer to him. “Fuck, babe. It’s so good,” I pant out.
Like he can read my thoughts as they’re forming, he leans forward, fingers still in me, his other hand on my cock. He takes my mouth with his, kissing me as he finger fucks me. His tongue delves into my mouth, his lips fusing with mine.
All this contact is like a high-voltage charge rushing through my body. Then he breaks the kiss, whispering, “I fucking love kissing you. Love it all the time.”
“Me too,” I moan as he returns to kneeling between my legs and I fall back down to the pillow.
He plays, he strokes, he crooks.
My hands slide up and down my chest, traveling over my nipple piercing, pinching it.
“Oh, hell yes. Play with yourself as I finger fuck this stunning ass,” he urges.
Easy enough. I tease at my nipples as he bends a finger just so.
My eyes lock with his dark brown irises. Flames lick my skin. “Jesus, this is . . .”
“Yeah, it is . . .”
Then he bends his face toward me, takes the crown of my cock in his mouth and sucks hard, unleashing another jolt of pleasure in my balls, my ass, my dick.
My hands fly to him. They curl around his head, holding him, one palm sliding down between his shoulder blades. I push him deeper onto my dick, making him take me far into his mouth.
And he takes. Oh yes, does he ever, finding room for my shaft in his mouth. With loud, wet slurps that make my whole body sizzle, he sucks me to the root. Then, the man crooks a finger inside me, and my climax announces its intentions.
It’s coming and it’s not stopping for anything.
It barrels down my spine, rattles through my bones.
And I explode.
My orgasm owns my body. It steals my thoughts. It takes me over all the edges everywhere.
“Yes, fucking yes,” I grunt, coming harder than I ever have before. I come for days and he takes it all.
Groaning as he sucks me down.
And I’m just gasping.
Panting.
Moaning.
And writhing in the aftershocks of this brand-new bliss.
But he’s not done with me.
As soon as he swallows my release, he pulls off my cock with a smack of his lips, eases out his fingers, and then flips me over to all fours. Moving behind me, he smacks my ass, then grabs my cheeks with both hands, squeezing rough and hard, pulling me apart.
I look behind me, and the sight is phenomenal.
It is all my fantasies. It’s what I’ve imagined for years. A man I want. A man I trust. A man I connect with. And he wants me with the same ferocity.
This is what I’ve waited to have someday.
Some night.
And maybe I can have it tonight. Now.
I shudder, picturing what might happen next. Hoping for it. “Are you going to fuck me?”
Declan shakes his head. “No,” he says, emphatic. “But I do want to give you a teaser.”
He grabs my ass even harder, then slides his hard cock along my crack: up, down, up, down.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan, swaying against his length, craving more of it.
He echoes my sentiments with growls and grunts of his own as he simulates fucking me.
Sliding a hand up my back so possessively, Declan pushes down between my shoulder blades, giving me the best trailer of the hottest movie ever.
I bow my back, raising my ass higher, letting him know he can have me whenever he’s ready. I ache everywhere. My balls, my cock, my ass. My God, this is insane. This intensity. This longing. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s like a full-body possession. Like desire owns every cell inside of me, like it’s twined in my DNA. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” I say, begging.