“On your back, Jake,” I said in a steady voice. Jake’s eyes widened, but he complied immediately.
I knelt between his spread legs and reached for the lube. I couldn’t hide the fact that my fingers were shaking.
“Baby, gotta say, I’m a little worried about that maniacal grin on your face,” Jake teased as his hand covered mine briefly. I knew there’d been no maniacal grin on my face. If anything, I probably looked like I was going to burst into tears, I was so damn nervous. He’d deliberately misread the look in an attempt to lighten the moment.
It worked.
I grinned down at him. “Can’t believe you’re letting me do this. I might be a tad more excited than I let on.”
My fingers rubbed together to warm the glop of lube before I reached for his hole. He hissed and clenched immediately before blowing out a breath and concentrating on relaxing.
“It’s okay,” I murmured. “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”
Jake’s eyes opened and his face relaxed. “I know that. You could never willingly hurt anyone, Oz. I trust you with my body. I trust you completely. With my life.”
I leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips, pressing harder against his entrance with my finger until I gained entry. I tapped and toyed with it until I felt his chest heaving with uneven breaths and knew he was ready for more.
After a final demanding kiss, I pulled back and knelt so I could tip his legs back toward his shoulders. I slicked up my cock and met his eyes. What I saw in those gray depths was an intense storm of emotion–heat, desire, affection. They were all there, brimming and ready for me to take.
I leaned in to press my cock into his body and felt the incredible power of controlling a man’s pleasure this way. I closed my eyes and reached for his hand with one of mine. He knew exactly what I needed. He threaded our fingers together immediately and held on tightly while I continued to push deeper into his body.
“Fuckkkk,” I gasped as I felt the tight grab of his channel around me. “Oh god, Jake.”
“That’s it, baby,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “Keep going.”
“Jake.” It was a whimper, as usual. Whenever my body was joined with his, it felt like every wall of mine came crashing down, leaving me naked and vulnerable, exposed and fragile. “Jake.”
“I’m right here, baby,” he murmured. “You feel so good. So fucking good inside of me.”
Once I was completely inside him, I fell forward onto his chest. My eyes closed for a brief moment of disbelief as I tried to get my breathing under control and keep from coming. He was so fucking tight and hot. His legs wrapped around me before I felt him try to move his hips so he could start fucking himself on my cock.
I shifted and began to thrust, causing him to cry out and tighten around me.
“Oh god!” The stars were already piercing the edges of my vision and I’d barely been inside of him for two seconds. “Oh fuck. Oh god.” I couldn’t stop the words from babbling out as I relished the feel of him all around me.
His hard dick pushed against the skin of my belly, his strong legs squeezed my hips, his skin was damp with sweat, and his large fingers clasped mine, pulling my arms outstretched above his head. In that position, I suddenly felt almost like a dancer, rolling my hips to press deeper inside him and using my entire body to thrust in and out in the rhythm of our thundering hearts.
Jake’s hungry lips found mine and devoured them, grabbing with teeth and sucking bruises into my tender flesh. What had started out as sweet and sensual had turned into an all-consuming ravaging.
The orgasm of my life was busy speeding from my spine to my balls, and I was afraid I’d get there before Jake did. I reached down between us to grab his cock, but before my hand even touched his skin, I felt him shudder and shoot his warm release between our stomachs.
He threw back his head and cried out my name as I shouted his into the damp heat of his neck. My last thrust deep inside of him was where I finally let go and gave him everything I had left.
Including every last piece of my heart he didn’t already have.
Chapter 22
Jake
The following day, I couldn’t stop thinking about how it had felt to have Oz inside of me. It was intense, but also gut-wrenching in a way. There had been something bordering on panic between us, as if we’d stumbled into a magical kingdom filled with amazing discoveries, only to learn the entire place had been rigged with explosives set on a timer we couldn’t stop.