“Oh shit,” he mutters, smearing it across my stomach and my dick before he reaches my ass. “This went better in my head.”
A small laugh escapes me but disappears into a grunt when he slides the first finger inside of me.
“God, there is so much of it. I’m going to just slip right in. It was divine intervention.”
He starts to pump me in his fist as he works a second finger in, scissoring me open.
“Oh shit, can I just try to stick it in now? I’m not going to last if I keep doing this. It’s too hot,” he says, his eager eyes meeting mine. “And if you hate it, you can just tell me to get out. Yeah?”
I swallow roughly and nod. “Yeah, Em. We can try.”
He pulls his fingers from me, and I huff out a laugh when the condom he’s trying to open slips from his fingers and falls onto the bed.
“Damn, slippery lube fingers. Now I can’t find the condom. It’s hiding.”
“Em,” I am full on laughing now. “Calm down.”
“Don’t tell me to calm down when I’m about to be inside of you. This is life-changing. I’ve been fantasizing about this for years.”
“We only met a year ago.”
“So what? I dreamt about you. You came to me in visions.”
His serious gaze makes me laugh harder and he grumbles as he searches for the condom in the sheets. When he finally finds it, he hands it to me, and I rip it open with my teeth.
“That is way hotter than it should be. Though I’m not surprised. Everything you do is hot. I could watch you shit and totally be into it.”
“Jesus, Em. You’re literally going to be in my ass in a minute and you’re talking about that?”
“God, yes, I am. It’s so hot,” he says, and then pauses. “Wait, we don’t even need this, do we?”
I look at it and then swallow. “Yeah, you’re right. I forgot.”
He tosses the condom and it hits the window, but he doesn’t even notice, he just positions his dick right at my hole.
I shift beneath him nervously. I’ve never been fucked in my ass before and damn if this isn’t a little scary. And exciting.
“Ready?”
I breathe in deeply and nod but before I can give myself time to mentally prepare, he just punches his hips forward. The head of him slips inside and I gasp at the feeling of being stretched impossibly wide.
“Oh my god,” he whispers, pressing my thighs even farther apart as he watches his cock slowly push its way into me. I dig my fingers into the back of my legs to keep myself calm because it stings but my dick is impossibly hard. It’s a weird fucking feeling.
“You’re going to take all of me, aren’t you?” he asks my ass and I bite back a groan as he rolls his hips forward and his dick slams the rest of the way into me.
And then he freezes and just breathes, his eyes meeting mine. His cheeks are flushed, his hair hanging around his face, his chest heaving.
“Tell me it’s good, tell me you love it,” he breathes.
“It’s…different.”
“Yeah, but that’s not a bad thing, right?” He shifts inside of me, and I gasp. My entire body is on fire, the nerve endings from head to toe firing with the sensation of it all. From being stuffed so full. The head of my dick is leaking, and I know he sees it because he wets his lips and then groans.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. You’re strangling my dick. Tell me when I can move. I need to move.”
“Slow, please,” I manage to say and wonder if that word is even in his vocabulary.
“Okay, but only because you said please,” he replies as he pulls out and sinks back in. As soon as his hips hit mine, he asks, “Good?”