“I don’t want you coming yet. Too soon, baby,” he whispers.
He nibbles and licks his way down the crease of my groin until I can feel his breath on the most intimate place on my body. He flattens his tongue and drags it over my hole, making me jump, almost like I’ve been shocked. Holy hell, it feels so good.
He chuckles before blowing softly against my hole. I’ve never let another person look at me so intently there before. I’ve actually never been rimmed before. It’s so… intimate. It’s uncomfortable, but the feeling when he drags his tongue over me is… Oh. My. God. Part of me wants him to stop looking at me, stop licking me, because it’s just too intense, but at the same time, I feel like I’ll die if he stops.
“God, Dylan. Every part of you is beautiful. I love your body so much.”
Not only am I so turned on I may lose my mind, but my heart feels like it’s about to explode with love at his tender words. I can barely believe this is happening.
And then he dives between my legs in earnest, licking and nibbling and thrusting his hot tongue into my body like a spear until I’m a writhing, gasping, sweaty mess, unable to do anything except beg him to never, ever stop.
Chapter 32
REED
MyfaceburiedinDylan, I breathe in his unique scent: musky with a trace of the coconut soap he uses. He smells like…fuck, he smells like he belongs to me, and I’m so goddamn turned on I can barely see straight. I grab a pillow and slide it under his ass as I push his legs as far apart as he can get them. Groaning, he plants his feet on the bed and pushes down toward me, desperate for more.
After taking another long look at him, I run my tongue along the length of his crease again and then slide back, circling my tongue around that delicate spot so packed with nerve endings. Feeling his muscles begin to soften, I make my tongue into a point, stabbing into him, licking inside as deeply as I can reach. He arches up and lets out a keening cry, but he keeps pressing forward against me, trying to get my tongue deeper inside him.
“Reed, I’m gonna come…” he gasps, and I immediately pull back, causing him to cry out in desperation. When his body calms and he’s not so close to the edge, I crawl back up so I’m blanketing him again.
I shift to my side, running one hand down the length of his chest, over the outside of his leg, and then back up his inner thigh until I reach his cock. I tease him for a moment before moving my hand lower so I can play with his soft, wet entrance. Grabbing the lube, I drizzle some onto both him and my hand and very gently begin tracing circles around him. He pants and keeps pushing against me, desperately seeking more. I press against him, sliding my finger inside so slowly, stopping when I get to my first knuckle.
He’s panting heavily, but he hasn’t tensed up, so I keep planting soft kisses along his neck and collarbone until he starts groaning and moving against me again, wordlessly asking for more. I push my finger the rest of the way inside him, slowly but steadily, and his breathing hitches as he grabs handfuls of the sheet and moans.
“Baby, is this okay?” I ask, not wanting to hurt him.
He nods quickly. “It’s good—it just burns a little. It’s… ohhhhh. I’m just not used to it.”
Very gently, I start sliding my finger in and out of him, waiting until he’s whimpering and writhing against me before sliding another one in.
“Oh my god, Reed,” he says, his voice cracking. “Oh my god…”
I shift down his body, still pumping my fingers in and out of him, and without warning, I suck down his cock, which has softened slightly as he adjusts to the new sensations. I start to scissor and spread my fingers apart, doing my best to distract him from the worst of the burn with my mouth.
A moment later, he’s hard as steel again, gasping desperately.
I pull off him, placing open-mouthed kisses along his length. “You feel ready, baby?” I have three fingers inside him now, but I’ve stopped moving. I don’t want him coming until it’s my cock buried inside him.
“Fuck yes, yes, fuck, Reed…” He’s nearly incoherent with lust, so I gently pull my fingers out of his body and grin as I grab a condom from the huge pile beside us. It may be the fastest I’ve ever managed to suit up, falling back onto him as fast as humanly possible. He shifts his hips, canting them toward me, begging for more.
I reach down, line my cock up with his entrance, and start pushing inside him slowly. He shifts again, trying to pull me deeper, and I feel myself breach that first ring of muscle. I wish I could see his eyes as I move slowly into him, but he’s got them squeezed shut. I know eye contact along with the overwhelming sensory overload he’s experiencing might take him out of the moment. And I want him in the moment, able to feel everything. I want this memory to be one of the best of his life. I pause for a few seconds, trying to let him adjust to my size, but he makes an impatient noise.
“Deeper. Reed, please. More.”
I can’t help the satisfied smirk on my face as I lean over and suck on his neck, pushing all the way inside him in one endless slide.
He’s whispering all kinds of nonsense, arching against me as I pull almost all the way out of him and then slowly push forward again.
“Fuck, Reed. Fuck me, please, please.” And my smirk becomes a smile. I pull back one more time slowly and then pound into him as hard as I can, aiming my hips up at the end of each stroke so I hit his prostate each time. I grab his cock, my hand still slippery with lube, and jack him in time with each punch of my hips.
“Coming… I’m coming,” he shouts, and his inner muscles clamp down on my cock so hard he drags me right over the edge with him, both of us shaking with the force of our orgasms.
Collapsing against him, I shift so I’m not crushing him, and we lie in silence for a few moments, catching our breaths. I run a finger lazily through the puddle of come on his belly, bringing it up to my mouth and sucking it clean as he watches me with a groan.
“Are you okay, baby?” I ask. His eyes are still glassy with lust as he nods.
“So much better than okay,” he chuckles, still breathless. I laugh softly and roll out of bed to the bathroom. After dealing with the condom, I return with a warm wet towel to gently clean him off.