Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
HUNTER
A DIRTY DICTIONARY
“Are you almost ready?” I call out.
“One more minute.”
Stretching across Ollie’s bed, I try to keep my impatience to myself.
After the bar closed, we made a beeline straight to his house. Having everything I need in my overnight bag, there was no stopping.
Like I said, I don’t want to waste a minute of my time with Ollie.
I’m ready to start without him when the bathroom door creaks open. Stripped down to nothing but his boxer briefs, he looks sexy as fuck.
“What took so long?” I sit up, holding my hand out to him.
“You know, just needed to get ready.”
“Ready?” I ask, tugging him between my legs.
“Just a little nervous. And you know, trying to figure out a way to tell you I started PReP,” he rambles. “I didn’t want you to think I was taking this lightly.”
“I’m on it too. And have all the supplies.” I take a deep breath. “Now, relax.”
I press a kiss to his stomach, feeling his body start to relax.
“You have nothing to worry about, Ollie. I’ll go as slow as you need, and if you want to stop—”
“No.” He cuts me off, sliding his hand through my hair and tugging it so my vision locks with his. “I want this.”
“Good. Because I’ve been dying to have you.”
“How do you want me?”
“Do you trust me?” I ask.
He nods. “Implicitly.”
“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby. So good.”
Pulling his boxers down, I twirl my finger for him to turn around. His plump ass is right there. Ready for me to take.
I nip at it, licking the sting away.
“Mmm.”
“You like that?” I do it again on the other side.
“Yes,” he whimpers.
Pulling his ass cheeks apart, I dip my tongue between them. Every sound that hits my ears goes straight to my own cock.
I’m already hard as a rock as I bend Ollie over to find the tight pucker of his ass.
“Do you know how much I’ve wanted to eat you out?” I say, pressing my thumb to the tight hole.
“Do it,” he urges me on.
Sucking my thumb into my mouth, I press the tip inside.
“Is that it?” he asks, peering over his shoulder at me.
Swatting his ass, I lick the sting away before devouring his hole with abandon. Every needy gasp, I swallow down. Every moan, I push my tongue inside him farther as he opens himself up more and more to me.
“God, I’m obsessed with your ass.”
“It feels so good, Hunter,” he cries.
I pull away, standing and leading him to lie down. His cheeks are pink, eyes hazy with lust.
“It’s going to feel even better.” Pulling his briefs completely off, I toss them behind me. “Give me your hand.”
“Why?”
I smirk as Ollie obeys without thinking, even though he questions me. Holding on to his wrist, I spit into his palm. “I want to watch you jack yourself off.”
“And what are you going to do?” he sputters, his eyes hazing over with lust.
I push his ankles up toward his body, opening him up to me. I run a finger over the tight pucker of his ass and watch as he shudders. “I’m going to make sure you’re nice and loose before I fuck you.”
I don’t wait another minute as I lock my eyes onto Ollie’s and swipe my tongue down his taint to his ass.
“Holy fuck!” he shouts.
I smile against him as I repeat my movements. His own hand falters, but I reach up to wrap my own around his.
“Keep going.”
I’m rocking my own erection into the bed. I do not plan on coming until I’m inside of Ollie.
I love how responsive Ollie is to me. Lavishing him with attention, I lock my eyes on his face, watching every emotion roll over him.
Lust.
Need.
Desire.
Something more that I can’t quite put a finger on.
I need to get out of my own head before I do something stupid like tell Ollie how much I love being with him.
Boyfriends don’t work out for me. I don’t want Ollie to be in the category of failed relationships.
Rocking back onto my heels, I watch as he jacks himself off.
“Ready for more?”
“Yes.” He nods, knocking his glasses askew.
Reaching across him, I grab the lube and pour a healthy amount onto my fingers. I warm it up before circling his rim and pushing one thick finger inside.
“Holy shit!” Ollie shouts, voice echoing around the room.
“You like that?” I curl my finger toward me, knowing the minute I find the bundle of nerves that is his prostate.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come.”
Leaning over him, I squeeze his hand to slow his moves.
“You are not coming until I am inside of you, do you understand?”
There’s a command in my voice that’s foreign to even my ears. Damn, if he doesn’t bring it out in me.
“That felt so good.”
His eyes close as I work my finger in and out of him, stretching him wide before pushing in a second finger to scissor them back and forth.
Ollie’s dick is making a mess all over his stomach. I let go of his hand and drag my finger through his cum, bringing it to my lips.
“Look at me.”
His gaze snaps open to meet mine as I suck my finger inside my mouth.
“Hunter. Kiss me.”
Whatever Ollie wants tonight, he’ll get. He pushes up as I lean down to seal my lips against his.
It’s hot, delicious, and so fucking good, I might come at the smallest taste of him. Jesus. I’ve never been so worked up like this with any person before.
Of course I am with Ollie. Being with him means more to me then I’ll ever be able to put into words.
“Hunter. Please. Now.”
“You sure?” I ask, dropping my forehead to his.
“Yes.”
Grabbing a condom, I stand, tossing my own boxers to the side and rolling the rubber over my painfully hard cock. Pouring a healthy amount of lube onto my hand, I spread it out.
“I want you on top,” I say, lying down next to him.
“Me?”
I nod. “Yes. That way you can take it as slow as you want.”
“O-okay.”
“You still good?” I ask, as he sits up next to me.
He nods. “Yeah.”
Grasping the back of his neck, I pull him in for a long, slow kiss. Tangling our tongues to get him out of his head.
The first time is always nerve-racking, but I want it to be perfect for him.
“Better?”
“Yeah,” he whispers against my lips as he throws one leg over.
Holding my dick, I help him line himself up as I push the tip inside.
Ollie’s fingers hold on to my pecs as he pushes down a sliver more.
“Just breathe, and push against me. It helps you relax.”
He worries his bottom lip between his teeth as he sinks down another inch. His breath falters as a flash of pain crosses his face.
“You’re big,” he says, before I can ask him if he wants to stop.
“Take your time.”
“I know.”
Grabbing his cock, I slowly stroke him, taking him back to that place of pleasure to move through the pain as he takes more of me. Until I’m fully inside of him.
“You good?”
“I…yeah.” I squeeze his dick, urging him to look at me. “It helps that you’re doing this with me.”
“I wouldn’t let anyone else do it,” I say.
Once the words escape my lips, I know it’s true. No one else deserves Ollie like this. I don’t want anyone to see him like this but me.
It hits me like a powerful force, but I know it’s true.
I don’t want anyone else but Ollie, and I don’t want anyone else to have him.
Before I can think more on it, he wiggles his hips, moaning in delight.
“Are you ready?”
“Are you?”
He nods. “Yes.”
“Take me. Use me however you want, baby.”
Ollie gives his hips a slow roll before pulling up and sliding back down. His body rocks over mine as he finds his rhythm.
One hand jacks him off to keep him in the moment while the other roams over his body. Memorizing every tiny detail that I can.
“Take over, Hunter. I want you to fuck me.”
Flipping our positions, I push back inside of Ollie as he locks eyes with me.
Connecting our mouths, my moves are slow and steady as I work myself in and out of him. He readily accepts me. Every time I hit his prostate, he squeezes me closer to him.
“You ready to come?” I whisper against his lips.
“Make me.”
Ollie takes my hand and we jack him off until he’s coming at my touch.
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!” he shouts. “Oh my God!”
He’s muttering, repeating yes and oh my God to himself as I keep thrusting inside him. It doesn’t take long before my balls draw up tight and I’m erupting inside of him.
“Fuck.” I dig my fingers into his sides, holding on as waves of pleasure crash through me. “Fuck. So damn good.”
My muscles go limp and I collapse on top of him.
“I need a minute,” I breathe against him.
“I’ll give you one hundred. I don’t think I’m going to be able to move for a week.”
“It’s a good thing we’ll be snowed in then.”
“That was…wow.”
“How do you feel?” I ask, popping up onto my elbow to look down at him.
“Good.”
“Just good?” I smirk.
“Great. Amazing. Whatever other words people use to describe sex.” Ollie laughs.
“I’ll be sure to grab you a dictionary then.”
“That will be one dirty dictionary.”
Gathering the strength to pull out, I tie off the condom before grabbing a washcloth to clean him up.
Snow starts to build on the windowsill as I snuggle into bed with Ollie and pull him to my side.
“Thank you.”
I brush a lock of hair out of his face. “Why are you thanking me?”
“For making my first time perfect. I’m glad it was you, Hunter.”
“Me too.”
More than I could ever hope to tell him. For now, the two of us are curled up, with the snow falling and nothing but time on our hands.
Tonight couldn’t have been more perfect.