Chapter 24 #2
I lock eyes with him and watch every expression that crosses his stunning face.
Knowing that he trusts me this way, only me, makes me feel like a goddamn king.
I add another finger and fuck him with it.
When I push my fingers deeper and crook them, he cries out.
I’ve played with my ass enough to know how to find my prostate, but pleasuring someone else’s is a new experience.
“Good?”
“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” he moans.
I can’t help but smile at the desperation in his voice. I’m smug as hell.
“Are you sure?”
“Ethan.”
“Just checking, Sugar.”
Jett
I can’t take any more of Ethan’s teasing.
I want him all over me, inside me, as close as we can get.
Ethan takes his time prepping me, adding more lube and a third finger and fucking me until I’m clawing at the sheets.
The initial burn of penetration is gone, and the pain is replaced by pleasure.
So much pleasure. But I need more. I want his cock inside me.
I want to watch him come and feel his cum.
“I’m good, love. I’m ready.”
Shit, did I say that?
Ethan pauses and for a brief second, my body locks up tight. I worry that I’ve ruined everything.
Until Ethan takes my lips in a mauling kiss.
“Say that again,” he growls.
“I’m ready, love.”
I can’t say anything else because he kisses me so hard that I can’t breathe, never mind speak.
“You sure?” he asks when he lets me come up for air.
I nod, biting my lower lip.
“Fuck me full of your cum, boyfriend.”
Ethan chuckles in response and the dirty sound has goosebumps popping up all over my skin.
With one more kiss, he leans back and grabs the lube again, slicking up his dick. I swallow hard at the sight of his huge, hard cock, and watch as he spreads my cheeks and notches the head of his dick to my hole.
“You and me, nothing between us, that’s hot,” he moans. “Now every inch of you is mine.”
I glance up at him, and when our gazes lock, my body surrenders. We’re both panting hard, slick with sweat, every heated whisper and groan making me writhe with want.
Slowly, he pushes inside me, and the sensation is so overwhelming that I grab hold of the sheets again, fisting them tight. Ethan’s trembling—or maybe it’s me. It hurts at first, even with the prep and all the lube, and sensing my discomfort, he pauses.
“Easy, baby. Slow and easy,” he murmurs.
“Keep going,” I urge as the burn subsides. “I’m good.”
He rocks his hips, and I take his cock, feeling so full but wanting more. With no barrier between us, I can feel every inch of his hot, hard dick in my ass, and it makes me feral.
“Oh God,” I moan. “Yes. Fuck me.”
I need him. All of him.
When his dick slides all the way inside me, his balls snug against my ass, I let out a moan that I didn’t know I could make.
“More.”
I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his butt.
“God, I’m inside you. Bare,” he whispers. “Your ass is milking my cock.”
I expect him to start pounding me right away, but instead, Ethan stretches out over my body until we’re face-to-face, his hot breath teasing my lips.
When we kiss, it’s deep and sensual and so fucking sexy that I feel a rush of emotions along with the endorphins.
Ethan grips my leg and begins to fuck into me, slow and easy.
Every stroke hits my prostate, and sparks of pleasure race up my spine.
“So incredible,” I whisper.
“That’s you.” He kisses me. “Every part of you.”
“Ethan.”
“You belong with me, Jett. I’m gonna come inside you and mark what’s mine.”
“Yes.”
He slides his hand up my thigh and grips my ass cheek so hard that I’m sure there’ll be bruises there tomorrow.
I don’t care. I love that he holds nothing back when we’re having sex.
We share the same breath as he thrusts faster, the pleasure getting more intense every second.
I’m so fucking full of him, but it’s not enough.
I want more, more, more.
Slow and easy turns hot and desperate as we grind together, my stiff dick rubbing against his abs, making him sticky with precum.
“Need you, Jett. So fucking badly.”
“I need you too. Don’t hold back. I’m good.”
Suddenly, Ethan grunts and rears up, spreading his knees wide and sliding my legs over his shoulders. When he grips my ass in one hand and my thigh in the other, I frantically reach behind me and grab the slats of his headboard for leverage. Ethan ruts into me, his cock going deeper at this angle.
“Yes!” I shout, the bliss almost too much to bear. “Just like that.”
“You don’t give yourself to anyone but me,” he growls.
“Ethan.”
“Say it.”
“Yes.”
He fucks into me, harder, faster, and in my position, all I can do is take the pounding. I always assumed that my first time having anal sex would be awkward and uncomfortable, but as usual, Ethan blows my expectations out of the water.
“Mine,” he moans with every thrust.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant.
I’m not even sure I need to touch my cock at this point, because it feels like I’m about to come hands free.
I’m too caught up in watching Ethan’s expressions, his eyes never leaving mine.
The pulse of desire flashes between us, and it hits me that I don’t care as much about my own pleasure; I want him to come first.
As if reading my thoughts, Ethan shakes his head.
“This is all about you, baby,” he whispers and licks his lips.
I swallow hard as he slides one hand around my dick.
His fingers are slick with lube, and he jacks me off with a firm pressure that makes my eyes roll back in my head.
All the while, he fucks into me like a man possessed.
It’s sexy and messy and beautiful at the same time.
And between the fullness in my ass and the friction on my dick, it’s all too much.
“Ethan, please.”
“Tell me what you need.”
My eyes snap to his.
“You. I need you.”
“You have me, Jett,” he moans. “I’m not going anywhere.”
He pumps his hips in a frantic rhythm, every stroke taking me closer to the edge. I’m almost there…
“Fuck, I’m gonna—” My breath hitches. “Oh God, I’m gonna come.”
“Give it all to me.”
With one more thrust, my orgasm unleashes, and I scream Ethan’s name. Pleasure pulses in every part of my body as I let go, cum shooting out of my dick and painting my abs, my chest. I feel his body tense, and then he’s shouting my name in return, filling my ass with his hot cum.
“Baby.”
Even after he comes, he continues to fuck into me, like he can’t get enough.
Finally, Ethan lowers my legs until they’re wrapped around his waist again, and I don’t think I’ll be able to move for a week after that epic fucking.
He blankets me with his body, and we make out for ages, trading sweet kisses, tasting each other’s smiles.
Lying in the sweaty, tangled mess of Ethan’s bed is total bliss.
“You okay?” he asks. “Did I hurt you?”
“You could never. You were everything I needed.”
He stares at me, running his tongue over his lips.
“Jett, baby, I—” He pauses.
“Yes?”
“I wanted to say that was incredible.”
When our breathing finally calms, he slowly pulls out of me. I wince at first, and I know I’ll be sore for a bit, but shit, it was worth it. I raise one knee up and watch as his cum leaks out of my hole.
“Fucking hell, that’s sexy,” Ethan growls. “I’m going to mark you every damn day.”
He’s right. It’s undeniably hot. But it’s more than that. It means trust. It means everything.
I stare up at him. There’s no going back from this. Not for me.
“There’s no going back for either of us.”