Chapter 21
Easton
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We can’t keep our hands off one another long enough to shower. Our mouths fused together, hands roaming, touching, groping, unable to get enough.
After the water runs cold, we’re forced to leave the shower and take this up to our room.
“I can’t fucking get enough of you.” Bennett groans, pulling the towel around my waist off and tossing it to the ground.
He shoves me down on his bed, with a feral look in his eyes that has my painfully stiff cock twitching.
His towel is the next to go, giving me a full view of his glorious cock. I bite my lip, groaning as pure need fills my veins.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I rasp.
“And you’re so fucking beautiful.” His voice is husky, arousal thick in both his expression and tone.
He crawls onto the bed, my heart thundering in my chest the closer he gets.
This man drives me crazy in all the best ways. I can’t believe I spent so long trying to convince myself I never wanted him, because in this moment, right now, I never wanted anything more than I do this man.
His hands meet my thighs, giving them a firm squeeze. I settle into the mattress.
“Talk to me. You okay?”
I lick my lips and nod. “Yeah. A little nervous.”
“We don’t have to do anything you're not ready for. We can do other things.”
I shake my head. “No. I want this, I want you. Just maybe, go easy on me? At least at first.”
He smiles the sweetest smile, making some of the nerves ease. “Of course."
He leans down and kisses me softly. I moan, kissing him back. We stay like that for a little bit, just touching and kissing.
Bennett breaks the kiss, moving his mouth to my jaw, down my chest, and right to my cock.
My eyes roll back when he takes me into his mouth. He works me over, sucking and licking, until I’m on the verge of cumming. The sound of him gagging just a little bit before pulling back and doing it again, and swallowing around my shaft is too much.
“I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that,” I gasp.
He pulls off me with a pop, chuckling as he kisses the tip of my cock.
“Don’t want that. Not yet. I want to be inside you and feel the way you shudder around me when you come undone.”
He gets off the bed and goes to his bedside table, pulling out a bottle of lube before returning.
“Before we go any further. Do you want me to use a condom?”
“No,” I say immediately. I want to feel all of him, to have him fill me up until I’m dripping with his release.
“You sure? I’m okay with no condom. I’m clean, got tested after things with Liam. And I haven’t had sex with anyone else since.”
“You haven’t?”
“No.” He shakes his head. Fuck, I’m happy to hear that.
“No condom,” I confirm.
He smiles and grabs my thighs, spreading them. “Fuck me,” he moans, eyes locked on my asshole.
My cheeks heat, feeling open and exposed.
This is weird, Bennett is looking at my asshole.
Yet, the desire in his eyes, the pure hunger and need for me, has my own arousal taking hold.
“I wanna taste you,” he rasps, eyes flicking back up to mine. “Can I?”
My brows jump. “You mean, my ass?”
“Yes.” He chuckles.
“Um... Okay?”
“If you don’t want me to, it’s okay,” he reassures me.
“You really want to?”
“I do.” He grins.
“Okay.” I nod, nerves spiking again. This is all so new and weird. But not necessarily in a bad way. I’ve watched gay porn, loved watching when they did it, and always wondered what it would feel like.
I trust Bennett. I want this.
“If you don’t like it, let me know, okay?”
He adjusts his body, bringing his face down to my ass.
I close my eyes, trying not to overthink all the racing thoughts in my mind.
As soon as I feel his hot, wet tongue against my hole, I gasp. It’s an odd sensation, but not a bad one.
He moans, his tongue starting to lap at my hole, each lick of his tongue growing more eager.
Little jolts of pleasure spike through me, the sensation a lot more pleasant than I thought.
And when his tongue slips into my hole, I gasp.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. That feels good. Really good. Bennett takes that as permission to keep going.
Bennett eats me out like I’m the best damn meal he’s ever had. And holy fuck, I love it.
Gripping the bed sheet, my eyes roll back as ungodly noises leave me. I’m so close to cumming, just from having a tongue in my ass.
“S-stop,” I gasp, hips flexing.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” I open my eyes, chest heaving. “It felt good. Too good. I was close to cumming again.”
He grins. “Damn, baby, I love how responsive you are with me. So needy.”
I can’t even deny it. I am. So fucking needy for this man.
“Let’s get you prepped, okay?”
I nod, the nerves flickering back in as he grabs the bottle of lube.
“Roll over on your stomach.”
With shaky limbs, I shift over until I’m lying down. Bennett grabs a pillow and wedges it under me, lifting my ass just a bit.
My breathing picks up at the sound of the cap being opened and the squish of the lube as he pours it over his fingers.
He parts my cheeks, squeezing some onto my hole.
“Breathe,” he murmurs. I feel his body draping over my back. “Relax for me. Let me in. If it hurts, let me know. If it’s too much, let me know. I never want you to do something because you want to please me, or you think it’s what I want, okay?”
“Okay,” I rasp, nodding my head.
Closing my eyes, I focus on Bennett.
He peppers soft, open-mouthed kisses down my spine as I feel his finger press into my hole.
I grunt, the feeling stinging a bit.
“That’s it, baby, fuck you’re doing so good for me. Letting me in. Such a good boy.”
I fucking preen at his praise, helping me relax more.
At first, it feels weird, but the more he moves it in and out, the more the pleasure builds. By the time he adds a third finger, I’m whimpering, needing more, rocking into the pillow as I seek some relief.
And when he hits my prostate, I let out a filthy groan.
“I need you,” I beg. “Fuck me, Bennett, please.” I feel like I’m going to explode. I need to cum. But I want him inside me while I do it. Owning me, using me, taking his pleasure.
“I got you.” His voice is thick with arousal.
I whimper at the loss of his fingers, hole gaping, begging to be filled again. The sound of the lube bottle has my excitement spiking.
“Relax and let me in, okay? I’m gonna take it slow.”
He presses the tip of his cock against my hole, and then he’s pushing in.
I bite down on the pillow, the stretch burning more than his fingers. His cock is even bigger, fuck.
“You okay?” he asks as the tip presses all the way in.
“Yes,” I grunt.
“I used a lot of lube, but I can use more.”
“No. Keep going.”
I do my best to relax, focusing on Bennett’s hands on my body, rubbing up and down my back, my cheeks, as he whispers encouraging words.
“That’s it,” he groans. “Fuck, baby, you feel so damn good. So tight. You should see it, Easton, the way your ass is swallowing me, so fucking hot. You’re taking my cock so fucking good. Can you handle more?”
“Yes.” I nod frantically. After the initial burn leaves, it’s replaced with pleasure. “More.”
He groans as he parts my cheeks, gripping them hard as he slowly pushes into me.
“That’s it.” He grunts. “Almost there.”
With each inch he presses inside me, my body starts to hum, vibrating with this intense hunger for him.
More. More. More. My body screams for him to take me harder.
“Fuck me.” I shove my ass back, forcing me to take all of him.
“Fucking hell,” he groans. “That’s it. That’s all of me. God, being connected to you like this. It’s everything.”
It really is.
Bennett covers my body with his, gripping my face and turning it to face him. I open my eyes to see his nearly black gaze. “I fucking love you, Easton.”
“I love you, too,” I choke out, practically delirious with need.
He kisses me, and fuck, it’s dirty and raw. It has him growling and me whimpering.
He breaks the kiss, chest heaving, and settles back.
Gripping my hips, he holds me still as he pulls all the way out and then thrusts all the way back in.
Burying my face into the pillow, I scream in pleasure, eyes rolling back.
“So good. So fucking good,” he rasps, doing it again and again.
It’s not long before Bennett is pounding into me as I lie there, taking every thrust, begging for more.
Pure fucking ecstasy is flooding my system right now. Every time he rubs against my prostate, I see stars. Every time he bottoms out, his hips slapping against my ass, forcing me to rock forward, my cock rubbing against the pillow, it sends me closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m so fucking close,” Bennett grunts, the sound of his skin against mine filling the room. “So close. Touch yourself, baby, get there with me. Please.”
I shove my hand between my body and the pillow, wrapping my hand around my weeping cock. I don’t have the room to jerk off, but it doesn’t matter. My firm grip and his thrusts, forcing my ass to rock back and forth, does the trick.
My balls tighten as I start to sob with pleasure. “Yes. Yes. Fuck, Bennett, so good. Yes, gonna cum. Right there. Fuck!” I scream into the pillow, biting down hard as my body shudders.
Euphoria wraps around me in a tight hold as I cum hard, my cock pulsing in my hand, making a mess underneath me as my cum coats the pillow.
“So damn fucking sexy.” Bennett groans. “Your ass is choking my dick, squeezing me so damn good. Feels amazing. Gonna cum. Gonna fill this ass, until you’re fucking dripping for days.
Be a good little cum slut and take it.” He growls, before thrusting into me roughly one last time.
He buries his cock deep inside me and unleashes.
I feel his cock throb, hot ropes of cum filling me up, just like he said he would.
“Holy fucking shit,” he pants heavily, my own heart racing like a drum, lungs working overtime as I struggle to breathe, the climax so intense I think I might pass out. “That was amazing. Beyond amazing.”
“It was everything,” I breathe out.