Chapter 16 Shane #3
“Huh?” I blink at him as the world goes a bit duller. “Really?”
He gives me a smirky grin that sends another rush of tingles through me. “Not a top. It’s true that I’ve only topped, but that’s only because I’ve never met anyone I wanted to top me, not because I’m against it.”
“And you want me to top you? Are you sure?”
He huffs out a laugh and rocks his hips, reminding me to keep stroking. “I’m sure.”
“Really? Wow.”
“Do you want to top me tonight?”
I pause, but quickly shake my head. “Not tonight. I wanna feel you in me again.”
“How about you feel me in your mouth, then you can feel my dick in your ass.”
I lean down way too eagerly and bring him into my mouth.
It’s a bit awkward, and it feels strange, but that’s only because it’s new, and I slowly move down his length, drawing a little bit of him into my mouth at a time.
His soft groan sends more of those bubbly tingles through me, and I moan around his length when his taste dances on my tongue. It’s salty and musky, and there’s an undertone of something that I can’t really describe, but it’s amazing and makes me want more.
I pop off him and lick my lips. “You still taste good.”
His eyes darken, and he threads one hand in my hair. I’m expecting him to yank me down and maybe jam his dick down my throat, but he’s gentle as he guides me back onto his dick and into a steady rhythm that isn’t too deep or hard.
More of those tingles wash over me, and I close my eyes as I get used to the feeling of having Jace’s dick in my mouth.
“You like that?” he asks in a rumbly voice that makes my entire body tighten with need.
I lift my eyes to his and slowly sink down until my throat spasms around him as my gag reflex is triggered, but instead of pulling off him, I let him feel it while I choke and cough around his girth.
Jace’s low groan is like music to my ears, and seeing his eyes roll back with pleasure is satisfying on a level I’m not ready, or sober enough, to examine.
I hold him there for a few more beats, then quickly pull off so I don’t embarrass myself.
He gives me a chance to drag in a few sucking breaths, then yanks me back down on his cock and starts rolling his hips as he fucks my mouth in long, steady glides.
Not taking my gaze off him, I watch through hazy eyes as he uses me, his face twisting with pleasure and the hottest sounds falling from his lips.
Jace was right. You don’t have to submit to someone to suck their dick or let them fuck you, and even though he’s the one using me, I feel weirdly empowered.
“You want my cock inside you?” he asks in that sexy rasp that I’ll never get tired of.
I can’t answer or even nod with him using my mouth like a sex sleeve, so I grab his ankle and squeeze hard.
He chuckles and gives my hair a tug as he gently pulls me off him.
“Undo your pants,” he says in his growly voice.
I immediately obey and rip my pants open.
“Stand up.”
I nearly fall on my face in my haste to get to my feet, but instead of laughing at me, Jace just looks me up and down and does that thing where he bites his lip and drags his teeth over it.
“That’s so not fair,” I tell him.
“What’s not fair?” He stands so we’re toe-to-toe.
“How sexy you are.”
The corner of his mouth lifts in a smirk. “You think I’m sexy?”
I roll my eyes. “Duh. You’re like the hottest person to ever exist.”
“I think that’s the first compliment you’ve ever given me.”
I grin. “Didn’t want you to get an even bigger head than you already have.”
“And what would you say if I told you I think you’re the hottest person to ever exist?” He gives me one of his trademark smirks.
I snort-laugh. “I’d say you’re wrong, but I’ll take the compliment.” I look down at our exposed cocks. “Our dicks are out.”
“They are.”
“My intrusive thoughts are telling me to start a sword fight.”
“How about you take your clothes off and lay down on the bed instead?”
“Like all of them? Not just my pants?”
“All of them.” He rakes his gaze down my body, and the naked lust and desire in them makes my entire body tighten. “I want to see all of you.”
The world is a bit wobbly as I strip off my clothes and drop them in a pile on the floor. When we’re both naked, I practically dive onto the bed like the overeager moron I am.
“Scoot up a bit.”
I do as he says, and he settles between my spread thighs.
“Jesus fuck, you’re hot. How are you this perfect?” I ask, raking my gaze over his body.
“Genetics, a high metabolism, and an inability to sit still.” He pushes my legs up, and I grab my knees without any prompting from him.
“This feels weird,” I say, then let out a low moan as he grips my cock and gives me a long stroke.
“What feels weird?”
“Being in this position.”
“Bad weird?” He gives me a few more strokes.
“No, just weird. Are you going to fuck me like this?”
“Yes.” He cups my balls in his other hand and rolls them around in a way that feels insanely good.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to flip over?”
“No.” He lets go of my cock and gently presses one finger against my hole. “I want to see your face when I sink into you. And I want to watch you come apart on my cock.”
A shiver rips up my spine, and I arch my back as tingles explode on my skin.
“Holy fuck, it’s really kicking in,” I tell him. “I haven’t felt a body high like this in forever.”
“You want to stop?”
“Fuck no.” I let out a weird laugh as my thoughts dull even more. “But I gotta warn you that it’s hard for me to come when I’m high, so it’s not you, it’s me if I don’t.”
His grin goes a bit feral as he pushes his finger inside me. “That sounds like a challenge.”
I’m still stretched and wet from when he fucked me in the bathroom, and I immediately start rocking my hips so I can feel more of him. “Not a challenge, just a fact.”
“Supplies?”
I wave at my bedside table.
He pulls his finger out of me and knee-walks over to retrieve a condom and my bottle of lube.
“I finally get it,” I say as he tears the condom wrapper with his teeth.
“Get what?”
“Why people say that’s so hot.” I let out another weird chortle as more tingles dance over my skin. “The opening a condom with your teeth thing. I never got it, but seeing you do it made me get it.”
He chuckles and rolls the condom on.
“You’re fucking huge,” I tell him, eyeing his dick as he slicks it up with some lube. “Thank fuck I already know it fits because my brain can’t process how it possibly can right now.”
“Do you want my mouth so you can prepare for my monster dick?”
I shake my head and pull my knees up a bit more.
Jace lines himself up, and I remember to breathe out when he starts to push in.
Unlike the first time, I’m still stretched and ready for him, so there’s almost no resistance as he sinks into me on the first pass, stopping when he’s fully sheathed in me.
My groan is loud, and I don’t bother trying to hide the shudder that rips through me when he grips my cock and strokes me in time with his thrusts.
He’s not going hard or fast, and each deliberate and gentle glide lights me up from the inside as he teases me with the perfect amount of pressure. The world around us melts away as the tingles and dull thoughts from the weed mix and mingle with the pleasure from Jace’s expert touch.
Everything is too much and not enough, and I let myself float away on a cloud of pleasure and bliss as Jace gives me exactly what I need.
I know I’m saying stuff, and it’s probably embarrassing, but I’m too far gone to care as he brings me higher and higher, tipping me closer to release as I chase that elusive peak.
Time ceases to exist, and I have no idea whether a few minutes or an hour have passed as he fucks me. All I know is that it feels amazing, and I don’t want him to stop.
Eventually the pleasure shifts into something desperate and all-consuming, and it’s like my body goes into sensory overload as I get so close to finally hitting my orgasm but can’t quite get there.
Jace sort of falls over me, propping himself up with one arm as he slings into me hard and fast, his cock at the perfect angle to drag over my prostate as he works my dick with his magic hand.
I’m babbling and half delirious, but I shift the little brainpower I have left so I can watch his face and how his icy blue eyes are laser-focused on me, like I’m the only person in the world and he’s just as consumed by me as I am by him.
“Come for me,” he whispers. “Show me who this ass belongs to.”
My orgasm explodes out of me, stealing both my breath and my sanity as it feels like my entire body tightens, then releases in a dizzying burst of relief and pleasure.
Jace groans, and I feel his cock pulse as he empties his load into the condom, coming at almost the same time as me as we ride the waves of our orgasms.
At some point, I must have reached up to grab him, because I’m hugging him tight against me when my brain finally comes back online and I’m able to blink my eyes open.
“Holy fuck,” I mumble and let my arms fall on the bed. “You really are a sex god.”
He huffs out a laugh but doesn’t move to get off me. “Glad you think so.”
“My legs are literally shaking,” I tell him. “And my whole body feels like I’m full of champagne bubbles.”
“Are you sure that’s not the blunts?”
“The bubbles probably are, but everything else was all you.”
He rubs his cheek against mine, and I have to stop myself from turning my face to kiss him.
That’s not what we do, and I push the disappointment aside and focus on the fact that he’s still on me, and in me, and enjoy the heavy weight of him pressing me into the mattress.
“Do you feel good too?”
“I’ve never felt better.” He lifts his head and looks down at me. His smile is soft and sweet, and he’s got eye crinkles again that tell me this is definitely one of his real smiles.
My chest squeezes with something I can’t place. I could get used to this, and even though he’s still literally inside me, I already know that not even one more time will be enough to get him out of my system.
Yeah, I’m totally fucked.