Chapter Five #2
There was something meticulous and methodical about the way he pulled off his fleece and reached for the buttons on his shirt, slowly popping them open to reveal a furred chest and a toned torso I wanted to lick.
I bit my lip and wrapped my hand around my cock, stroking myself as he dropped his shirt on the floor and reached for the button on his jeans.
They were already starting to bulge at the crotch, and my mouth watered at the thought of getting him inside me.
Will’s eyes seared into mine as he unbuttoned his jeans, but I tore my gaze away to watch as he began to push them down, taking his underwear with it.
His cock was only half-hard, but fuck, it looked good—flushed and thick in a way I knew would fill me up.
I hadn’t bottomed for a while since Kai hated topping, and it had been too long since I’d been stuffed full.
If I’d been on the fence about letting Will fuck me, I wasn’t any more. I needed him to pound me until I couldn’t think of anything but him, then leave me dripping with his cum.
“Fuck,” I said finally, filling the silent room. “You’re really hot. And you have a really nice dick.”
Will chuckled softly and stepped out of his jeans. For all his teasing about being in a rush, he was happy enough to take his time to get naked with me. “Thanks, I guess.”
I stepped closer and ran one hand across his chest. “You sound like you don’t believe me.”
“I mean, I guess I look all right.”
It was my turn to laugh now. “Trust me, when you’ve seen as many naked men as I have, you learn to be discerning. And you are, like, top ten percent hot.”
“Top ten percent?” he asked wryly.
I smirked and brushed my mouth against his, my other hand reaching between us to grasp his cock and pump it slowly, loving the way it grew hard in my hand. “You’ll get up to five if you know how to use this.”
“I’m honoured.” One hand came up to cup my jaw, keeping me close to him. There was a dark fire burning in his eyes, and it made my breath catch in my throat. “But what makes you think I don’t?”
“I’ve been with a lot of men who think that having a nice dick means they don’t have to do shit,” I said, trying to keep my voice level and like I wasn’t about to drop to my knees to give Will whatever he wanted.
“And I’m really hoping you won’t turn out to be one of them.
I don’t want to be disappointed with what Yorkshire has to offer. ”
Will snorted, his lip curling at the edge. “I think I’d be better off showing you, then,” he said, drawing me closer and into a blistering kiss.
All my thoughts melted away as lust consumed me. My fingers danced across Will’s skin as his lips worked magic on mine, drawing out soft moans and needy groans from deep in my chest. I felt my feet moving as he steered me backwards in the rough direction of the bed.
He broke away and muttered, “How far away is this fucking bed?” I wanted to laugh, but then he leant down and wrapped strong arms around my thighs, lifting me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist as he carried me across the room and up the step I’d forgotten was there before dropping me onto the bed.
“Are you going to join me?” I asked as I looked up at him, drinking in every inch. “Or do I need to start by myself?”
“You can start,” he said. “I was just going to grab lube. Assuming you’ve got some?”
I smirked. “I’m never without it.” I hadn’t actually unpacked, and my suitcase was still where I’d left it. “It’s in the suitcase,” I said. “Do you mind? I can get it if it’s easier.”
“It’s fine.” Will walked over and quickly opened it, following my directions to retrieve the slim, black bottle. “Do you have condoms?”
“I do if you really want them, but I’m on PrEP, and I get tested regularly. It’s your choice.”
“I’m on PrEP too,” Will said as he closed the suitcase and stepped up onto the raised platform, dropping the bottle beside me.
“Good, in that case, you can fuck me raw and fill me up,” I said.
Will groaned, climbing onto the bed and blanketing me with his body. His lips felt like a brand as they trailed down my neck. “Mmm, I can’t wait to be inside you.”
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer to me. “Fuck yes, I need that.” My hand scrabbled on the bed beside me, searching for the lube. I grasped it and practically threw it at his head as I added, “Get the fuck inside me now.”
“Are you always this demanding?” Will asked, plucking the bottle from my hand before resuming trailing kisses across my skin, completely ignoring my demands. Was he intent on torturing me or something? I couldn’t complain, though, because I was loving every second.
“Usually, I don’t have to be.”
“You always get what you want then?”
“Yes. And I’m not used to having to ask twice.”
“Mmm, you know you can’t push me around, don’t you, posh boy?”
I grinned because I had definitely realised that, but I wasn’t going to admit it. As much as I loved being thrown around, I adored bringing men to their knees. “I bet you’d love it if I did,” I said.
Will chuckled darkly, circling his hips and grinding his cock against mine, making me moan. “Keep telling yourself that.”
“I will. Now can you please just fucking fuck me?”
“If it’ll shut you up, then yes.” Will sat up and ran a hand down my thigh. “Roll over.”
I happily complied, rolling onto my stomach and pushing my ass into the air.
My cock was achingly hard and dripping precum onto the sheets as I reached one hand back to slowly stroke myself.
The lube bottle clicked, and I groaned as a cool, slick finger pressed against the sensitive rim of my hole.
Will pressed kisses to my cheeks as he circled my entrance before pushing one finger inside.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “More. Give me more.”
“In a minute,” Will said as he gently slid his finger all the way in before starting to pump it in and out. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“That’s very chivalrous, but you won’t. Seriously. Just give me another.” It was sweet that he wanted to be careful, but I wasn’t going to break. It wasn’t like I was asking him to suddenly start fisting me.
Either Will couldn’t be bothered to keep arguing, or he didn’t mind me bossing him around as much as he’d said because a second later I felt the soft, sweet burn of him sliding another finger in.
I groaned, gripping my cock tightly as I pressed back onto him.
Will moaned softly as I began to rock my hips, fucking his fingers and taking them as deep as I could.
“Fuck, you have a nice ass,” he said in an almost reverent tone as he ran his hand down my back.
“I know. You should get your cock in me,” I said, squeezing my hole around his digits and making him groan. “It’ll feel so fucking good.”
“Do you want another finger first?”
“No,” I said. “You can fuck me.”
I stilled my hips as he pulled his fingers out, a shiver running across my skin as he drizzled more lube onto my hole.
The bed dipped as he moved closer, his hand gripping my hip as he guided me back onto his cock.
I moaned, grasping my own erection tightly as Will’s cock breached me, sliding deep inside.
He went slowly, giving my body time to adjust as he filled me, and by the time I felt his balls against my ass, I was ready for more.
Will gasped as I began to roll my hips, fucking myself on his perfect cock. His fingers dug into my skin as I milked his shaft, angling my hips so his dick tagged my prostate with every thrust and squeeze. Pleasure burned through me, and I chased the sensations with every move of my body.
“Shit,” Will groaned. “Jamie… Fuck… that feels…”
“Yeah? Like me milking your cock like this?” I asked, twisting my head to watch the way desire and enjoyment etched themselves into Will’s expression. “Like how good my tight hole feels around you?”
“Yes… Fuck… God, you feel incredible.”
“Mmm, so do you. Told you you had a nice dick,” I said with a groan as I thrust backwards. Will grasped my hips, pulling me all the way onto him and holding me in place for a moment while circling his hips.
“Fuck!” I cried. “Do that again.”
Will let out a low moan and circled his hips again, his cock rubbing over my sweet spot and making my dick jerk in my hand. “Like that?”
“Yes! Just like that.” I gripped my cock tightly and started to jerk myself hard. “Now fuck me. Just fucking pound me.”
Will gave a deep, tentative thrust like he was testing the waters to make sure it wasn’t too much.
I groaned, pushing back harder, practically begging for more.
He seemed to get the idea because he held my hips tightly and started to fuck me so perfectly I thought I was seeing stars.
God, he really did know how to use that gorgeous cock of his, and it was made even better by the way he sweetly did as he was told.
There was something there for me to think about, except not at that moment because I could barely remember my name.
All I heard was the sound of skin on skin mixed with my own moans and Will’s deep grunts as he pounded me hard and deep, sending endless waves of heat through me until my whole body felt hotter than the sun.
Sweat dripped down my skin, and my muscles burned as I jerked my cock, desperate for release.
“Will!” I cried out as every one of my muscles tightened, raw pleasure consuming me as my dick pulsed in my hand, shooting thick ropes of cum across the soft, white sheets.
I heard Will curse, but his voice sounded far away. Every desperate thrust he made drew out my orgasm until I could barely tell what universe I was in, then, just as it was on the verge of too much, Will gave one final, perfect thrust and growled out his release, filling me with his load.
“Mmm,” I hummed, stretching my arms out in front of me and arching my back. “That was…”
“Fun?” Will supplied, his voice hoarse and breathless as he released my hips. He pulled out gently before leaning down to press a kiss to my spine. It was such a sweet gesture it momentarily stunned me.
“Yeah, that works.” I sighed happily as I felt his cum start to trickle out of my hole, running down my thighs in a way I’d always loved.
It just satisfied some deep need within me, an itch that occasionally I desperately needed scratched.
I rolled over and flopped down onto the mattress, looking over at Will who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. “I take it you enjoyed it too?”
“I did,” he said. “Thanks. I needed that.”
“My absolute pleasure.” I stretched again, lazily thinking I needed to shower before I fell asleep.
“What are your plans for the rest of the night?” Will asked, standing up and helping himself to a tissue from the decorative box beside the bed.
“I don’t know. Shower. Food. I might see if they do room service. Then sleep.”
Will nodded and wandered over to start collecting his clothes. “And tomorrow?”
“I don’t know. I suppose I should find something to do rather than just staying in bed. Especially since I’ve come all this way.” I hadn’t really made any plans beyond getting there, and while I’d vaguely thought about having a wander around the town, that was about as far as I’d gotten.
“You should go up to the Castle,” Will said. “Town’s nice too. A lot’s closed this time of year, but it’s still worth exploring. Go for a walk on the beach or out on the moors if we don’t get more snow. Don’t just sit here.”
There was an earnestness to his voice that couldn’t be ignored, and it made something in my chest clench. It was a request I couldn’t say no to.
“Okay,” I said, watching as he dressed himself. “I promise I’ll explore.”
“Good.” He gave me a warm smile that made my chest even tighter. Then he reached for his boots and pulled them on, the picture of well-fucked decorum. He gave me another smile as he headed for the door. “See you around, posh boy.”
I watched him go, tucking the evening’s events into my memory.
I really hoped he meant it.