Chapter Nine #2
I pressed my tongue against the tight ring of muscle, slowly teasing it open.
Will groaned, his hips jolting like he was trying to chase the sensation, and when I glanced up, I noticed his head was thrown back and buried in the pillows, one hand fisting the sheets.
I reached for the lube and clicked it open, my patience starting to run thin as I poured some onto my fingers.
Even though I wanted to fuck him, I wasn’t going to rush prepping him.
“Just relax for me,” I said, glancing up at him. “Try to bear down. Hopefully the lube isn’t cold.”
Will gasped as I slowly pressed a finger into him. “Fuck!”
“Good fuck or bad fuck?”
“Good.” He chuckled softly. “That lube is bloody cold, though.”
“Sorry, but take it from someone who knows that you do not want that warming lube anywhere near your ass. It’s like rubbing chilli flakes on your butt.”
Will snorted. “I’ll take the cold one, then.”
“As long as you mean this one and not the one that is supposedly cooling…” I shuddered at that memory, and Will chuckled. “I’m glad you think it’s funny.”
“Wasn’t me who suffered,” he said with a note of dry humour in his voice that made my heart fizz like I’d put too many Haribo Sours on my tongue.
“Your sympathy is appreciated.” I slowly began to work my finger in and out of him, letting Will get used to the feeling.
I adjusted my position so I could keep my eyes on his face, watching his expression for any flash of discomfort, and when I was sure he was ready, I added a second.
Will groaned and pressed back onto my fingers.
“J-Jamie…”
“Yes?” I asked softly, my other hand reaching out to tease his cock. I wrapped my fingers loosely around it, providing just enough sensation to drive him wild but nothing more.
“I need… Please, Jamie… I need you inside me.”
“Patience.” I pressed a kiss to the inside of his thigh. I wasn’t going to rush him because I needed Will to know I could take care of him. That he could let go with me and feel safe. That he didn’t have to do anything for me because everything I wanted I got from doing this.
I made Will take three fingers before I considered fucking him, and by that point, I knew neither of us could take much more.
I slid my fingers gently out of him, kissing the inside of his thigh before tucking my knees under me so I was kneeling between his legs, looking down at the gorgeous man spread out beneath me.
My cock was hard and aching between us, and I quickly added a little more lube to my shaft before guiding it to press against his rim.
“Breathe for me,” I said. “It’s probably going to burn at first.”
“I’ll be fine,” Will said. “I’m not going to break.”
“I know,” I said, leaning down to take his mouth in a soft kiss. “But I don’t want to hurt you. I told you I’d take care of you, and I meant it.”
I sat back so I could watch his face as I pushed inside him at an achingly slow pace. Will exhaled deeply, letting out a deep moan as he took every inch of me. I loved glancing down and seeing my cock inside him. He felt so fucking perfect around me—hot and tight like he was pulling me into him.
“Fuck,” Will said. “That… Fuck, that feels good.”
I smirked. “It’ll feel even better in a second.”
Reaching down, I pulled one of his legs up to rest on my shoulder, allowing me to push deeper into him. Will groaned, his cock jumping against his abdomen as I started to grind into him, using small strokes and rolls of my hips to drive him wild.
I turned my head to kiss his calf, running my hand down his thigh to grip his hip as I began to use longer strokes, pulling nearly all the way out, then driving back in.
I lifted his hip slightly to change the angle and drag him deeper onto my lap, and Will cursed, his head rolling back on the pillows.
“Do you like it when I hit there?” I asked teasingly, repeating the motion over and over to drive my cock against his prostate.
“Yes! Ugh… It… Fuck, it feels so good.”
“Lift your other leg for me.” It was a statement not a question.
Will nodded and lifted his other leg, and I guided it onto my free shoulder before wrapping my arms around him, one on his thighs and one on his calves.
It didn’t allow me the biggest range of movement, but it would allow me to fuck and grind against his sweet spot until he couldn’t breathe.
Sweat dripped down my skin as I focused all my energy on Will’s pleasure.
Time seemed to fall away as I lost myself in him.
I trailed kisses down his legs as I thrust into him over and over, my senses filled with the sound and sight and smell of us.
Heat filled my muscles as my orgasm began to build, the familiar pressure running down my spine as my balls tightened.
“Touch yourself,” I growled as my thrusts grew harder and more erratic. “I need to feel you come.”
Will groaned and nodded, wrapping his hand around his cock and starting to jack himself hard and fast, thrusting up into his grip as he chased his release.
“That’s it,” I said, pulling him deeper onto my cock. “Fucking come for me.”
Will’s eyes were full of desperation as they met mine, his mouth falling open. He cried out as his hole suddenly tightened around me, squeezing my cock as his body stiffened and ropes of cum painted his skin.
“That’s it,” I said, my voice low and rough and full of pleasure as I watched him. “Fuck, you look so good when you come.”
“N-now you,” Will said, gazing up at me with a fucked-out expression that only heightened the heat building inside me. I’d given him that. I’d given him the release he truly needed.
That was all it took to send me hurtling over the edge, growling out my release as I filled him with my cum.