Chapter Twenty-Eight #2
“Mmm, yes… You can, fuck, you can go harder,” Jamie groaned, lifting his hips to push his cock deeper into my mouth. “Fuck, I… I want it a little rough. Use your nails. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”
I hummed around his cock, slowly sliding my nails across the sensitive skin of his balls, pressing just a little harder than I’d ever normally consider.
Jamie moaned loudly, a shiver of delight running through him.
I did it again, then tugged them, using my other hand in combination with my mouth to jack and tease his dick until Jamie was writhing in pleasure underneath me.
“More,” he said. “Will, I need more.”
“Tell me what you want,” I said, letting his cock slide out of my mouth.
“Eat my ass and get me ready for you. I fucking need you inside me.”
“As you wish,” I said with a wink as I lowered my head to run my tongue down his taint.
From somewhere above me, Jamie chuckled affectionately.
Then he gasped and swore as I flicked my tongue across the puckered skin of his hole, teasing and sucking it until it relaxed enough for me to press the tip of my tongue inside.
Reaching out, I fumbled for the bottle of lube, trying to remember where I’d put it. My fingers met Jamie’s, and he caressed my hand, sending a little burst of heat across my skin before pushing the bottle into my searching fingers.
I clicked it open, pouring some out. I was sure it went half onto my fingers and half onto the bed, but I didn’t care. I was too busy showing the man in front of me how much I adored him to worry about spilt lube. Especially when the sheets were going to need changing anyway.
“Oh fuck, yes!” Jamie moaned as I carefully pressed a slick finger into him alongside my tongue, trying to avoid getting too much lube in my mouth since I hated the taste. “Don’t go slow. Please, Will, just give me more.”
I looked up at him and grinned as I started to pump the single digit in and out of his tight ass. “Does the please mean I get an option?” I asked teasingly.
“No,” Jamie said. “I’m just being polite.”
“That’s not like you. Usually, you’re just a bossy brat.”
“And you find it hot as fuck, so do as you’re told and give me another.” Jamie groaned happily as I did as I was told and pushed another finger into him, starting to stretch him open. I added my tongue, sliding it between my fingers to tease the sensitive skin and pressing kisses wherever I could.
I pumped my fingers in and out, working them faster and harder and curling the tips to rub them over his prostate, making him gasp and moan and thrust back onto me.
My cock was achingly hard between my legs, but I didn’t want to touch myself.
I didn’t trust myself not to try to get myself off, and I wanted to save all my desperation for Jamie.
“Fuck me,” Jamie said. His hands were still on my head, and he tugged my hair to pull me towards him. I went willingly, letting my fingers slide out of him as I moved up his body. I rested my hands on either side of his head, kissing him slowly so he could taste himself on my tongue.
“How do you want me?”
“Like this.” He lifted his hips again, wrapping his legs around my waist like he’d done when we’d first been making out. “I want you right here, where I can see you. I want to watch your face and kiss you as you give yourself to me. I want to watch you fall apart.”
I groaned and nodded, unable to think of a response before he was kissing me again.
Getting a hand between us was awkward, but I managed to grasp my shaft and press the swollen head of my cock to his hole.
Jamie groaned into my mouth as I slid slowly into him, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm me.
He nipped my bottom lip, each of his kisses a raging inferno of need.
“God, fuck! Your cock feels so fucking perfect inside me,” Jamie said.
“Love being inside you,” I said, my lips pressed against his as I began to rock my hips. He was so fucking tight and hot, and I’d forgotten just how perfect he felt around me.
I fucked him slowly at first, giving both of us a chance to adjust, but with every thrust, I felt my patience stretching out like a rubber band.
And eventually it snapped.
“Yes! Fuck yes, Will. Give it to me!” Jamie cried out as I snapped my hips forward, power and control in perfect balance as I gave him everything I had. My muscles started to tremble as I fucked him deep and hard, pouring all my love and lust into every move.
All I wanted was to make Jamie happy. To give him the pleasure he craved and deserved.
I reached down with one hand to adjust his hip, lifting his legs around my waist so I could fuck deeper into him. It meant I could adjust the angle of my thrusts, and Jamie cried out as I began to hammer his prostate, the sound of his pleasure filling the room and driving me wild.
His words melted into moans as he clutched at me, burying his face in my neck as I sent him higher, his cock trapped between our bodies.
Wild desire coursed through me, overtaking all my senses.
Heat flooded my muscles, and I felt my balls starting to tighten.
I was so close, but I needed to make Jamie come.
That was what I’d been told to do, and that was all I wanted.
“Touch yourself,” I said. “I want to feel you come.”
“Just, fuck, just keep doing that,” Jamie said, his voice messy and breathless. “I… fuck, Will… Just there. Oh fuck, don’t you dare fucking stop.”
I wasn’t planning on it. My whole body was burning, but I held on with everything I had left, thrusting deep into Jamie and giving him everything he wanted.
Jamie cried out, his fingers scrabbling at the back of my neck and digging into the skin. His body tensed underneath me, and I felt his release coat my skin as his channel tightened around me, milking my cock and making it impossible to hold back.
“Jamie,” I growled, losing all sense of pace and rhythm as I chased my release.
“Come for me, Will,” Jamie said, sounding utterly wrecked as he peppered my neck with kisses.
Those words were all it took to send me hurtling over the edge, still wrapped in his arms.