38. Orion #3
He’s warm inside. So warm. So hot. So snug and smooth and tight that it makes me moan.
I don’t mean a small moan. I don’t mean a sound that could be explained away.
I mean that my head drops back, every muscle in my body tenses, and I moan.
I moan for the ages. For things I’ve spent my life wanting.
For a man I’ve pined for. But most of all, most of all, I moan because he’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
When I’m sure he’s ready, I pull out, squeezing the tips of my middle and ring fingers together, and slide them into him slowly.
His breath catches. His eyes find mine. My fingers move through delicate tissue, tight pressure that goes lax when I penetrate him and flutters when I withdraw.
Softening and sucking me in a little more with each pass.
I watch my fingers as they disappear and reappear with an intensity that has mass.
It’s beautiful and unspeakably sexy. Beautiful and completely riveting.
I love how he feels inside, and I love being the one who gets to touch him like this, but most of all, I love how he reacts to what I’m doing to him.
His eyes slide shut when I push in deep.
He takes a breath that looks almost like pain, but when he releases it, he does so on the back of a groan that comes from Earth’s core.
His hips rock when I move inside him, and his cock leaks on his belly.
When I’ve had my fill of gawking at him taking my fingers, I pull almost all the way out and slide back in carefully, beckoning tentatively when my second knuckle sinks into him.
His abs clench, taut muscles pulling tight.
His hand grapples with the sheets when I repeat the action, as he searches blindly for something to hold on to.
The next time I do it, he balls the sheet in his hand and throws his head back.
His ass contracts hard, sending a rough tremor through him.
I curl my fingers repeatedly, tapping his gland until he’s thrashing and grunting and his stomach is slick with precum.
I use my free hand to circle his dick at the base, angling it up so I can take it into my mouth.
The sweet-salty taste of him bursts to life on my tongue.
He fills my mouth completely, pushing my tongue down and hitting the back of my throat.
Deeply. I sink down on him with no care for my gag reflex.
I suck him and fuck my fingers into him, and he loves it. He loves it.
“Fuck!” he yells, eyes wild and vacant. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m gonna…”
I start swallowing before he finishes the sentence. I swallow and swallow, gulping him down as he shoots, not stopping until the taste of him has drowned out all my other senses.
Jordan collapses in a heap when the last of the ravages of his orgasm have left him. I look down at him, pleased with myself. He’s a mess, and I’m the one who made him like this. A big, muscled mess that groans and twitches intermittently and struggles to keep his eyes open.
“Give me five minutes,” he mumbles as I curl myself into all of the little spaces around him.
“It’s fine, Jordy. Get some sleep.”
“Sleep? Like hell I will. Imma catch my breath, then you are in for it, boy.”
I giggle because, as threatening as his words sound, his eyes roll back in his head when he speaks and his speech is badly slurred.
“Is that right?” I tease.
“Ng, yeah. I’ng gonna get you good. Gonna make you sit on my face and eat you till you scream.”
Not going to lie, I’m severely turned on by what I just did to him, and the thought of his tongue near my asshole is of more than a little interest to me.
“And then?” I prompt quietly, wrapping my arms around him and snuggling as close to him as I can get. “What are you going to do to me next?”
He cards his fingers through my hair and hums languidly.
“I’m going to open you real nice and slow.
I’m going to stretch you while I eat. Fingers and tongue.
Tongue and fingers. I’m going to do it until you’re begging.
Until you don’t make any sense. Until you can’t remember your name.
” His fingers move through my hair again, knotting and tugging gently at the base of my skull as fragments of energy find their way back to him.
“Then I’m going to fuck you on every surface in this room.
The bed. The desk. The floor. The wall. I’m going to fuck you hard.
So hard you won’t remember what it felt like to be in your body without me.
When your legs give way and you can’t hold yourself up anymore, I’m gonna come in you.
Imma load you up, baby. Fill you to the brim.
Come in you so deep that it will be running out of you at the gym tomorrow. ”
“Jesus.” I let out a little cough and clear my throat.
“It’s going to be epic, O. Believe me, it’s going to be the best night of our lives, but d’you know what?
” He kisses my cheek lightly, lifting my chin and stealing a slow, hungry kiss.
“No matter how good it is, I already know that this right here—being in bed, laughing and talking and cuddling with you—is going to be my favorite part of the day.”