39. Jack
39
JACK
I pick my phone up from the night table and squint at it. Ugh —2:00 in the damn morning, and I’m wide-awake. I shut the screen off and roll onto my back. Bright, silvery moonlight is pouring through the skylight. I exhale a hard breath through my nose, and Bunny rolls over. Shit .
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up,” I say in a hushed voice.
“You didn’t. I woke up a little while ago and can’t fall back asleep,” he replies in a whisper. The moon is bright enough that I see him frown. “Did I wake you up?” he asks.
“Nah. I’ve been awake for a bit now.”
“Why?”
I shrug. “Dunno. What about you? Something on your mind?”
He huffs out a little laugh. “Uh, just kind of everything. Nothing bad!” he adds quickly. “It’s just… there was a lot today. You know?”
My heart sinks when I realize I forgot to ask this earlier. “Mm-hmm. You didn’t safeword tonight.”
“No,” he says, his voice small.
“Was there anything we did —anything that happened tonight that you want to take off the table going forward?”
“Are you going to ask me that every time?” He looks and sounds annoyed. What the hell?
“I don’t know. Maybe. What if I am? Why should it bother you?” He lets out a harsh sigh and I feel my eyebrows creep up. This doesn’t sound good.
“Bunny, I need to know these things. I’ve already told you I can’t read your mind. And you know I have pretty fucking valid reasons for wanting to be totally sure I’m not doing things that you’re not OK with.”
He frowns and bites his lip. “You’re not doing it to fuck with me?”
“To fuck with you? What are you talking about?”
He puts his face in his hands. “I am OK with all the fucked-up, hardcore kinky stuff we’ve done. I want it. I like it.” He’s quiet for a second before he adds, “A lot. And I thought you were trying to embarrass me or make me feel bad by making me admit that.”
“Oh.” I reach out and pull his hands away from his face. “No, I’m not. It’s to reassure me that I’m not pushing you too far.”
Bunny tries to pull his hands back but I tighten my grip and give them a squeeze instead. He drops his head. “You’re not,” he mumbles.
I let go of his hands and give him a kiss on the forehead. “OK. C’mere.” When he rolls onto his side, I drop an arm over him and pull him against my chest.
“You feel good.” He lets out a little purr and grinds his ass against my cock for a little bit, rubbing in small circles until I harden.
“Damn,” I murmur. I position my length between his cheeks before pulling him against my body again, rocking my hips up so my cock slides closer to his hole.
Bunny makes a little noise of arousal. “Really? You want it again?” I snicker. “You insatiable little slut, you.”
He squirms against me. “It’s still kind of sore, but yeah. I want it again, but — but can we do it just like this?”
“Like what?”
“Like, here. With you behind me. Just slow and,I dunno, low-key, maybe? Is that a thing?”
“It can be if you want it to be.” It never occurred to me to do it like this, or that I would like it, but as I reach for the lube, it suddenly sounds really appealing.
I tease Bunny’s hole with my fingers until he starts to squirm, then slide my other arm between my body and the mattress, playing with one of his nipples while I glide my slick cock between his cheeks.
“No fair teasing,” he complains, which makes me laugh a little.
“Thought you wanted it slow.”
“I didn’t mean like that,” he grumbles.
I slide just my cockhead into him and he groans into the pillow, his tight heat clenching around me. “So fucking perfect, every single time,” I say in his ear. “I’m not going to move. I want to feel you push back against me, filling yourself up and fucking yourself on my cock.”
His inhale is a hiss. He pushes back against me, impaling himself on my length slowly.
“That cock feel good stretching you out?” I ask.
“Uh-huh. Oh God , yeah —so good.”
I chuckle. “Even though it’s still a little sore?”
“I think —” Bunny’s breath catches.”I think because it’s a little sore,” he whispers.
“Goddamn.” His words send a pulse of blood into my groin. “You feel how much harder that just made me?” Bunny makes another small sound. “You like knowing it makes my cock hard to hear you whimper in pain? It turns me on to know that my cock stretching you out right now is hurting this tight little hole, and it really turns me on that you pushed yourself back onto my cock because you wanted to make it hurt.”
His hips jerk as he thrusts them back against me and I chuckle. “Thought you said you wanted it slow.”
Bunny moans into the pillow as he fucks himself on my cock. “Don’t laugh at me —I can’t help it. You just do this to me.”
I get an idea and grab the lube again. “Wh-what are you doing?” he picks his head up enough to mumble when he feels me moving.
“I want to give you more. I want to fill you up —stretch out this swollen, worked-over hole. Bet I can get at least one, maybe two of my fingers in there along with my cock.”
“Oh fuck , Jack —” At the hoarse neediness in his voice, I slide the arm that’s underneath him up to encircle his throat, feeling his moans vibrate against my palm as I work a finger into him. When those moans turn into guttural cries, I tighten my grip on his throat, which makes him buck back against me, driving the second finger I’d just started to tease his entrance with deep inside of him all at once.
“ Ohhh — owww , holy shit!” His cry of pain sends another pulse of blood into my cock.
“Is that how you need it? You need this ass I already wrecked once tonight stretched out until it’s just a sloppy mess?” I say in his ear. “Maybe I’ll fuck you like this, huh? Then take my cock out of you and gape you wide with my fingers, keep you so loose you can’t even hold my load inside of this slutty, used-up hole.”
Bunny shudders against me. “Please, Jack,” he gasps. “Please, can I jerk myself?”
It surprises me every time when he asks like this. While I’ve ordered him to wait during scenes before, I’ve never told him generally that he needs permission to come. I love that he’s so submissive that he does it automatically, and his desperate begging right now has me so hot. “Convince me you need it,” I hiss in his ear.
“Please, please Jack. Wanna come so bad. You’ve got me so stretched out and my ass hurts so good right now.” He’s panting for breath, and I can feel the dampness of sweat on his skin when I lower my lips to his neck. “Please, please let me come. Need to feel my hole trying to tighten when I blow my load while your cock is forcing it wide-open.”
I make up my mind. “One condition.”
“Please, Jack. Oh God, anything.”
I laugh wickedly. “You’re not full enough yet.” The way he shivers and whines in response is every bit as hot as I was hoping it would be. “I’m dripping so much precum into your greedy hole right now. Want to fill it up more, though —gonna stuff three fingers along with my cock inside you before I let you get off tonight. And if that’s not enough, I’ll add a fourth —because you don’t get to touch your cock until you’re screaming for me.”
By the time I bury a third finger all the way inside of him, he’s near tears. “Yeah, I’m gonna fuck you just like this,” I breathe in his ear.
“No, Jack —no, you can’t. There’s no room,” he pleads. I catch his earlobe between my teeth and bite down harder this time. When he yelps in pain, I start fucking him, my fingers crowded around my cock.
I’m so close, I know all it’s going to take is for him to start sobbing to send me over the edge. When he does, my orgasm rushes up fast and hard. “Grab your dick,” I pant. “I bet you’ll blow your load in seconds.”
Still, I’m surprised at just how soon it is before he arches his back against me and lets out a wail. His hips lock, plunging my cock and all three of those fingers deep into him. He presses against me, shaking, and that’s all it takes. I come for the second time tonight, riding a wave of pleasure as his ass still clenches around me reflexively, intensifying every pulse as I fill him up.
“ Holy shit,” I gasp out once I can speak again. I slide my cock and fingers out of him.
“Wait.”
“Wait what?”
“Would you just… keep your cock in me? Would you mind?” he asks tentatively. “I know it’ll get soft and slide out eventually, but I want to feel it —want to feel you in me when I fall asleep.”
I frown, turning this over in my mind. My cock is probably still hard enough to penetrate him, but… “You sure you don’t want my fingers there instead? So they can keep you filled and opened up all night long?”
“Fuck,” he murmurs. “Um, yeah. If you don’t mind,” he adds quickly.
I let out a low laugh. “Tell you what. Why don’t you suck them clean for me, then I’ll slide them back inside you until you fall asleep.”
He twists his upper body around, a little smile on his face. “Would you kiss me first?”
It’s so easy to give him what he wants. Especially when it’s what I want, too. He hums with contentment as I sink my tongue into his mouth, but that sound turns into a muffled groan when I break off the kiss to roughly shove all three of those dripping fingers into his mouth.
“You better not get hard again, you dirty slut. You’ve got to go the fuck to sleep already,” I tell him.
“ Mmph .” His tongue snakes in between my fingers, chasing every taste. I grin.
“Good boy,” I say, letting my teeth graze the soft spot at the bend between his neck and his shoulder as I take back my fingers and shove them into his hole with a low moan. “Fuck, this is so hot. I stretched out and pumped such a big load into this sloppy hole, it’s as wet and loose as a cunt.”
He inhales a sharp hiss. I can’t tell if I offended him or turned him on. It’s late, though, and God knows my fingers are the only thing hard enough to penetrate him at this point, so I just file that thought away for later. Bunny pushes his ass back into me and snuggles up around his pillow.
“Mmm, that’s nice. Careful, Jack —you might get me used to falling asleep like this,” he murmurs.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I whisper as I kiss the top of his head. I keep my lips pressed against his hair until his breathing changes and his body grows heavy with sleep.