Chapter 17 Cole #2
“I’m good, too. And you’re right, if there was something you needed to know, I would have told you long ago.” Reaching across to the bedside table, I grab the bottle of lube and hand it to him. “Just make sure to use a shit ton of this.”
Oak nods his head, laughing loudly. “Okay.” He flicks open the cap, drizzling some onto his fingers. “Hold yourself open for me, baby.”
I do what he says, grabbing under my knees and holding my legs wide for Oakley.
When he asked me to do this last night, I was so worried about what he would think.
Would he be bothered by what he saw? Would he be aroused?
I was so damn shocked when he started eating me out, and as much as I want him to do that now, I don’t have the patience.
Oak’s lubed-up fingers reach my rim, pausing slightly before he enters me.
The intrusion feels tight, but it’s not unwelcome.
Closing my eyes, I relax my body, letting him take me to new heights.
He works me open for a few minutes, and I know he’s trying to take his time and make sure I’m ready, but I’m growing extremely impatient.
“I’m ready,” I whisper, as I open my eyes and look at him. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
Knowing we’re so close to doing this, he leans closer to me, and my body shivers.
He places the head of his cock at my entrance and freezes in place.
I lean up on my elbows, giving him a kiss and silently letting him know that everything is going to be okay.
After he withdraws from my kiss, he pushes himself in slowly, my body falling to the mattress at his intrusion.
“Fuck,” I grunt, not used to this. Damn. His cock is so much bigger than his fingers. But I want this. I want all of him. Relaxing my body, I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to me.
Resting his forehead against mine, we breathe one another in. Holy shit, having Oakley inside of me is something indescribable. He’s not moving; we’re both stuck in place, getting used to each other but I’m still loving every second of this.
“Oh my god,” Oak pants, slowly pulling out before pushing back in. “Please tell me you’re liking this. I would hate to know that you’re not enjoying this as much as I am.”
“It feels so fucking good,” I moan, rocking my body slightly, hoping he’ll take the hint and move more. “Keep going. You can thrust a little more, though,” I suggest when he’s still not moving.
“I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’ll let you know if you’re hurting me. So, unless I say that, fuck me, Oakley. Show me what I’ve been missing out on.”
My words release a beast in him, because he fucks me wildly, my frame scooting up the bed with each thrust. Fuck!
I grip his shoulders, trying to find leverage as Oak loses himself in my hole.
His gaze is zeroed in on where he’s disappearing into my body, and I wish I could see what he’s seeing.
He grabs my legs, wrapping them around his waist, before his hands grab hold of my hips.
“You feel so fucking good,” he grunts, sweat forming all over his body. God, he’s beautiful this way. His pupils are dilated with lust; the light sheen of sweat looks as though he’s glittering, and his arms are flexing from how hard he’s fucking me. So fucking beautiful. And all mine.
“Touch yourself,” he commands, grabbing one of my hands and putting it on my cock. “I need you to come, Cole. I’m so fucking close, and I know I won’t last much longer.”
Stroking myself roughly, I fuck into my hand as Oak fucks my ass, chasing my orgasm.
Sex has never been like this before. It’s exhilarating.
The tingles spreading throughout my body, the tightness in my stomach, and how fucking turned on I am.
From the intense feeling I have, I could come and probably come again five seconds after.
My hand squeezes my cock, trying to stop my orgasm from coming, but it’s too tight.
My balls draw up tight as my dick shoots all over my hand.
Oakley’s eyes drop to my cock, causing him to falter slightly before he picks up steam and fucks into me wildly.
It only takes a few thrusts until Oak is freezing in place, filling me with his cum.
He grabs his dick as he pulls out of me slowly, my body wincing as it feels the loss of him.
We’re staring at one another, neither of us saying a word.
Holy shit, I can’t believe we just did that.
Sex has never been like that for me. I can’t wait for us to do it again, but right now all I care about is putting my lips on his.
Oak drops his body on top of mine, and I grab his head, pulling him toward me.
We spend the next few minutes making out, our tongues tangled together, our bodies intertwined.
“Thank you.” I say when we finally detach from one another. Fuck, he doesn’t realize what he’s just done for me. Being able to experience sex this freely, realizing that I can be a sexual person. I only needed the right person to bring it out in me.
He stares at me quizzically, raising one eyebrow. “For what?”
“For showing me what sex could be like. For being so careful with me, but also fucking me so damn good.”
“You don’t regret it?”
I climb onto his body, resting my arms across his chest. “Hell no. I want to do it again.”
“Trust me,” he says, grabbing a chunk of my ass. “Now that we’ve started, I don’t plan to stop.”