Chapter 5 #2
“No. Whatever you’re thinking, stop it. You deserve me, and you deserve the chance to explore things you might like in the bedroom, even if one of those things is your best friend.
He wants you, Luke. This isn’t one-sided.
Don’t feel ashamed of the things you want because there’s nothing wrong with those things.
Being with him changes nothing, and if you’re still unsure about taking more steps with him, I’m happy to help you explore the physical things while you get comfortable.
If you can get some confidence with me, then maybe asking Jensen to take things further won’t be so daunting. ”
“I don’t know what to do,” he answered tightly, thankfully stepping closer to rest his forehead on mine. “Tell me what to do.”
“Do you want to try the finger thing?”
“Sort of.”
“Yes or no. I’ll be slow if you do, but I won’t do it unless you’re sure.”
He closed his eyes, seeming to think about it for a moment before opening his eyes again.
“I want to.”
“Okay. Um, maybe lie on the bed on your back?” I said thoughtfully, trying to figure out the best way to do this. I honestly had no idea how to ease him into backdoor stuff, especially when he was so freaked out by it.
He double-checked that the door was locked before doing as I asked, and he frowned when I took the lube from the drawer before straddling him reverse cowgirl, giving him my back.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re going to do this in a less scary way,” I explained, trying to tuck my legs under his so his legs were spread as I carefully sank over his cock. “I’ll ride you, and from this position I can use a finger too.”
“What if it hurts?”
“It’s going to feel really weird at first, I won’t lie. It won’t hurt though, trust me.”
His breathing was choppy as I started rolling my hips, and I waited until he’d relaxed a little before opening the lube and putting some on my finger. His legs tensed, and for a moment, I thought he was going to shove me off him.
I glanced over my shoulder to find his eyes squeezed shut, and I gave his thigh a gentle pat.
“Hey, look at me. We can stop.”
He opened his eyes, desperation in their depths.
“Keep looking at me?” he asked, his hands finding my waist. “Please?”
“I can try it by feel,” I promised, blindly moving my hand down to his balls before dropping a little lower. He tensed hard when my slick finger reached his ass, and I kept brushing it back and forth without pushing inside. “Slow, remember? I’m not going to be rough.”
I held his gaze like he asked as I started easing the tip in, stopping and going back to toying with the outside whenever he looked ready to have a panic attack. It took a few times before he melted into the bed as I rolled my hips, my finger going a little deeper this time.
“You want more, baby?” I asked softly as I studied him, his cheeks flushing slightly.
“Yeah. Just a little.”
I pushed a little more, his hands flexing on my waist as I took my time working my finger inside, a gasp leaving him once I had it all of the way in and curled my finger slightly.
“Oh, do that again,” he said curiously, his body jerking slightly when I did as he wanted. “That. Keep doing it.”
The more he relaxed, the more I could, and I knew he was getting into it when he gently nudged me forward so I was holding myself up with one hand on the bed as I rocked forward and back onto him.
He pulled his legs back and groaned as I pushed a little deeper into his ass, his toes curling a fraction.
“I’m going to come,” he choked out, almost sounding surprised when it hit him. He jerked, slamming his arm across his mouth to try and muffle the sounds leaving him, and I slowed my finger as I kept grinding. “Jesus, baby. Stop.”
I grinned, peering over my shoulder at him as I stopped torturing him, his dick starting to soften.
“Oh? Was that intense?”
“You know it was,” he huffed, his body like jelly as he made zero effort to move. “Give me a second and I’ll get you off.”
“You can lie there while I get myself off, if you want,” I offered, rolling my hips as his dick hardened a little again.
“You’re going to make yourself come for me?” he asked, dropping his legs down and propping his head up with his arm so he could watch. “Turn around so I can see you.”
I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel completely confident touching myself with an audience, it was awkward, but Lukas had just been vulnerable with me, so I was happy to push myself a little too.
“It will make a mess.”
“I don’t care.”
As expected, the second I lifted off him to turn, cum leaked out of me and down my thighs.
“You have no idea what that does to me,” he murmured, his eyes fixated on my pussy as I got into position, sliding back down his length with ease, thanks to his cum.
“The fact you’re hard again kind of gives me an idea,” I chuckled, leaning forward to give him a kiss.
I fucked him slow for a while, the need building inside me, and when I leaned back for him to get a better view, I almost faltered from the look on his face.
“Use my cum on your clit. Lean back a little more for me. Fuck, like that,” he groaned, my fingers working faster to do what he wanted.
I used my feet to bounce better, sweat coating my skin as I went faster until my legs refused to move anymore and I was just grinding down on him as I came hard.
I collapsed on his chest, his arms going around me as he gently thrust up.
“I’m close to coming again,” he chuckled, his lips pressing against the top of my head as he kept rocking into me. “Can you take a little more?”
My limbs wouldn’t work, but I lifted my head so I could kiss him, silently asking for more.
It was soft and unhurried, our bodies grinding together until he found his release, and despite his limbs not working properly either, he managed to carry me back into the bathroom to wash me again.
Jensen
We’d finished breakfast by the time Lukas and Rory wandered in, a mix of amusement and jealousy burning inside me. It was obvious what they’d been doing, they both had a blissed-out look on their faces, and I had to silently remind myself that we all needed our own time alone with each other.
“Nice of you to join us,” Caden said dryly, clicking his fingers and earning the stink eye from Rory as the chef appeared with their breakfast and coffee.
Skeeter was watching me, most likely to try and find my reaction to being left out of their fun, but I refused to give it to him. I could be with both of them without being glued to them all the time, even if it sucked a little.
Rory was tugged onto Tyler’s lap to eat, and I fought not to reach out and touch Lukas when he sat beside me with his food. I wanted to kiss him, but he’d flip out and punch me, so I kept my hands and lips to myself.
Lusting after him was strange, I’d never had to hold myself back from someone before.
“What’s the plan for the day?” Rory asked between bites of her waffles. She glanced around at all of us, knowing we’d had time to figure it out without them.
“Heading to the mall,” Caden answered, and Skeeter scrunched his nose. He didn’t want to go, hanging around a mall with a bunch of rich kids was a little below him, but he wanted to spend time with Rory.
Rory frowned, not understanding. “To do what? Do you need something?”
“Rich assholes just wander for the fun of it,” Skeeter answered, giving her a knowing look.
“That’s dumb,” she said bluntly, and Tyler laughed.
“C’mon, babe. It’s fun. We can sit around and talk shit about people.”
“I can do that from home,” she sighed, motioning to Skeeter. “Aren’t there fights on today?”
“If there was, I wouldn’t be sitting here having this conversation,” he grunted, pulling his phone out to text while continuing. “Half my guys are busy, so we can’t even host member fights for funsies.”
“Bossman doesn’t need you to lick his balls while he plays big man today?” she deadpanned, making his eyes narrow.
“Bite me.”
“Come here then,” she grinned, snapping her teeth at him.
They bickered, and I was a little surprised when I felt a hand on my thigh and turned to find Lukas still eating his breakfast with pink-tinged cheeks. I wasn’t sure if it was permission to touch him, so I hesitated before sliding my hand into his to give it a gentle squeeze.
He didn’t pull away, so I made sure not to draw attention to it as I refocused on Rory and Skeeter. They were still bickering, but Caden was eyeing us knowingly, raising an eyebrow at me.
I shot him a warning look to keep his mouth shut, not wanting him to embarrass Lukas, and he rolled his eyes as if my lack of trust in him was silly. He loved taunting Lukas, so my concern was valid.
Thankfully, he didn’t mention it and focused on Rory and Skeeter complaining about rich kid shit.
“You can’t just walk around a mall all day for entertainment. I suppose you get ice creams and swap sex stories?” Rory asked as she eyed Caden, a grin spreading across his face.
“Sometimes. Don’t really need to swap sex stories now though since we’re all present and already know what happened. Unless you and Luke want to share your morning with us?”
“I came twice,” Lukas said as he pushed his plate back, letting go of my hand to cross his arms. “Not much else to tell.”
“Didn’t know you had it in you,” Skeeter scoffed.
“We’re not talking about this,” Rory huffed, draining her coffee.
“Why not? I want all the details,” Tyler whined, kissing the back of her neck. “We can reenact it if that’s easier?”
She elbowed him lightly, turning in his lap to face Caden. “You’d better be buying lunch then if you’re dragging me out to stare at stores I’m too broke to shop in.”
“Done.”
“And Skeet,” she added, giving Skeeter a glance. He gave her an encouraging thumbs up and a nod, making me snort.
“We’ll make sure you’re both fed and don’t starve to death,” I assured them, Skeeter giving me the side-eye.
“None of that avocado focaccia shit either. I want real food.”
“That was a big word for you,” I cooed, laughing when he tossed a fork at me.
“For that comment, Rory rides with me.”
“I was going to anyway,” she chuckled, making Tyler pout as she stood.
“Why aren’t you coming with me?”
“I haven’t gotten to yell at Skeet for yesterday yet,” she said with a straight face, giving the man in question a dirty look. “You didn’t think I’d forgotten, right?”
“Kind of hoped you had, to be honest,” he muttered, flipping Caden off when he snickered.
We all headed outside once we were ready to go, and I was relieved when Lukas instantly walked towards my Lamborghini without prompting.
He was quiet until we were shut inside, and I went to speak when he blurted out, “Rory fingered my ass.”
I blinked at him for a second as I started the car, needing a second to process that random piece of information.
“Did you like it?” I asked, figuring it was the safest question.
“I came so hard I thought I was going to pass out,” he admitted, and I couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped out.
“Yeah, it can be surprisingly intense when you’ve never done it before. The first time I let a girl do that to me, I came like a fire hose and almost drowned her. Did she offer to do it or did you ask?”
Caden and Tyler drove off in the Challenger, Skeeter’s McLaren following behind. I drove after them, Lukas’ hand moving to my thigh.
“I asked. Well, I asked then freaked out, but she talked me back into it. She’s really great for that,” he mumbled awkwardly. I glanced over to find him staring out the window, knowing he was probably struggling to talk about this out loud.
“She is. You don’t have to tell me more if you don’t want to, you know? Whatever this is between us doesn’t mean you owe me explanations for everything you two do together,” I assured him, his fingers flexing on my thigh.
“I want to tell you. I figured if she did it and I liked it, maybe I could work towards more stuff with you. If I hated it, I knew not to take this further with you and waste your time.”
“You’re not wasting my time. You forget that I’m figuring things out right alongside you. I know I’m less bothered by it, but I’m still anxious about taking things further,” I promised, his head turning to look at me.
“Really?”
“Of course. I feel like a virgin all over again. I don’t know what I’m doing, dude.
It’s all trial and error with me too, I just dive head-first into it, unlike you.
I’m still confused and nervous though. I want more, but I’m not ready to go all the way like that yet.
I like the smaller things for now while we see where this goes, okay? There’s no rush.”
The relief on his face made me feel like an asshole.
He thought I just wanted to fuck and fall into a regular relationship or something?
“I’m really scared of your dick going in my ass,” he said with a nervous laugh, relaxing more as I snorted.
“You’ve seen your dick, right? I’m scared too.”
“At least you’ll try new things and not freak out. You blew me. I’m not even ready to try that on you yet.”
“So? I’m just happy that you touch me,” I grinned, feeling his attention on me as I kept my eyes ahead.
“Don’t push harder than you’re willing. I’m happy to take it at a slow pace.
If you decide you want me to use my fingers on you or something, we can go there next.
If not, I’m happy to mess around like last time. ”
“Your fingers are bigger.”
“Work up to it. No rush,” I reminded him, pausing for a moment before adding, “Maybe you can do it to me first until you warm up to the idea of me doing it to you.”
“I liked messing around with Rory there.”
“We can do things with her there if it makes you relax a little. Whatever you want to do, I’m okay with,” I smiled, threading his fingers through mine.
He was quiet for a while, processing the conversation as I drove in comfortable silence, and then he was unbuckling his seat belt and leaning over to kiss me. It wasn’t a quick peck, it was a full-on kiss, one that I didn’t want to stop but would crash the damn car if I didn’t pull over.
I managed to keep one eye on the road as I slowed and pulled over, fumbling for the emergency brake so I could give him my full attention.
One of his hands went into my hair, and I groaned as his tongue teased mine. I couldn’t exactly pull him onto my lap, but I slid an arm around him to keep him close, hoping he didn’t freak out when he snapped out of it.
Thankfully, he pulled back and glanced around in a daze. “When did you pull over?”
“When you started eating my face in traffic,” I teased, leaning back to watch him. “You good?”
“You make me crazy,” he huffed, adjusting his tented pants.
“Good,” I chuckled, reaching over to grab his seat belt. “Put this back on. The others will worry if we don’t show up soon.”
I buckled him in before removing the brake, pulling back onto the road with a stupid smile on my face.