Chapter 26 #3
Slowly, I nodded. “Yeah, I do. I… um, never bottomed for Raleigh.” Jackson’s eyes blew wide, and I hastily added, “It wasn’t that I didn’t want to, he just wasn’t interested in it, and I was fine with that. But… I-I don’t know. I want it with you.”
His eyes continued to stare, making me want to squirm until I finally blurted, “It’s okay if you don’t.”
Jackson seemed to snap back from his thoughts with my words, and he shook his head.
“No, I want to. I really fucking want to, in fact.” His eyes drifted away for a second as he let out a slow breath like he was trying to gather himself.
“I just don’t want you to feel like you need to do something you’re not ready for or try to force yourself for me. ”
I was already shaking my head as he spoke.
“I know why you might think that, but things are different now. We’re different.
” I’m different, I wanted to say, but I bit back the words.
Things had shifted into place within me today, and I wasn’t sure I could find the words to explain it even with a brain that wasn’t full of sex hormones.
“I experimented before Raleigh, and I enjoyed bottoming. It just wasn’t our dynamic. ”
That seemed to settle something in Jackson because he gave a small nod before leaning in to press a gentle kiss that said so much, and I heard every word.
I trust you. I want this. You mean so much to me. I just want to cherish you and your body.
When he pulled away, the heated gleam was back in his eyes and a lewd smirk on his lips.
“Well, in that case, we need to get you ready, don’t we?” he growled.
Shivers rolled down my spine, and I nodded eagerly, pricks of anticipation going off all over me at the realization it was going to happen. Jackson Arness was going to fuck me.
Both of our cocks had flagged a little from the conversation, but mine perked right back up when Jackson’s hand traveled from my hip to tease at my crack.
“Stroke our cocks, baby, while I play with your hole.” The words were absolute gravel as Jackson growled them near my ear, nuzzling his nose along my jaw and using the hand that had been on our shafts to knead at one of my ass cheeks.
I let out a breathy moan as I gripped us both again, overwhelmed in the best way from all the sensations running through my body. Jackson’s finger ran up and down my crease a few times before he spread me wide to trace that finger along my hole.
Everything felt electric as he swirled the pad of his index finger around the puckered flesh, my breathing picking up right along with my heart rate.
“Mmm… I bet you’re going to be so fucking tight. My fat cock is going to stretch you so good you’re going to be a needy mess for it,” he drawled, low and guttural, making me keen with anticipation.
His responding chuckle was far too sexy, and my dick twitched against his.
“You like the idea of that? Shoving into this tight hole and making you scream?” As he said the words, his finger tapped against my entrance, each touch feeling more charged than anything else I’d ever experienced before.
He hadn’t even put anything inside me yet and I was already hurdling toward the edge.
“Fuck, Jackson, please. Need you. Fuck me, please,” I pleaded, dropping my head against his shoulder as I struggled to keep my breathing even.
“Love you like this for me.” He hummed, and I was ready to start sobbing if it’d get him to do more when he kissed my cheek and asked, “Do you have lube?”
It took a second for my lust-drunk brain to catch up to the words, but when they did, I chewed my lower lip. “I think there’s a bottle in my nightstand. But I don’t know how old it is.”
“Where’s your room?” he asked. Without thinking, I gestured with my chin to the door just across from me on the other side of the house.
“I’ll go look,” he murmured, and before I had the ability to protest or do much of anything else, Jackson shifted us and pulled away, moving me so I was bent forward over the kitchen table with my legs kicked wide and ass on full display.
My cheeks heated instantly, feeling the cool air on my exposed hole, and a frisson of embarrassment and excitement swirled in my belly.
“I want you to stay just like this for me while I go look for it,” Jackson breathed above me, and I nodded as I rested my forehead on my crossed arms under me. He dropped a quick kiss against the back of my neck before the tap of his boots against the hardwood receded.
It felt like a lifetime as I stood there waiting, but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. When I heard him walking back, everything in me sparked back to life, anticipation making my cock jerk between my spread legs.
“I found the bottle, but it’s expired, baby…”
His words made my stomach drop out from under me, and I was sure the distress was written all over my face as I glanced at him. Instantly, Jackson tried to reassure me.
“It’s okay. I have a packet in my wallet. I was just hoping to have more than that to get you ready considering how long it’s been since you’ve bottomed. But I think I’ve got an idea to make sure you’re nice and loose before I fuck you.”
My whole body thrummed as he spoke, and when he moved behind me and squatted down, everything in me clenched with desire.
Jackson’s rough hands ran over the globes of my ass, the scrape of his callouses making flames dance in their wake.
I was on fire, scorched and burning, but when the first puff of his warm breath came against my hole, I somehow combusted even more.
“Oh, fuck…” I groaned, dropping my head back against my arms as the first swipe of his wet tongue laved against my entrance.
“Mmm, you taste so good,” he rumbled, and I whimpered. Fucking whimpered.
Jackson dove in from there, alternating between licking and sucking at me like a man possessed before he moved on to spearing the tip of his tongue inside.
I turned into a babbling, drooling mess as he worked me open, dipping his thumb in and out alongside his tongue before adding in another finger.
By the time he pulled out his wallet and tore open the lube packet to add his fingers, my legs were shaking with the effort to hold myself up, and my cock was screaming for attention.