Chapter 24 #3
I groan at the visual, and he thrusts his finger a few times, then pours some of the lube directly onto my ass before he adds another digit. I moan loudly against the bed, my cock so hard between my legs that it feels like a weight.
He keeps fucking me with his fingers, the lube making it easier for me to stretch, and after a few more thrusts, he adds a third finger. When I suck down a breath and clench my abs, he freezes his hand for a moment before he keeps going.
Soft boy was probably going to ask me if I’m okay again.
He continues to plunge three fingers in and out, creating a fire that travels down my spine and goes straight to my balls. I groan, grabbing the blankets. “Fuck.”
Leaning over me, he kisses my back. “Does that feel good, baby?”
I nod against the blankets. “I’m ready, B. I need you—your dick, please.”
Pulling his fingers out slowly, he leaves me to feel empty, but when I turn to look at him over my shoulder, he grabs himself and smacks his dick against my asshole, making me clench.
He grins that boyish grin that I love so much. “You ready?”
I take a breath, nodding. “Tell me about Sage.”
He slaps his cock against my asshole again, making me bite my lip. “I bent her over, just like you are right now”—he positions the head of his dick at my asshole—“and I pushed my dick into her tight, wet cunt.”
Pressing forward, he uses his hands to keep my hips still as the head of his cock slips past the ring of muscle and into my ass. He groans, “She was dripping down my cock, just like on Halloween. I slid inside of her so fast I couldn’t fucking help myself.”
I clench as he slides forward an inch, the mixture of pleasure and pain making my body tighten.
He rubs his hands against my sides. “You have to relax, V.”
I nod, taking a breath and calming my muscles one by one. He pushes forward another inch, and I try to spread my legs again but can’t because of my pants. “Fuck, Becks, it feels so fucking good. Keep going.”
Pressing his palms to my ass cheeks, he spreads me farther. “I fucked her hard and fast. She whimpered the whole time.”
He pushes in another inch, and I slide my hand to my front to grab my aching cock. I squeeze, imaging it’s Sage’s pussy tightening around me as Beckham fucks me from behind.
As he pushes the rest of the way inside me, I cry out from the sting. “Her cunt was so fucking tight, just like your virgin asshole, baby.”
He pulls back a little, then slides back in, making me shout. “I don’t know which one feels fucking better, you or Sage.”
Then he speeds up, thrusting into me lovingly as he chases his release. Pushing my face into the bed, I moan every time the head of his cock hits me deep and pulls back, stroking my prostate.
He reaches around, grabbing my hand and pulling it from my cock, throwing it to the side like it’s offended him. “Don’t come. I want you in my throat.”
Fucking me faster, he slaps his hand down on my ass on every other thrust. I move with him, pleasure spreading through me as I push back into him. The pressure builds so big inside of me, like a bomb waiting to detonate.
“Becks,” I cry out. “I’m going to come.”
He moves faster, harder, more chaotically. Pounding into me, he squeezes my hips with his big hands. “Don’t come, Vin. I’m almost there, baby, hold it off.”
I suck down a breath, willing the fire in my balls to burn slower, even as his dick swells inside my ass, pulsing as he starts to come.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck me,” he chants, rolling his hips against my ass as he rides his climax to the end. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
The second he comes down and his hips have stilled, he pulls from inside me and flips me over with both hands, sliding my cock through his lips and down into his throat.
It only takes two swipes of his tongue, and I go off, exploding into his mouth, my whole body trembling with the force.
He reaches around, pressing two fingers inside of me as I come, making black dots take over my vision as I buck my hips.
He swallows around my shaft, thrusting his fingers inside me as his cheeks hollow out and he sucks down my cum.
My back arches, pressing my cock deep into his throat until he’s gagging around me.
He keeps swallowing, though, over and over, sending sparks of pleasure to my balls so intensely that I yell.
When my dick has gone soft, he pulls his fingers from my ass.
Rolling his tongue around my shaft, he slides from me and stands to collapse on the bed next to me.
We both heave, our chests rising and falling so harshly that the bed shakes with us.
He turns to look at me, his mouth spreading into a grin.
I just nod, agreeing with his smile, the only way my brain can figure out how to.
We lie together, simply breathing and existing, and I turn onto my side to look at him. He meets my gaze, and I feel safe. Safer than I do anywhere else.
Beckham is my safe place, my best friend, my ride or die, and my soulmate all wrapped into one.
I sigh, my lips pulling down into a frown. “I can’t stop thinking about Sage.”
He nods as he threads a hand into my hair. “Me neither.”