43. Chase
Chase
How Could You Love Somebody Like Me? by Artemas
I take in a sharp breath of air as soon as I feel him… there.
In the shower it was easy to get distracted due to the heat, the steam and the music. There was so much going on—so much to focus on.
But here, right now, this is all me. And it’s all him laying between my legs, sucking a path from my balls to my hole. I hold my breath as he slicks his tongue back and forth over my rim, making my whole body vibrate all over again.
“Ah shit, that feels fucking fantastic.” I exhale, throwing my arm over my eyes. It’s dark in the room but I still don’t want him to see me. It’s funny, as vulnerable as this is, I’m still feeling shy.
“I wish you could see how amazing you look right now,” Jeremiah’s voice is ragged and raw.
I feel my cheeks burn. “Seriously? You like it?”
“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he says, tracing my rim with his slick finger. “Besides your eyes, of course.”
I bite my lip, holding back a smile. What a cheese-ball.
I can admit that it makes me fucking weak coming from him.
Dropping my arm from my eyes, I look down to see a glimpse of him staring at his finger tracing my ass.
He looks fucking mesmerized. Grabbing my hips, he tilts me so he can access me easier.
“If you could see the way your ass sucks my finger, you’d fall in love with this too,” he says in a whispered voice, as though it’s more to himself than to me. Leaning in, he gives me a tantalizing, low and slow lick, prodding me open with his tongue.
“Fuck.” My eyes roll back at the sensation rippling through me. He keeps thrusting his tongue inside of me, licking and kissing the rim and thrusting again, sending me into a dizzy mess. “J-Jere, holy shit.”
“Fuck, you’re so perfect, look at what you’re doing to me,” he says quietly.
Sitting up on my forearms, I look down to see him softly stroking himself, his cockhead red and angry, slick from its own pre-cum.
“Shit, shit, shit.” I pinch my eyes shut as the intense pleasure of just the sight alone brings me to the edge.
“Come on, baby. You’ve been doing so well. Keep holding on for me.”
I suck in a big, shaky breath and hold on tight.
Don’t blow. Don’t blow. Don’t blow.
It’s really not my fault. All night, he’s been slowly driving me to insanity. I swear, I’ve never been this close to coming for so long before. Ever. I look down to see the tip of my dick leaking pre-cum all over my stomach.
Gripping the base of my cock, I stop the rising orgasm from taking over.
“There you go. I knew you could do it.” Jeremiah soothes before plunging what must be three fingers inside my hole.
I flop my head back on the pillow underneath me, more whimpers slipping out. The sounds he’s pulling from me are primal.
“I’m ready,” I cry.
“Beg me for it.”
“Please, I need you. Now.” I crumble, my legs beginning to shake. I can’t even believe I’ve lost all control of my body like this. I would be more embarrassed if I wasn’t so distracted by how good it all feels.
“Fuck, okay,” he breathes heavily, squeezing my inner thighs. Satisfied with my answer, he moves out his fingers gently, and climbs up over me, settling between my legs.
I nod enthusiastically. “Yes, God yes.”
Resting his forehead on mine, he says softly, “Relax for me, baby. That’s your only job. To relax and feel good.” I kiss him ferociously to let him know just how good I am with that plan.
As he sits back, I smile at him and nod, trying my best to regain my breath. No more words need to be said.
I watch, mesmerized as he positions his hard cock at my rim. “I’ve got you,” he reminds me.
I lay back, close my eyes and focus on breathing, just like he’s been teaching me.
I can feel him gently pressing in his tip, not forcefully, but as though he’s testing how relaxed I am. The slickness helps him ease in gently. He presses in more and I can feel him break through resistance. Both of us gasps at the sudden breach before he lays down over me, kissing me gently.
“You’re doing so well already,” he says, tilting his hips. I nod, listening to his calm words and feeling them surround me, keeping me safe.
His thick cock slips in even further, causing me to tense. I cringe.
Come on body, don’t betray me now.
Jeremiah smooths my hair back from my face, kissing my chin softly and then my neck.
“So fucking proud of you.” His voice sounds ragged and choppy, like it’s taking everything in him to not go full throttle.
Fuck, I want him to go full throttle…so badly.
The thought of him having his way with me actually calms me down, allowing Jeremiah to slide deeper in.
“Fuckkk, that’s it. You’re squeezing me so tightly,” he groans, resting his forehead against my lips.
I buck my hips, feeling him slowly filling me up. Every thrust, every stroke, he’s getting deeper and deeper and the pressure is filling me up so much I feel like he’s going to come out the other end.
“Holy shit, that’s a lot,” I groan, holding him tightly across his back. I’m practically trembling underneath him and I know he can feel it because I can feel his body reacting the same way.
He smiles against my cheek, kissing me softly. “You have no idea how much I love seeing you like this. All messy and panting?” His hips start to move, his slow thrusts rocking into me. “God, I’ve been waiting for this.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head. His soft praises mixed with his perfect slow thrusting is making me feel fucking incredible.
“Me too,” I admit. I’ve been waiting for this for what feels like ever since I saw his face.
As his breathing turns heavy, he sits up onto his knees. Picking up my thighs, he presses them to my stomach as he slips his cock even further into me.
Suddenly, Jeremiah picks up his pace, thrusting his dick perfectly inside my ass. And I say perfectly, because in a swift motion, he brushes over a spot inside me that knocks the wind straight out of me.
“Oh shit,” I moan, arching my back. I hang on tight as he smiles over top of me, hitting it again and again.
“Fuuuck, baby,” he groans, hovering over me. His face is sexier than ever as he watches me like I’m the masterpiece here. He kisses me deeply and I make quick work at swallowing down his pants and groans.
Grabbing a hold of his waist, I pull him into me to continue chasing after that glorious feeling of him.
“You’re so needy for it,” he rushes out, his eyes starting to close as his lips part, panting for air. His control is slipping and watching him coming undone from my body is pushing me off the edge.
“Kiss me. Please,” I exhale. Nothing I want more than to feel him close as we both come.
He does as I say, leaning into me, bringing one of his arms by the side of my head to hold himself steady. He lays a deep kiss filled with so many unspoken words. It’s just like Jere to say everything, while saying nothing, all at once.
“Can I come for you? Please?” I cry out, feeling the intense ecstasy right on the brink.
Lips resting against my mouth, he nods his head. “Fucking come for me, baby. Give it to me.”
His one hand slides in the middle of us and wraps around my throbbing dick.
I can’t even think straight. I gasp at the touch, moaning so loud into his mouth.
One pump of his fist and thrust of his hips and I’m spilling all over myself.
My eyes roll back as the pleasure crashes through me like a tidal wave.
It feels like I’m coming forever as he continues to thrust inside of me.
“Youbeautifulfuckingangel,” he rambles against my mouth, slowing down his pace. I feel the warm slickness as he slides easily in and out. “Chase,” he pants, brushing his lips against mine.
He pulls away gently and I almost let a whimper leave my lips until he shifts down, back between my legs.
“How’d you clench around me so perfectly?” he asks softly, kissing and biting my inner thigh softly.
I shudder. “I-I don’t know. I didn’t do anything–”
“You did everything. And you did it all so fucking well.” He looks up at me with hooded eyes before he buries his face into my crease, licking and sucking up what he left behind.
I gasp and tilt my hips, the tingles of his tongue making my toes curl. It feels like aftershocks from my orgasm start up all over again. “Jere! Fuckkk—” I squeeze my eyes shut, totally taken over by how good it feels.
I just fucking came but fuck. That devilish tongue of his is going to put me into a coma.
Jeremiah doesn’t seem to care that I just came all over myself. He’s too busy cleaning up his own mess inside my ass.
I’m not about to stop him.
I bury my hands in his hair as he hungrily lapses up until I’m all polished.
“The control freak likes to get dirty?” I chuckle softly as he kisses his way up my body.
He smirks at me before trailing his tongue through the mess on my abs, prompting a long moan and lip bite from me.
“Best way to keep things clean.” he pants before running his hand over the wetness on my abs, and pushing his soaked fingers into my mouth. I suck and moan around him, cleaning off his hand.
It takes no time at all before my dick is fully awakened all over again. And judging from the hard rod poking my thigh, I’d say he’s just the same.
His mouth meets mine and the taste of us mixed on his tongue sets my body on fire.
I think it’s safe to say neither of us will be going to bed any time soon.