“Don’t stop,” Shep said, his voice reverent as he turned his head and kissed my ankle. “I want to watch you.”
He dipped his fingers down to my waiting hole and applied a gentle pressure that had me thrusting through my fist a little faster. But Shep seemed hellbent on taking things slow tonight, on drawing our pleasure out as he teased and tormented the hot strip of skin between my ass cheeks.
“Shep…”
“Right here,” he said, his eyes locking on mine as he slid his first finger inside me. The emotions swirling in those darkened blue depths did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest, and the finger stretching me did little to stop my pounding heart.
Not prepared for how any of that made me feel, I slammed my eyes shut and let myself fall into the feelings crashing into me instead.
Heat…
Pleasure…
Arousal…
Lo—
Lust.
“Fuck, and you thinkI’mgorgeous.”
I opened my eyes to see Shep focused on the way his hand was moving between my legs, his lower lip trapped behind his teeth as though he were imagining savoring something decadent—like me.
“You ready for more?”
I was ready for anything he wanted to give me. But I merely nodded. A second and third finger filled my body then, and after a seriously hot finger fuck, Shep had me bowing up off the bed in an effort to get closer, get more, get itall.
My abs were a sticky mess from the pre-cum dripping from the head of my cock. When he pulled his hand from between my cheeks, the loss was immediate—something I hoped he wasabout to rectify when he grabbed my other leg and brought it up over his shoulder.
I was about as open as I could be to another person, and as Shep moved down over me, practically bending me in half, my breath caught in my throat.
Jesus, this was intense, and so was the man lining his dick up with my body.
“This okay?” he asked, bracing his hands on the mattress on either side of me.
“More than.”
Shep’s lips curved as he rocked over me, and as he finally pushed inside, I let out a low, pleasure-filled groan.
It felt fuckingamazing.
All the times up until now had been fast, hot, and hard. But as Shep slowly penetrated me, the delicious feel of his thick length stretching me made my toes curl.
“Damn, Theo,” he whispered as he bottomed out and pressed a fierce kiss to my mouth. “You feel like a dream.”
My body tightened around his, making him moan, and I nipped at his lower lip. “A dirty dream, I hope.”
Shep grinned and rocked over the top of me. “The dirtiest.”
I hummed as he did it again, then arched up, pushing my dick through my hand. “Make me come, Shep.”
“My fucking pleasure.” After another quick kiss, he curled his fingers into the covers and began to move over me in a way that sent flames licking all over my body.
And the view… I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything sexier than Shep, arms braced, his face all serious, as he fucked into me nice and slow. His muscles rippled with every thrust, his expressions tense as he tried to hold back from exploding inside me. The idea of having him fill me, of feeling him drip out of me hours later, made my cock throb even harder in my hand.
“So damn sexy,” he said, his eyes roving over every inch of my face as though he were searching for indicators of what I liked and didn’t. But there wasn’t a thing he was doing now that I’d change.
I could feel him on, and in, every part of me: his warm breath across my lips, his hot body grinding against mine, his hard muscles bunching and flexing against the backs of my legs, his dick deep inside me.
