First the belt, then the massage oil. “This might be cold.” I dribble it into my palm, then rub my hands together before touching his skin.
He hisses in a sharp inhale. “Just a little.” His words are muffled into the pillow.
“Don’t be nervous.” Straddling his leg, I make slow, long strokes up the lean muscles of his back. “Let me love every piece of you.”
He lets out a sigh, making his body loosen. “That does feel good,” he groans.
Dropping butterfly kisses between his shoulder blades, I let my touch move down, kneading his firm ass cheeks with my thumbs.
Then I rub some of the slick oil gently over his sack and down his stiff shaft.
“Fuck, that’s amazing.” His legs spread as he relaxes, opening himself up to my rhythmic caresses.
Tilting the bottle, I liberally ooze more onto the small of his back. “Ready, baby boy? We’ll start small.”
His fist tightens in the sheet. “Okay.”
“No, Sawyer. Don’t tense up.” I methodically work my way up the insides of his thighs until I see his hold loosen.
Then with one hand cupping his leaking tip, I push in a finger.
Chapter 37
Sawyer
It’s hard not towant to go rigid at the weird intrusion.
Like when I had to have a sports physical in high school, but much better.
She strokes slowly, working her knuckle in and out while tugging on my sensitive cock.
A shiver runs through me when she curls her finger, hitting a spot that feels like it’s almostinsidemy dick.
“I knew you’d like this.” Her soft words hold such tenderness, it makes me want to widen my knees even further.
“Such a good boy,” she murmurs, then pushes a second finger into me.
“Holy shit,” I grunt, my teeth clenching the silky pillowcase between them.
So foreign.
Strange.
But it makes my belly beg for more.
“Do you want me to stop?” She pauses, pulling away her hand.
“No,” I pant.
“Up on your knees.” Her palm pats my hip reassuringly.
Raising my back end, I bury my face into the blanket.
I hear the cap of the bottle again, then something firm is pressing against me.
“I’ll go slow, use your words if you need a moment.” Her grip on my leg tightens as she rolls the tip of the toy against me.
But it doesn’t take long for my body to relax, letting her ease it inside of me.
