His hard girth lay angled against his stomach, and I went right for it, as though my mouth was fucking magnetized to that thick shaft. It filled my mouth right up, and I enjoyed his taste and the way he ran his fingers through myhair.
“Fuck,” hemoaned.
I grasped his shaft and pulled back to release a groan, my frustration with how much I’d missed having him in mymouth.
How could I go from having never experienced sex with a man to being enamored with a man’scock?
It wasn’t just about being with a man—it was about being with Dax. Like every part of him, every line, every whiff of his cologne and scent, every sound he offered from his eager lips, all got me so worked up. And the more I got to know him, the stronger my addiction to himbecame.
I kept working him up until he grabbed the sides of my head and pulled me off his cock, sitting up for a kiss. He pushed me back, and I went effortlessly as he climbed onto me. He snatched the lube and a condom from behind him and worked the condom wrapper while making out with me. Like an expert fucksman, he reached back and rolled the condom on me before slathering some lube on his palm. Then reaching back again, he soaked theMagnum.
He pushed a hand against my chest and forced me down against the sheets, looking particularly clever as he got on his feet, knees bent, squatting over my pelvis as he gripped my cock and positioned it against hishole.
A wave of ecstasy pulsed through me, from my hips to my chest, swirling, expanding, shooting through me, as though my body just wanted me to have my cock up in him, giving him what I now knew felt oh-so-fucking-good.
“Trying to teach me how you prefer it when you top?” Iteased.
“Just being greedy right this second, but if you walk away with a lesson, I guess it’s a win-win.”
I could hardly enjoy my laugh as he sat down, my dick pushing up inhim.
He rolled his head back, biting his bottom lip, which just made my dick expand even more withinhim.
“Fuckin’ a,” I said as I rubbed my hand against his abs, down through his subtle happy trail, to his firm cock, which was shifting up and down slightly even as he remained still, trying to refamiliarize himself with mygirth.
I stroked his cock, but noticing I could use a little more lubrication, I pulled my hand back and licked it before returning to my work, pumping him. My movements seemed to encourage him to move up and down, pushing off his feet, which helped him slide up and down with relativeease.
“Oh fuck,” Imurmured.
He opened his eyes and gazed down at me like he knew what he was doing to me. “How does thatfeel?”
“Just hoping it feels half as good for you. But by the look on your face, I guess I don’t need to be worried aboutthat.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty good right here too.” He leaned forward, planting his hands down on either side of me and granting me a kiss. Then he rode me, speeding up his movements, showing me all I had to competewith.
“For preferring to top, you sure do seem to be enjoying this,” Isaid.
“I’ve known a few guys who would do this, and as you can tell, it feels fucking great, so you’rewelcome.”
I laughed, but just as soon I felt something shift on my dick, that distinct sensation that could only mean one thing. “Oh fuck, Dax. I think the condombroke.”
“Damn,” he grumbled, turning back and sliding off, revealing the condom, which had pushed to the base of my cock. He added, “I assume you gettested?”
“Yeah, everything was good last time I checked a few weeksago.”
“I was just at the doctor’s last week, so all good here too,” Dax assured me. “But looks like the gods have spoken, Jace, Destroyer of Magnums.” He removed what remained of the condom from my dick, set it on the nightstand, and retrieved a fresh one. He bit into the wrapper and tore it open, then slid it out and rolled it on hisdick.
I watched in anticipation. After he lubed up, our gazes met. The typical cockiness I was more accustomed to with Dax Munro had diminished, and he appeared far more serious than usual. There was an intensity about him that was surprising, and a hell of a turn-on.
Crawling over me, he kissed me again. “I’ll go slow,” he said, reminding me of one of the reasons why I was willing to share this with him, because as much of an ass as he could be on occasion, I knew he was a considerate man at heart, even if that wasn’t how he wanted the world to seehim.
He kissed my cheek and then moved down to my chin, my neck, my body. Resting his hand on my chest, he circled his thumb around my nipple as he continued traveling down my body, then hooked his arms under my legs and pressed his face up against my ass, offering me some stimulation with histongue.
I wasn’t as uneasy about it as I had been that first time. My dick hardened even more with the intensifying anticipation of what he was about to offer me. And just as he’d said, he worked me up with his tongue, then his fingers, before pushing onto his knees and leaning back, positioning my legs to offer my ass up to him as he pressed the head against myhole.
It reminded me of when he worked my ass with his fingers, and then the pressure I experienced with thedildo.
He monitored my expression as he pushed inside me. “Seems like you’re already enjoying it,” he said in almost awhisper.
