I pulled my shirt off and dropped it to the floor before reaching to remove his as well. Once his shirt was off, my hands went to his waistband and unfastened his dark jeans. He huffed out a breath as his cock was freed, and the second my hand was on it, he groaned again.
“I have no problem telling you what I want,” I murmured. “But I need to hear you do the same. This goes both ways.”
He nodded, eyes wild and desperate. “I really, really want to fuck you.”
His quiet, honest confession sent another bolt of desire through me. I stepped out of my jeans and got onto his bed as he watched me shove the neatly-folded comforter away. A second later, I was on his sheets, naked, cock hard and leaking, aching and ready for more.
Dakota wasted no time in climbing onto the bed and lying next to me, pulling me in for a kiss as we lay next to one another. He moved one hand to tease my nipples, the same way he’d done the night before, making my cock leak further, sending hot bolts of electricity and lust through me. Soon enough, I was a mess, rutting against him, seeking his touch as he pinched and rolled my nipples between expert fingers, and as he kissed me senseless.
Just when I didn’t know if I could take it any longer without being touched, just before I started begging formore, his handmoved down to my hip and around to grasp my shaft. He took me in his hand and rocked his own cock forward until we were both in his grip. He stroked us together with long, slow glides of his fist.
“How do you want it?” he asked softly, holding our cocks a little tighter.
I wanted to babble that I didn’t know, it didn’t matter, as long as he fucked me and soon, but instead I took a deep breath to gather my thoughts. “On my back. I want you on top of me. Want to be able to look at you.”
Dakota moaned softly, nodded once, and released us. I whimpered and bucked my hips up, chasing his touch. A moment later, he reached beyond me and opened a nightstand drawer before pulling out a condom and a bottle of lube.
“Do you need me to prep you? Stretch you?” He poured a little lube on his fingers and slid them between my ass cheeks to press against my opening.
I couldn’t stop the needy moan that ripped from my throat. I shook my head desperately—I’d done all the prep I needed earlier that day, knowing this was coming. He sat back and another moan tore from me as I watched him roll the condom on and toss the packet aside before he lubed himself up.
He eased forward until he was close, thighs against my ass, before using the remainder of the lube on his fingers to slick my hole, my cock lying on my stomach, leaking and leaving a smear of precum on my skin. When he was satisfied that I was ready, Dakota gripped his erection in one hand, spreading my ass open with the other and slowly pressing the crown of his cock into me.
Even though I was ready, even though I’d prepared myself earlier in the day, the stretch of his thick cock entering me ached just a little, enough to keep me grounded in the moment. I exhaled slowly, gaze locked on Dakota as he continued to press in. We watched each other until his body was flush against mine,his cock fully buried in me. He leaned forward and raked a hand through my hair, thumb coming to rest on my cheek.
“You okay?” His tone was a tender whisper.
I smiled slowly, closing my eyes for a brief second before looking at him again. “Perfect.”
Chapter 15
Dakota
MyheartflutteredasColin murmured that one word. “Perfect.” My breath hitched, catching in my chest, and I swallowed hard, my body aching and ready for more but at the same time, wanting to make it last forever.
I leaned forward, lowering my body until my weight was resting on top of Colin so I could kiss him, slow and deep, making him moan and rock his hips. The sensation made my cock ache, but I fought the urge to speed things up. I wanted to go slow, to make him feel better than he’d ever felt before. I wanted to show him all the things I was feeling for him.
Gently, I eased out and back in, drawing it out as much as I could, over and again until he was panting and bucking his hips, whining with every slow thrust. Every bone and muscle in my body was screaming with need.
“More,” he murmured. “Please.“
I sat back, kneeling between his open legs, and sped up, pushing into him harder, faster as I gripped his thighs, my heart racing. He groaned and arched his back, rocking against me and urging me on. His fists gripped my sheets tightly,knuckles white, his head thrown back and eyes shut as he slowly unraveled. A sheen of sweat broke out along his neck and chest.
After a few moments, he spoke, voice broken and desperate. “I can’t… I need…” One hand moved to his cock and gripped his shaft firmly, unmoving.
“Do it. Please.” My voice was ragged as I spoke, and I thrust in again and again, holding his thighs tightly and chasing the heat that was building in the pit of my stomach.
He began to stroke himself in long pulls from crown to base, his breathing uneven as he worked his cock. I couldn’t tear my gaze away as he fucked into his fist, bringing himself closer and closer to orgasm.
“Kiss me.” He reached for me and I groaned, nodding and slowing my pace to shift my weight and move my body close to his.
He moved his hand from his cock to rest on my back, fingertips digging in, pressing me to him. A moment later, he released the sheet with his other hand and moved it up to push fingers through my hair. Our mouths met and we both let out soft sounds of pleasure, our tongues sliding against each other, sending bolts of desire through my body.
Colin’s hips bucked up, his cock sliding against my stomach, precum smearing on my skin. He moaned into the kiss and he came, wet heat spilling between our bodies.
The rhythmic grip of his muscles around my cock was too much to bear, and with his tongue still against mine, I came, groaning, my entire body racked with waves of pleasure as I pulsed into the condom. I continued to fuck him through my orgasm until I was completely spent, aftershocks slowing as I carefully withdrew and removed the condom.
He let out a quiet whimper as I pulled out and I kissed his throat before getting up. “Be right back.” It didn’t take long todispose of the condom and return with a warm, damp towel to clean us both up.
