“More.”
“Soon, Angel, soon you’ll be mine.” I open the drawer and blindly search for the lube. I squeeze some onto my fingers and warm it up between them, then I’m back at his entrance. I circle it, spreading the liquid, and when I’m satisfied, I breach him with the tip of my finger.
Jay moans against my skin, and then we’re both working to bring the other to the brink of madness. While I finger him, he makes me lose my mind with his skilled mouth. I add another finger when the first one slides easily inside him.
His tongue moves slowly from the base of my shaft to the top, and I slow the rhythm of my fingers to follow his pace. The slide of his tongue is interrupted by kisses, and when he reaches the top, he flicks the tip of his tongue against the most sensitive part of me. Then he opens his mouth and engulfs me, still working my tip and sliding down little by little. The more he takes of me the more I push my finger in, trying to find his prostate.
His hand teases my balls, rolling them between his fingers and bringing me closer to the finish line.
We’re both breathless, but I believe we only have one thing in mind, which is giving pleasure to each other.
He hollows his cheeks and sucks me harder, and I push my fingers in, twisting and scissoring them. Jay lets me go with a pop when I hit his p-spot, and I don’t give him time to recover, I just keep hitting it with every slide in.
Lost in his pleasure, Jay rests his head on my stomach, and I watch how his eyes close in pleasure every time I hit that spot.
“Babe, please, I need you.”
I pull my fingers out and roll him onto his back, then I’m on top of him.
“I’m here, Angel.” I pull a condom from the drawer and put it on, then I focus my attention on Jay. I squeeze more lube onto my fingers, and bring them to his entrance again. I push two in, and on the next stroke, I use three.
It’s a tight fit, but I take Jay in my hands and work him from both ends.
His rushed breaths and his constant moans are a good way to understand what’s giving him more pleasure.
I slide in and out, making sure to hit his prostate every single time. When I can fit three fingers, his cock is vibrating in my hand, so red and ready to come. I let him go, and use the lube on my cock, and when I’m happy, I line myself up with his entrance.
“Angel?”
“Make me yours.”
“You are mine, Angel.” I push in and don’t stop until I’m up to the hilt. I crush my mouth to his to stop him from being too loud.
“You feel so good, Haden.”
“You too.”
I stay still until I’m sure he’s used to me, and then I let the pleasure take me. In and out, in and out, angling myself to hit Jay’s spot, and loving the way he squeezes me every time I hit him right.
The slap of flesh gets louder and louder the faster I slide inside him. I sneak my arms under Jay, and grip his shoulders to stop him from sliding up. He raises his hands to push against the headboard, and wraps his legs around me.
I use my weight to trap him between my body and the mattress. It must be a good thing because his hips begin to move without coordination, and his dick slides against my stomach, smearing precum all over me.
I push his legs open with mine, trying to get inside him a little deeper. I pound inside him, three, four times, and then he’s biting me on the shoulder to stop himself from shouting his pleasure. His semen spreads between us, while his body trembles in the aftermath, but I can’t stop. His arse squeezes me in a stranglehold, making me blind to anything else but finding my own pleasure.
It doesn’t take much, especially when Jay bears down on me, and after three more strokes I’m coming inside him. I crush my teeth together to keep the growls of pleasure inside me.
I rest my head on top of his, waiting for my sight to go back to normal and stop seeing stars.
“Angel, you’re perfect,” I say to Jay, just before sealing my lips to his in a gentle kiss.
“That was amazing.” His last word ends in a yawn.
“Rest, Angel. I’ll take care of everything.”
I pull out of him, cuddle him in my arms, and when he’s asleep, I take care of him and then myself. Once I’m done, I cover him with the duvet and then go out to check on Arianna.
She blinks awake as soon as I reach the crib, so I pull her up and bring her with me to the kitchen. In no time she’s fed, changed, and back in bed.
