“We don’t have to—” I was starting to say, cutting off quickly with him shaking his head.
“I want to. I just need a bit more prep or else I’m going to probably be making some unpleasant faces.”
All right, maybe I was being a bit of a prick to be proud that he really thoughtthat highlyof my cock, enough that he was worried it’d rip him in half or something—which was ridiculous because I wasn’tthatbig. And... okay, maybe I was also a prick for wanting to ask him if it was the biggest he’d ever had.
Which didn’t matter. Obviously.
All that was important was him enjoying himself.
And me, too.
Obviously.
“Avery?” My attention snapped back to him. “Hand me that.”
He gestured to the bottle of lube he’d tossed closer toward me, holding out his hand for it. When I grabbed it, though, I held it in my hand, rolling it slightly to test the weight.
Would I be overstepping here if I asked to help?
I was probably over-thinking things. Getting into my head about all of this when he, quite literally, just had my dick in his mouth and was planning on shoving it into his ass here soon enough.
My cock twitched at the thought.
“Avery?”
Glancing at him, I said, “Let me.”
CHAPTER 25
Brandon
My heart stutteredin my chest as my mind caught up to what he was saying—what he was subtly getting at when one of his arms snaked around my waist to pull me flat against his body. He was warm under me, his skin slightly dewy from sweat and flushed a light rosy shade.
I liked seeing him like this. His eyes practically black with how dilated his pupils were, the slight stumbling of his breathing when I dragged my hand along his jaw, tracing the hard line underneath. His tongue darting out to wet his lips, slightly swollen from how hard he’d kissed me.
He was the picture perfect of undone. AndI’ddone that.
“Please,” was all he said when he trailed his fingers along my spine, moving down to the small of my back.
I felt my face heat up, but not from embarrassment—quite the opposite, in fact. My hips bucked up on their own at his plea, grinding against him in the process. Both of us let out soft moans, mingling with each other’s labored breathing.
At the end of this, I was going to be wrecked.
Avery’s fingers ghosted over my left ass cheek, dipping down the crack to circle around my already lubed up hole. He pressed along the outer rim gently, his eyes searching mine for an answer.
The funny thing was that he didn’t even need to ask. He could flip me over onto my stomach and hold me down while having his way with me and all I’d do was beg for more.
He had no idea how many times I’d fantasized about this very thing, how many years I’d spent touching myself to an ambiguous figure that rocked my world, only for the last few seconds before I spilled into my own hand to reveal that it was Avery that I’d been imagining all along.
How ironic that none of those ever lived up to the real thing. Tothis.
His hair was soft between my fingers as I stroked through the long blond lengths. I kept a tight hold on the ends while I wiggled my hips back, bearing down onto his fingers while both digits speared inside me.
“Fuck.” I sucked in a hissing breath.
His cock twitched under me.
It was an awkward angle do be doing this, half spread out over his lap like some kind of weighted blanket while I fucked myself back on his fingers. At this point, my mind was already too far gone. I was too lost in the high of Avery touching me and feeling him respond to me in a similar way to even care about the back ache I was signing myself up for come tomorrow.
