“Taste yourself on my tongue.”
And I do that without hesitation.
The kiss is messy and deep, slick and hot. His lips are damp with me, and I groan against his mouth because fuck, it’s filthy and perfect and so ours. I’m already falling apart from it.
I barely register when he reaches beside us, slicking his fingers with lube. But I do feel it—when one finger presses slowly inside.
A gasp slips from my throat as my body clenches around the intrusion, the warmth of the lube only amplifying the stretch. I let out a quiet whine, my hips shifting helplessly.
His forehead touches mine, his breath fanning my lips as he murmurs,
“It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”
His finger stills inside me, not moving, just letting me adjust as his voice anchors me.
“Just keep your eyes on me.”
I do.
Our gazes lock, mine glassy, his dark with reverence, and I nod, one trembling hand curling around his shoulder. Slowly, he starts to move—gentle, patient, curling his finger in shallow strokes. And fuck, it’s strange. Stretching. Foreign. But it doesn’t hurt, his finger massages my insides slowly and carefully. I bite my lip, adjusting to the feeling, begging myself and mind not to fuck this up.
My body gradually adjusts around his finger, my insides fluttering, yielding to him. It’s overwhelming, full, warm, intimate, and intense, but not too much, not with Alex. He moves with infinite patience, stroking deep inside me, and the pressure and pleasure building make my lips part, a breathy moan slipping out unbidden just by how good it feels now.
My eyes flutter, lashes trembling, and when I open them, Alex is already watching me. He hasn’t looked away once. His gaze is locked to mine like he’s memorizing every twitch of pleasure and flicker of discomfort on my face, like I am the most important thing in the world.
I don’t even realize I’m clutching his arm until I feel my nails digging into his skin, but he doesn’t flinch. Doesn’t stop. Ifanything, he leans closer, anchoring me with the warmth of his body, and then he slides in a second finger.
I tense—just for a second. There’s a sharper burn now, and I let out a whimper, but he soothes me immediately, lips brushing my temple.
“You’re doing so well around my fingers,” he whispers, voice thick with reverence. “You’re perfect, Lucas. So perfect.”
His words shouldn’t make my cock twitch, but they do. The sound of his voice, the rough edge of restraint barely holding back the hunger in him, the adoration in his tone, makes my heart squeeze and my whole body melt. I moan, low and shaky, hips twitching toward his hand on instinct, chasing more as his fingers slide deeper.
“Oh fuck” I gasp loudly, my body jerking hard as his fingers curl inside and press something deep inside me, something that makes my vision blur and my mouth fall open around a strangled sound I can’t even name. My hole clenches greedily around his fingers. I feel my cock throb, dripping pre-cum against my stomach, untouched, aching.
Alex smiles like he’s seeing something sacred, something that belongs to him.
“You want to feel that again, baby?” he murmurs, voice dark silk and honey, full of pride and hunger.
I nod frantically, dizzy with need, nails dragging down his arm.
“Yes—yes, please Alex”
And he gives it to me, my body trembles as his fingers stroke that spot again—slow, maddening, perfect, and my hips arch into every thrust like I can’t help myself, chasing every pulse of that wild, overwhelming pleasure.
I’m not even sure if I’m moaning or sobbing at this point.
He fucks me open with two fingers, steady and sure, his thumbs caressing the outside of my hole. My body rolls with each thrust now, shame forgotten, inhibition gone.
Because I want more, I want him. I want the full stretch of him inside me, want his thick cock rubbing deep against that place that makes my body tremble.
“Alex,” I gasp, staring up at him with wide, desperate eyes. “I want you. Please”
“You have me already,” he says, a teasing look on his face.
I shake my head, frantic and lost.
“No, no,” I say with a moan as his hands move slower this time, “I want you inside—”
