His face smashed into the pillow as I dropped my weight onto him and ground between his ass cheeks, the thin sheet the only thing separating us. He growled, his teeth sinking into the pillow as my hands clawed between his chest and the mattress, holding him to me. I could come just from this, from rutting against him, but it wasn’t what I truly needed or longed for.
I needed to be filled. To be fucked. To be taken by this man. I needed him to claim me as his.
“Enzo, fuck,” he moaned, his deep voice muffled by the fabric as I shamelessly slid my cock up and down the curve of his ass, kissing and biting his shoulder. “Are you sure?”
“Sí, I’m ready,” I panted, battling to control my pleasure, which was already growing too intense and too fast. “Don’t make me beg, Finn.”
He turned his face to the side and smirked, peering back at me. “But you know I love it when you beg me.”
“Then I’ll beg,” I husked into his ear, licking along the curve. “Please fuck me, Finn. I can’t stand it any longer. I need it. I need you. Please.”
He spun out from under me so quickly that I didn’t realise it had happened until my body hit the mattress and I found myself flat on my stomach with him above me. His hand grabbed the nape of my neck, pressing me firmly into the pillow as I panted, my head turned to the side. He kicked the sheet away from us, leaving us both exposed, and his dark gaze travelled along my body with feral hunger.
“If you want me to stop at any point, just tell me. If it’s too much, let me know. Promise?”
“I won’t want you to stop. I need this, Finn.”I’d never wanted anything more.
“Enzo. I need to hear you say it.”
“I promise.”
He fell on top of me, his weight crushing me beneath him, and grabbed my jaw. His lips devoured mine in a slow, sensual, devastating kiss as he ground his erection against my ass, just as I’d been doing to him. My heart hammered against my ribs, the vibration travelling through the mattress and into my ear. My hips bucked against the bed, needing friction against my throbbing cock, and I was so close to coming it was stupid. We hadn’t even started yet. But my body was so responsive to him.
He kissed his way down my back, his hands sliding along my ribs until they reached my hips. He leaned back, kneeling between my thighs, and bit my ass cheek before yanking my hips up into the air. I gasped at the sudden vulnerability of the position. I was completely exposed to him, more than I had ever been. He began massaging my ass with his strong hands, pulling my cheeks apart and burying his face between them.
The choked noise that escaped me was mortifying, but as soon as his tongue, wet, hot and sinful, stroked and teased myhole, all the nerves and embarrassment were shoved aside by blinding pleasure. My hands fisted the bedsheets as he groaned with animalistic need, devouring my ass like it was a midnight feast. I couldn’t think straight. All I could feel was his tongue where no one had ever been, opening up my world to a flurry of ecstasy I’d never experienced. My leaking cock bobbed between my legs, and I was desperate to touch it; the need to come was almost torture. My hand reached down for it, wrapping around my length. I gave it one stroke that had me moaning, but then Finn grabbed my wrist and tugged it away.
“No touching. Only I will make you come tonight.”
A strangled groan of frustration and pleasure tore from my throat as he shoved his face back into my ass and fucked my hole with his tongue. What had begun as a slow exploration and teasing was now rough and consuming, and I started rolling my face into the pillow, not sure I could hold back much longer.
What if I came from just his tongue? What would his dick do to me?Cristo.
His thumb replaced his tongue, rolling and dipping shallowly inside me. The pressure felt incredible. He reached over me, opening the bedside drawer I’d stocked with lube and anal plugs weeks earlier—the biggest hint I could have given. The sound of the cap opening and the cool gel squirting over my ass made me gasp and buck. He massaged it everywhere, then slowly slid his thumb in deeper, hooking it slightly inside me. My eyes rolled as he eased it in and out so slowly I thought I would lose my mind. And then he removed it, only to replace it with two fingers. He took his time, working me open until there was room for three. The pressure was more intense, but it felt unbelievable when he started to fuck me with them, going a little deeper each time.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice thick with arousal as his other hand slid up my spine and squeezed the nape of my neck.
“Si,” I moaned, pushing back onto his fingers, craving more. “Feels amazing.”
“Your tight hole is so greedy for me, Enzo. It wants my cock so bad.”
“Yes,” I panted, nodding my head against the pillow. “Please.”
He withdrew his fingers, and the sudden emptiness was brutal. I whimpered, pushing up onto my hands and knees and looking over my shoulder to find him smothering his cock in lube. My lips parted as I watched him slowly glide his fist up and down himself, sweat beading on his brow as he stared at me with those dark eyes that ate me alive.
He’d already told me he’d been tested recently and was clean, and that he hadn’t been with anyone else since he’d met me. So we’d agreed that, when the time was right, we’d do this bareback. Skin on skin. Just the thought of it made me so fucking hot. Seeing him now, his huge cock getting ready to rip me to pieces and build me back anew, I’d never been so turned on in my life.
“You ready?” he asked, kneeling up again and holding the base of his cock in one hand while the other gripped my hip.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered, instinctively pushing back towards him. The head of his cock brushed against my hole, and he circled it a few times, teasing and pressing only to pull away again. This was it. The moment I’d be changed forever. Anal virginity gone. No self-denying that I liked cock once I’d begged for one in my ass, was there?
And that was exactly what I was doing. On my hands and knees, begging like a needy slut. He pressed in a little harder, and the burn was almost too much. I fell forward, my face hitting the pillow as he held my hips in his hands.
“No,” he suddenly growled, pulling away from me. “Not like this.”
His hands twisted my hips, sending me onto my back, blinking up at him in surprise. He surged forward, supporting his weighton one hand by my head, and kissed me fiercely, his tongue gliding against mine with wild desire. When we broke apart, he pressed his forehead to mine.
“I want to watch your face as I make you mine, Enzo. I need to see you fall apart for me.”
