“My house?” she asks.
“If that works for you?”
She places a hand on my chest. “You’re really sure this is what you want?”
“Kate, I didn’t give myself an enema and eat straight up fiber for the last twenty-four hours for nothing.”
“What if I wasn’t free?” she says, her eyes wide with my preparation.
“I didn’t really think of that as a possibility,” I say with a shrug, and she bites her lip, grabbing my shirt and bringing me down for a kiss.
Someone honks a horn and we break away.
“Alright, I’ll meet you at my house,” she says, and I can’t tell which one of us is more nervous, but we part ways.
When I get into my car, I put on the playlist that always gets my heart pumping as I make my way to Kate’s house.
We’re really doing this.
I’m notsure what I expected? Maybe Kate opening the door with nothing on but the strap-on and telling me to bend over the couch. But instead she’s thoroughly sanitized the toy and has a video on about anal prep.
“I’ve watched plenty of porn. But watching porn and doing it are two different things. I want to make sure it’s good for you,” she says from the bathroom, where I can hear the lecturer talking about lube and technique.
Meanwhile, I’m completely naked on her bed, hard and eager.
Waiting just makes it that much better, though. I don’t touch myself, just stare down at my hard cock, trying to let it know that good things come to those who wait.
When Kate walks out of the bathroom, my breath hitches.
She’s wearing the harness. It’s a stark contrast to her smooth pale skin, the small black toy curving slightly upward. She’swearing a bra that’s slightly see-through, giving me a glimpse at her hard, perky nipples. She has her dark hair up in a messy ponytail, her glasses still on, and I’m not sure she’s ever looked hotter.
I swallow thickly and she smiles. “I think…I think maybe I like the idea of you being on your back,” she says, and I nod eagerly.
Not only are we going to do this, but I’m going to get to watch every second of it.
She crawls up the bed, the hard press of the silicone hitting my thigh as she cups my cheek and kisses me.
My heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my fucking chest and my cock is pouring pre-cum in anticipation.
She doesn’t stop kissing me as her hand grips my shaft, her thumb sliding around the mess on the tip and I pant into her mouth.
“You might just get that A after all, Mr. Carlson.”
I smile into the kiss, loving that we’re picking up right where we left off.
“I told you I’d do anything.”
“Your dedication doesn’t go unnoticed. Look how hard you are for me. You want to be mine in every way, don’t you?” she whispers in my ear, making my flesh pebble and my ass tighten.
“Yeah, I want that,” I reply, knowing that I mean it in every sense, not just what she’s going to do with me.
She leans over me to pump the lube into her hand from the nightstand. I can’t help myself when I suck on her breast through the material of her bra. Her breath hitches, but she pulls away, holding my gaze as she shifts her hands under my balls and begins circling my hole with her fingers.
“Fuck,” I hiss.
The sensation is new as she touches me and watches every single expression on my face.
“Okay?” she checks in and I nod, spreading my legs wider.
