“I don’t know what that means.” I breathe into his shoulder.
He spins me around so fast I didn’t see it coming, and he slams my front against the wall, and I gasp out. “It means I don’t get fucked, Arch. If anyone’s getting fucked it’s gonna be you, so you might wanna think again.”
But as he holds me against the wall, I shudder. Fuck, the feeling of his body against my back with his dick pressing into me is making me lose my mind. I can’t catch my breath as he nips at my shoulder and slides his dick between my cheeks. I gasp. I bend forward slightly, and he groans. “Arch, I can’t do this, I’m not the right guy for this.”
“Please, Ryder. It’s you. It’s only you.”
He slides his hand between my cheeks and pushes his finger against my hole, and I buck forward. “Shit.” I gasp.
He chuckles. “Arch, I don’t think…”
“Please.” I shudder, and I relax, feeling dejected and rejected all over again, and he shoves his finger in.
“Oh, fuck, oh fuck.” I gasp out as he breathes into my neck.
“Arch, breathe, relax, okay?”
I take a deep breath and relax as he pulls back and pushes back in.
“Fuck,” I breathe and gasp as he pulls back and slides his finger back in again. My breath stutters, and he starts to push in and out, rubbing at my inside walls, and I can’t get over the sensation. It feels so… so…
“Fuck.”
He wraps his other hand around my cock, and I buck into his hand. His hands are rough, and it sparks electric pulses straight through my dick. His hand is large and hot, and his fingers wrap over each other, encasing my dick in the most delicious of ways. I slidemy hand against the wall to hold me up, and I gasp, my mind reeling at the overwhelming sensations. As I clench around his finger, he then shoves in another one. I gasp and buck again at the sensations.
I clench harder around his fingers and rut into his hand, and he speeds up as I start to thrust harder into his hand and back against his fingers. I groan as I feel my balls pull up and tighten. I start to pant, and I can’t help but call out his name. As I cum, I grunt his name again like I’m praying to a god, and maybe I am. I sag. He grabs me around my waist, holding me back against him, and I pant uncontrollably as he slides his fingers out of me. I shudder. I gasp for breath and try and control my racing heart. I turn in his arms and glance to the side, biting my lip. I feel fucking vulnerable. He lifts my chin to look up at him, and he smirks.
“How do you feel?”
“Confused,” I admit. Fuck, I liked it, but I feel confused that he just stopped when I came and he didn’t fuck me, or… I don’t know. It felt like such a lot, but not quite enough.
“In what way?” I look away again, but he tilts my face back. “That was a lot, huh?”
I nod, and he gives me that devastating smile, and I crash my lips to his. I slide my arm around him and grasp his arse pulling him against me as I kiss him.
“Easy, tiger.” He grins at me. “Enough fun for one day.” I sigh even though I just came, I’m horny as fuck. I think I’ve opened the floodgates, and I want to go further. I want it all, and I want it all from him, and then I think about that guy he called Mouse.
“Did you fuck, him?” I whisper out.
Glaring down at me, he asks, “Who?”
“The guy you call Mouse.”
He smirks at me. “You jealous, princess?”
I swallow at that nickname. Fuck, it makes me want more.
“No,” I whisper out, looking away, but I am, I really am.
I’m desperate to have him to myself and for him to be mine, but I can’t quite believe I’m here. I can’t believe how he made me feel even though he didn’t fuck me, but now I wonder if he’s done, if he’s had his fun, and now I will just be a nickname, so he doesn’t have to remember mine.
“Arch?” I look up at him again and give him a tight-lipped smile. “Just take some time to process what you’re feeling, okay? It’s a lot.”
“Ryder?” I just tight-lipped smile again.
He nods and steps out of the room, leaving me to think. I just keep thinking, did he really want to, or did he not fancy me? Would he have fucked me if I’d been with a guy before? I can still feel his fingers inside me, and I love how he made me feel. I’ve done a lot of stuff with girls, but none of it ever made me feel like he did, and I wonder if he will be willing to go further next time or if there will evenbea next time. I hope there will be. I feel like my skin is tingling all over, like I feel alive. Everything. I feel absolutely every-fucking-thing.
Ryder
