He sat up and reached around me, pulling his cock under my balls. He slid his fingers down my crease to circle my hole, just as he’d done earlier but this time, I could see he was under less pressure and was more relaxed. That was exactly what I wanted.
I reached down and slowly stroked my cock to keep it hard because I was now nervous enough for the both of us. I didn’t have any erectile issues, but I wasn’t tempting fate. My recovery time was good but I wasn’t a spring chicken anymore.
Avery had no problem finding my prostate, and when his middle finger stroke over it I nearly shot into the air. “Yeah. Right there.” Oh, he had radar for it, and I wanted more.
Another finger slid inside me and I knew I was ready. “Okay, you ready?” He nodded. “Push your cock back a little so I can slide down.”
“Oh, god, I’m about to come.” Avery was breathing hard.
After he had his cock at my entrance, I touched the side of his face and didn’t move. “It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s your first time, and it can be overwhelming. Just breathe slowly.”
I slowly pushed onto his cock until he slid through my entrance, stopping when he opened his eyes and smiled. Once I was flush with his groin, I stopped. “Keep breathing, sweetheart. You fill me up so perfectly. Tell me when I can move, okay. You’re doing so great.” And I wasn’t lying.
Avery exhaled a held breath. “I’m sorry, Holden, but I gotta move. Fuck!” He quickly thrust up, hitting my prostate again, this time with his dick.
“God, don’t be sorry.” He grabbed my thighs and continued thrusting into me. I braced myself on the mattress and let him go at me.
“Fuck!”
Suddenly, he flipped me onto my back, surprising me. Considering my larger size, it couldn’t have been an easy feat. His cock slid from me but without my prompting, he pushed back in and fucked me supremely.
His rhythm was like a sensual dance once he sunk into it. His stroke into me was smooth, and my lust spiked as he continued to build the sexy vibe between us.
“God, I don’t think I can hold back.” I gasped as Avery seemed to get more control over himself and slowed his stroke.
“I don’t wanna hurt you, Holden. I’m sorry I was pounding you, baby.” His words touched my heart. I knew he was a gentle soul.
I put my hands on his beautiful face. “Go for it, sweetheart. I’m close too.” That seemed to be all he needed.
His sudden confidence was sexy as fuck as he slowed his cadence and stared into my eyes. “I love bottoming for you, Avery. Fuck if this doesn’t feel good.”
The way he sawed in and out of me with such grace was mind-blowing, and fuck if I didn’t love it. What started as a wild ride was settling into something incredible.
“I’m there, Holden. Fuck!” I could feel his dick pulsing in my ass, and I loved it.
Once he stopped shooting, Avery pulled out and bent to take my cock into his mouth because I hadn’t come yet. God, the man knew how to give a fucking blowjob. He circled the head with his tongue and I blew. He slid his mouth over the top and swallowed everything I had to give him.
Hell. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
A breeze in my ear had me opening my eyes. Avery and I were snuggled in my bed, and he was staring at me, his eyes open as I woke from a short nap.
I rolled to my side to face him so I could stare back at him, seeing his brilliant smile and gorgeous face. “I fell asleep, didn’t I?”
Avery chuckled. “It’s okay. An old man like you might need a nap. So, should we make some food? I’m kinda hungry.”
I traced my index finger down his beautiful nose. “How long was I out?”
“About half an hour. I like watching you sleep. Your nose wrinkles like a little bunny as you doze.” Avery kissed the tip of my nose, making me laugh.
“You hungry? Do you have to go to work early tomorrow?” God knew, I wanted him to stay over, but maybe it was too soon for sleepovers. I had an early morning, but I’d call Steve and go in late if Avery would be willing to stay.
“Actually, I do. We have a presentation next week, and I need to meet with Brooke and Kyle to work out the pitch. It’s next Tuesday. Are you still going to make me dinner?” Avery gently kissed my lips. “I’m sorry I hit you in the mouth. I didn’t mean to do it.”
I rolled him onto his back. “Sweetheart, it’s okay. I’ve had a lot worse than a busted lip. Come shower with me?”
Avery pulled away. “I’d rather have your scent on me tonight when I sleep. I need to go home, but I don’t have to leave yet.”
That was a surprise to me. No one had ever said they wanted to smell like me. I was touched. “Okay, uh, I’m going to rinse off really quick, and we can get to cooking.”
