The best being I don’t completely ruin this.
As I reach the bed, I stare down at it. Maggie’s face pops into my head, and I shake her out.
I have to call her tomorrow to break up with her. It’s the right thing to do, and she’ll understand.
I turn to face Alex, who’s watching me curiously. Ever the bright and confident one he is, yet right now, he looks scared, too.
What could he possibly be scared of? He’s done this plenty of times, and I don’t mean that as a dig. Just in the way that he should be more comfortable than me. This is my first time. I should be the nervous one. But as I look at Alex, I think maybe he’s looking for someone else to be in charge. Maybe he needs someone to take the reins. Maybe he needs a fucking break.
“If at any point you want this to stop, all you have to do is tell me,” I say.
He smirks. “Trust me, Jordan, there’s no way in fuck I’m stopping this.”
He pulls his shirt off, dropping it to the ground. I take in his wide shoulders, his firm chest, and hard abs. I stare at the bit of hair that trails down his lower stomach, disappearing behind his shorts. It’s sexy as hell.
Alex stands there, allowing me to look him over, and he doesn’t make a move. He doesn’t jump down my throat, doesn’t say something stupid. He’s calm. More calm than I’ve ever seen him before. I’ve noticed that about him lately. He’s still himself here, still loud and full of energy, but he’s different too. The moments when he’s relaxed and comfortable are happening more often.Like he’s at peace a little. Dare I think it’s because of me? That I give that to him the same way he gives it to me?
“Tell me how you want me,” he finally says, voice raspy.
My gaze is glued to the sizable tent in his shorts, and I have to force myself to pull away and look up at his face.
I step aside so he has a clear line to the bed. “Naked. On all fours.”
Excitement flashes in his eyes before he hooks his thumbs into his shorts and shoves them down. In two steps, he’s crawling onto the mattress. He spreads his knees wide, leaning his upper half onto the bed so his ass is high up in the air.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, moving to stand behind him. I run my hand gently along his lower back, then down the side of his leg. “This is sexier than I thought it would be.”
I’ve thought of Alex bent over many times, but my imagery wasn’t very clear. I’ve never seen a man in this position, and I wasn’t sure what to expect, but… fuck. Alex is fucking hot.
Both my hands come to rest on his ass, my thumbs brushing along the inside of his crease, just near his hole. It clenches the closer I get to it, and his breathing grows louder.
With my eyes still on him, I blindly reach to my nightstand, open the drawer, and fish around for the bottle oflube I keep in here on the off chance I feel the need to jerk off. I bought it a few years ago, and it still looks full.
I pop the cap, ready to pour it on him so I can feel inside of him, but I pause.
Before I do this, I need to do something else first…
I close the bottle and drop it to the bed, grabbing both his ass cheeks and leaning in. Alex groans when he feels me near, and when I drag my tongue along his hole, tasting him, he curses loudly, his body shivering.
“Jesus fucking hell, Jordan,” he mutters against the bed.
I smirk as I go in to do it again. The sound he makes has me never wanting to stop, so I keep going. I lick him softly and firmly. Circle my tongue, go back and forth. I dip the tip inside, swirling it. I’m not sure what I expected him to taste like, or what this would be like, but judging by the way my dick is aching, it’s safe to say I don’t hate it. Not one fucking bit.
My dick has never been so hard.
I grab the lube again, this time drizzling it over him and my hand. I drag my fingers along his skin, over his hole, teasing him before pushing inside. He’s warm, soft, and so goddamn tight. I have no idea how I’m supposed to fit my dick in here.
“More,” Alex whines, so I add a second finger.
“Oh, God yes…” he breathes. “Just like that. Fuck, that feels good.”
Slowly, I slide my fingers in and out of him, stretching him wider for me. My gaze stays on the way his body takes me in, and just thinking about him taking my dick this way has me ready to explode.
I pull my fingers out, and he whines, his voice some mix of need and ecstasy. “Don’t stop.”
I take my clothes off, picking up the lube to coat my dick before moving behind him.
“I’ll go slow,” I say, my hands shaking as I guide my dick toward his ass.
