When I step back, his pants are pooled around his feet and he kicks everything off before letting me lead him toward the bed.
I would guide him into my lap, but I know he’s nervous and wants me to take the lead. Control is usually something I insist on, but Ben has me curious about how he would act if I let him take the reins.
I have to guide his arms up and pin them beside his head to get him to lay in a semi-relaxed position where his arms aren’t pinned stiffly to his sides.
“Okay?” I ask.
He nods before smiling. “Yes.”
I plant a soft kiss on his lips before brushing my mouth down his neck, his collarbone, nipples, ribcage, stomach.
Ben gasps when the stubble on my chin grazes the tip of his cock.
“Elias, don’t, please, I’ll come.”
I bite my lip to hide the smile before coming back up to kiss him again.
“Okay, I won’t suck your cock.”
He groans, closing his eyes.
He sounds so desperate and wrecked when he speaks again. “Please, Elias.”
Please what?
I have a feeling that making him tell me will cause him to clam up again.
“Shh.” I say, trying to soothe him. He relaxes when I start stroking his chest. He’s watching me with crazed eyes. Writhing under my touch. I want to know if his whole body is on fire right now, like mine. Is he buzzing with every touch? On the verge of exploding? Who knew a clueless virgin would have this effect on me?
I slide my hand across his stomach, careful not to graze his cock again. I’ll leave it alone.
“I won’t touch it, I promise.”
He sinks into the mattress with relief.
“I’ll tease you to the edge of sanity first.”
He groans and throws his head back and I swallow a laugh.God, you’re wonderful.The thought thankfully stays in my head and I distract myself by guiding him onto his side, groaning appreciatively at the sight of his bare backside.
He has a nice, fleshy ass. Muscular enough to be pert, but soft enough to be natural. I want to sink my teeth into it, but that might be a bit advanced. I find I’m actually enjoying the challenge of holding back. Of being the teacher.
Instead, I plant kisses on his shoulder, taking my time, rubbing my stubble against his skin and enjoying the sound of his little purrs. I smother open-mouthed kisses all over his back, enjoying the taste of his skin. Reaching his lower back, running my tongue along the ridges of his spine.
I keep my hand obediently on his hip as I make my way down his lower back. He shudders as I let my tongue explore. He lets me guide his legs apart enough to delve between his cheeks before letting out a deep moan as I find his hole, his legs shaking violently under my touch.
“Ohh.”
I wonder if he can feel my smile against his skin.
The rustle of the bedsheets as he grips them tightly makes my cock throb. I meant it when I told him that it turns me on to give someone pleasure. There’s something about givinghimpleasure that feels even better.
I grow bolder, prodding at his hole with my tongue, even as his legs shake so much I think he’s about to come apart.
I grip his thigh tightly to stop him from shaking and finally, he lets go, his body sinking against the mattress as I lap at him greedily, taking in his taste and the delicious sounds of his moans.
Affable, pleasant, people-pleasing Ben Harris is finally doing something for himself, and it feels good to be part of it. To bear witness to this private side to him.
Feeling him go still, I knead the muscle and flesh of his thigh as I make my way back up to his hip before taking a greedy handful of his ass cheek.God, he has a nice ass.I groan against him and he gasps.
