My words had Ash popping off my dick with an audible squelch and gripping it in his fist once more.
“What a good Cade baby. Telling me you were about to come,” he murmured, shuttling his fist up and down at a glacial pace. “We’re going to come together, but first, I just have one or two things left I need to check, okay?”
“Yes,” I whispered. The almost orgasm had stolen my voice.
He gently laid my now throbbing rod back on my stomach. I barely held in the whine that formed in my throat at the lack of contact.
Ash ran the pad of his thumb down the seam of my balls. They felt tight, like an elastic stretched to its limit, ready to spasm if I could get him back on my dick.
His lips and tongue followed closely behind, cradling each ball with light, hot pressure while his thumb pressed against my taint firmly before licking down from my sac to the unbelievably sensitive skin at the top of my crack.
“Mmm. You’re gorgeous everywhere. Just like I knew you would be. Maybe one day you might like. . .”
Ash’s words drifted off as he used his thumb to drag the wetness from blowing me, combined with his tender licks, between my butt cheeks until I felt the searing heat of his skin against my hole.
He didn’t apply any pressure, just held the pad of his thumb gently against the furrowed skin. I felt his tough, calloused skin next to my most private place.
I couldn’t control the instinctual reaction to clench down hard, all my frayed nerve endings ramped up by another onslaught of Ash’s touch. The tight pucker of skin clenched and released a few times, making me insanely curious about what would happen if Ash did add some pressure to his touch.
I must have been holding my breath because I heard myself sucking in small gasps of air as my chest moved up and down rapidly as I tried to relax my body.
With his thumb still on my hole, Ash gave the top of my crack a soft kiss before removing the digit with a sigh.
He pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, prowling his way up my body with molten hot desire in his gaze. My legs no longer required the firm hold of his weight because I was now composed of jelly.
When he got our faces aligned, he hovered above me for a moment, offering an adorable, cheeky smile that broke the intensity of the moment.
“Hi, Cade baby,” he whispered, causing my hips to jut off the bed and sending a cool wave of air over my saliva-soaked dick.
“God, Ash. What are you doing to me?” My voice cracked with the ache inside me that he’d been ratcheting up before stopping me from attaining relief.
“Just wanted to see you melt for me one more time before I make us come,” he answered, accompanying the words by letting the majority of his weight down onto my body, covering almost all of my skin with his warm, dense muscles and rock-hard cock.
“Ohshitshitshit!” I strung the profane exclamation together as his thick length pressed right beside mine.
I felt the head of his cock catching the sensitive skin on my glans. I wanted to immediately hump my slick flesh against his like I was auditioning for the dick-rubbing Olympics, but his next words halted my movements.
“Just wait, sweetheart,” he coaxed gutturally, the reverberations of his voice sounding through my chest and abdomen.
Apparently, he’d decided my pleasurable torture for the evening had come to an end because Ash wasted no time in squeezing his large, calloused hand between us to encase both our lengths in his tight grip.
On the one hand, I wished I could see what it looked like when he had our concrete hardnesses pressed so tightly together, but on the other hand, if I could see what he was doing, I would probably come instantly.
It was a moot point anyway because Ash didn’t seem open to relinquishing one iota of unnecessary space between us.
“Fuck my hand, Cade,” he commanded, bringing his face down to devour my mouth with his lips, tongue, and teeth.
Powerless to do anything except obey, I gave myself permission to push away the worries about how to make it good for him and justtakesomething for myself for the first time in so long.
twenty-seven
ASHER
Watching my Cade baby’s shyness and hesitancy obliterated by his need to chase his own orgasm made me feral.
Keeping my hand wrapped around our cocks while my arm was smashed between our two bodies was no small feat, with Cade pushing his velvet-covered steel rod against my cock and palm.
The squelching sound of the wetness I’d left behind all over his cock and groin, combined with any pre-cum we’d leaked, was obscene perfection.
