That’s because you’re scared as hell of hurting him.
Positioning my torso over his thigh, I brought the slippery tips of my fingers to the base of his cock. Angling it up so I could take the head into my mouth, I began gently sucking it as my hand drifted down to his hole.
“Ah, shit.”
The sensation against all of those sensitive nerve endings had Cade’s back arching up from the mattress.
I pressed firmly against his entrance, sinking a finger inside slowly as he breathed deeply, relaxing his muscles as much as possible.
I’d been obsessed with fingering his ass for weeks now due to the way he practically dissolved with the pleasure he felt.
The trust of letting me inside his body was not lost on me.
I glanced up at his face from where I was busy sinking my mouth onto his cock and my finger into his hole.
The gorgeous flush had covered him from ears to sternum. His breath now came in irregular puffs as he fought to stay still while I opened him up and tortured him with slow sucks of his length.
The sexiest thing of all was the way he watched my every motion. Except for the occasional prolonged blink when I touched a super sensitive spot inside him, his gaze remained laser-focused on me.
It was stupid to get emotional when everything about this moment was so goddamn hot, but I couldn’t help but be filled with gratitude that he’d chosen me to take this next step with.
I would never take it for granted.
Pushing a second, then third, finger inside him, I increased the pace of my motions while popping off his cock. I let it fall from between my lips and smack wetly against his lower abdomen with a lewd sound.
I loved dirtying up Cade in these moments.
“Fuck,” he exhaled, staring down as his cock glistened with my saliva.
“Soon, sweetheart. Grab a condom.” My tone was lightly teasing.
“Humph, that’s not what I meant, and you know. . . Oh, shit, Ash!”
I cut off his reply with a particularly deep stroke of my fingers, followed by dragging the three pads of my fingers over his prostate. His chest punched up into the air in response.
Blindly reaching toward the nightstand beside him, he messily grabbed a couple of condoms out of the drawer before shoving his fist in my direction.
As I slid out of him, I kept my eyes locked on the taut skin of his entrance as it flexed around the intrusion.
We both let out a groan as I withdrew completely, his hole pulsing around nothing after being pushed to the limit.
I met his gaze. The arousal and vulnerability in his eyes had me moving quickly to give him whatever he needed.
My cock ached as I shifted from his side back to kneeling in the space between his legs.
Reaching across his pelvis to grab a condom off the sheets, I tore it open, and then spent triple the amount of time needed to put the damn thing on because I couldn’t tear my eyes from the vision laid out in front of me.
My gaze trailed from the flush of pink to the miles of freckles all over his cheeks, down his neck, and sliding down to his chest. His rose-colorednipples peaked on the firm rise of his pecs, and his hard cock shifted with the impatient twitches of his hips.
Reaching blindly for one of the pillows that had been disturbed by our movements, I tapped Cade’s hip with the side of my hand so I could shove it beneath his hips.
The urgency to be inside him now rode me fiercely as I grabbed the bottle of lube. Squeezing too hard, I applied an obscene amount over the condom, gently pushing any remaining liquid inside him.
“Ready?” My voice was thick with need.
“So ready, Ash,” Cade replied without hesitation.
The surety in his tone, combined with theconfidence in his gaze, washed away my last bit of hesitation.
