“Thank you.” He met my gaze. Sincerity warmed his dark eyes. “For asking.”
I smiled, ignoring the sad tug of my heart at the reason behind having to ask. I pushed away the thought, centering myself once more on this moment and promising myself I’d do whatever I could to keep him in the present, too.
My lips brushed across his skin lightly. I kissed every scar twice over before moving down his stomach. Once I got to his waistband, I took longer, breathing in the mix of his bar soap and natural scent. I could see the hard imprint against his blue boxers. I ached to feel him inside me, but longed to push inside him even more.
“What are you doing?” he asked when I kissed him through the fabric for longer than necessary.
“Getting you ready,” I said between kisses.
“I’ve been ready.”
I shook my head and tucked my hand underneath his dick, pressing it into the fabric so my kisses were all the more frustrating.
David laughed through his moan. “You’re cute.”
“I know.” I kissed him long enough for an impressive amount of pre-cum to darken the cotton.
When I finally pulled away, David sighed in protest. I pulled myself onto my knees, securing the harness.
“Off,” I said, nudging my chin toward his underwear while still trying to get comfortable with the strap-on. With it secured, applying slight pressure on my core, an ache burned through me. My nipples hardened at the sight of the toy attached to me and the very hard, very patient David. I forgot how much I loved the high of offeringpleasure.
“Sit up for a second,” I said.
David sucked in a breath, impatient but willing. When he pushed himself up, I moved back to stand at the foot of the bed. I gestured with my fingers for him to follow, sitting on the edge. With his face aligned with the toy, I cupped his cheeks and said, “Take me in.”
His neck bobbed as he swallowed.
“Look at me while you do it.” I tugged on his hair, tilting his head up so his gaze would meet mine. “Okay?”
“Okay.” David’s hands wrapped around my hips, holding me steady. I held the toy level with his mouth. David parted his lips, taking in inch by inch while keeping his eyes locked with mine.
I couldn’t tell who was more turned on by his mouth taking the toy in. But I knew we were equal in the sexual frustration of being this close and this trusting.
David’s hands moved to my ass as I urged the toy further into his mouth. I pulled it out for a second to give him a break before pushing it back in, deeper.
“Can you take it?” I whispered with half of it buried inside. “All of it.”
He nodded, moaning around the length.
“You sure?” I pulled back.
David’s eyes pleaded with me, grip tightening for me to continue pushing.
I shook my head and pulled out. “My speed. My terms.”
He sighed, swallowing a retort and nodding instead. I smiled at this rare hint of obedience.
“You’re being so good,” I complimented and pulled one foot up to place on the bed.
David’s breath hitched at those words. He closed his eyes when I ran my fingers through his hair.
“And here I thought only saying mean things would garner this kind of reaction.”
“Don’t get used to it.” David looked up at me. “I only enjoy the switch-up in bed.”
“So do I.” I pressed the dildo onto his mouth again. He parted his lips.
Despite wanting to see if he could actually handle the whole thing, I worried about pushing him too far, too fast.
