“What?” he asks, softly stroking my face with the backs of his fingers. “You’re the one who brought up pegging me in the car. You can’t tease me with a good time and then take it away.”
As he pulls back, I grab his head and kiss him again like my life depends on it. This man.
This. Incredible. Man.
Not only is he kind, supportive, caring, adorably prim, and so damn sexy I could cry, but he’s also surprising. Surprising in his humour, his resilience, his possessiveness, and his filthpottendencies. I love everything about him. And even more, I love how surprising he is in this moment when he’s telling me he wants me inside him.
“Will you fuck me, baby?”
“Are you sure?” I ask, unsure why I’m questioning it, except for the fact that he hasn’t ever brought up the idea of me topping before. It could also be because I’m shitting myself. I’ve never topped before, and I’m terrified I’ll do it wrong and hurt him.
“More than sure.” He takes my hand and guides it to his arse, then keeps going until my fingers reach his hole. What I find there shocks me so much I gasp and almost choke on my own saliva.
“Is that… a plug?” I ask, incredulous.
“Yep. Needed to make sure I’d like it before I asked. Turns out” – he kisses me savagely as I press on the base of it – “hnng, fuck. Turns out I really fucking like it.”
My dick could pound nails, it’s so hard right now.
“You do?” I tease, pressing on the plug again and wiggling it a little in his hole.
“Fuck, baby. Stop. I want you inside mewhen I come. Fuck me, please. Will you?” His voice is breathy, frantic, and so fucking sexy.
“I’ve never done it before, Nash,” I admit, self-consciousness hitting me in that second.
“I know, baby, but I want this. We can go slow. Do you want to?”
I nod, bewildered by him, and he kisses me savagely, lying back down and taking me with him. He reaches blindly to a small bag beside our makeshift bed and grabs the lube. He presses it into my chest. “Get me ready for you.”
I reach behind him and pull the plug out gently, thrusting it in and out a couple of times before I do, leaving him panting. Next, I fumble with the lube bottle, clumsy and awkward, and Nash just smiles while he watches me. It’s a smile of affection, not derision, and that distinction makes me feel incredibly safe. Before I open the lube, I scoot down the bed, encouraging Nash to lift his knees to his chest so I can get to his hole. His dark, hairy, sexy fucking hole. I lean in and press a soft kiss to his opening, making him gasp in surprise. The taste of the lube he used to put the plug in lingers, but it’s not enough to mask the taste of him.
Musky, male, and all fucking mine.
“Fuck, baby,” he grunts. “You feel gooddown there.” I smile at his praise, like I always do, and dive in.
I lick at his hole, pushing spit into him as he writhes on the bed beneath me. I do everything to him that feels mind-blowingly incredible when he does it to me. I suck my saliva back out before spitting into his hole, and fuck, now I know why he likes that. The sense of possession that rolls through me at the small act is intoxicating. I take deep breaths, calming my nerves and excitement so I won’t explode the second I push inside him. I pop the cap on the lube and squeeze a generous amount on my index and middle fingers and take a deep breath in as I rub them together to coat their full lengths.
“You ready for this?” I ask him, still not quite believing I’m about to be inside him.
“Stop stalling, baby. I’m ready, I promise, I want this.”
Nodding to myself and holding my bottom lip between my teeth in concentration, I take my fingers to his hole and gently trace my fingertips around his loosened rim. With each circle my fingers make, I apply more pressure until a single finger slips inside him to the first knuckle.
“Is this OK?” I check in again. Nash’s voicecomes out a little throaty this time.
“It’s perfect, keep going. Don’t stop, Corey.”
I work the full length of my finger into him before curling it ever so slightly to tap against his prostate. Fucking pinch me, how is this my life right now?
“Jesus fuck, Corey. Get another finger in me, right now.” I look down at Nash to find his head back and eyes almost fully closed. His dick is hard, which pleases me. The precum that had started to leak from the tip is making a slow descent down his length. I want so badly to put my mouth around his head to taste him, but I also don’t want to delay this. I can’t. I could come untouched just from fingering him, I swear. I want this to last, at least for as long as I can hold out once I’m inside him.
I want this to last forever.
“Is this OK?” I ask, and even I can hear the nerves in my voice.
“It’s perfect, little rabbit. Come on, do it now. Fuck me, baby.”
I quickly remove my fingers from his hole, and he grunts at the emptiness. I lube my cock and line it up with his hole. I push forward slowly, so slowly, until he reaches up andgrabs my arse cheeks, pulling me into him with a growl.
