An explosion ofyesaccompanied the dampness that slicked his fingers as they twisted in my hole. I writhed, trying to squirm free without being sure I wanted to. Then, he rubbed the spot that made me jerk, and I rocked back into his touch with a much louder cry.
With another flick of his fingers, I was shivering andpushing up on my arms after he’d so purposefully angled me down. My mouth hung open, tongue lolling as I sucked at the air, savoring the honeysuckle sweetness of every gasp.
It was delicious.
Beck spread his fingers again, stretching my hole wide before he pulled out. The removal was abrupt. Quick, the way he’d said he wanted to do this, and I barely had time to chase his retreat before he was on me again, grabbing my waist and rolling me onto my back.
He’d been standing before, but now he crawled onto the bed, using his arms and legs to pen me in. Sprawled on the mattress and shadowed by the bulk of his body, I felt more exposed than ever.
But he was handsome. Tan and toned and every bit as firm as I’d hoped he would be. And his eyes glowed like nightlights in the contours of his face. Tiny flames warring against the dark.
Beck sat back on his haunches, then grabbed my ankles, tugging me forward until my knees were hooked around his arms and my bare ass rested against his thighs. When he grasped his cock, I blew out a breath, readying myself for the first plunging thrust.
Without a word of warning, he invaded me. Iwaswet, slick with arousal that aided his entry, but it was still a stretch to take him. Tingling pain pulsed through my limbs and made my toes curl. I squirmed and whimpered.
Did he know this was my first time? Was it obvious how strange this all felt? And was it normal to waffle so erratically between wariness and want?
My cock had stiffened, lying atop my stomach and pressed between us. When Beck moved at last, his abs dragged over my length while his dick slid smoothly inside my channel. The combined sensation had my eyes rollingback, and I arched into him, bending, stretching, pressing to take more.
My response must have encouraged him because he adjusted his grip, bracing his arms against my back and sinking his fingers into my shoulders. I was splayed open like a pinned butterfly when he railed into me again.
And again.
Again.
The deep, punishing thrusts seemed apt to split me in half. I flailed, seeking purchase on his muscled torso, then drawing up until I had as firm a grip on him as he had on me. The shift in position had him moving differently, and he hit that spot inside with full force. I unraveled with a shout, then a whine, and raked my nails across every bit of his skin I could reach.
Beck’s next breath was a hiss, and he dropped me onto the mattress, angled down the slope of his thighs. He kept fucking me, scrubbing my head against the sheets and sinking into my ass until I was wailing.
“Hush!” His hand clamped over my mouth to muffle my cry. It was a weighty touch, a claiming grab that pinned me to the bed while he pistoned into me with brutal abandon.
Silenced, restrained, penetrated… it all caught up with me in a rush of panic. This wasn’t Maslow’s room with shackles on the bed or gags to shove down my throat, but it functioned the same.
Did I want that?
Did I wantthis?
With Beck on top of me, my entire view was his face, shoulders, and arms enveloping me. The gel that had shaped his hair into perfect swaths had split, and now his dark locks hung loose against his temples, glinting with occasional threads of silver. Lines creased his brow as hisexpression drew taut with a composure I couldn’t hope to match. Poised regally above me, he used my body while I bathed in the waves of his pleasure.
Ididwant it.
My instincts roused to the fullness in my ass and the pressure on my lips that was unyielding and as intimate as a kiss.
I gasped against Beck’s fingers, then slipped my tongue out to flick at his skin. Tasting. Savoring. I nipped at his flesh and sucked on the pads of his fingers and before I knew it, I was moaning.
“Whoa,” Beck rumbled. “Slow down, kid, you’re gonna strain yourself.”
But I didn’t slow down, and neither did he. He thrust into me without reprieve, and I moaned louder, snaking my tongue between his digits and swallowing.
I licked and sucked and panted with my hands knotted in the sheets and my body bent in half. Beck rocked my hips higher, tilting me backward until I was half lifted off the bed with my head trapped beneath his hand. My lips felt bruised, scraping against my teeth as I gasped another cry.
Lust formed a cloud around us, dense enough to choke on, and I opened my mouth wider, seeking clean air but taking two fingers to the back of my throat instead. I gagged, then suckled, nursing Beck’s fingers like they were the source of my sustenance. He slid the digits over my tongue, pressing and probing while my cock leaked a steady stream of precum, slicking our stomachs with fluid.
Beck groaned while he watched his fingers disappear into the wet heat of my mouth. I held his gaze and hollowed my cheeks, consuming him in every way I could. Taking him for all he was worth.
My balls were tight, my body rigid, and my brain fuzzywhen Beck climaxed with a grunt. The feeling of his seed spilling into me rubbed my nerves raw and started me trembling.
Full.
