“Patience,” Ashleymurmured. Did I say that out loud?
“One finger to start, okay?”he continued. “You’ve seen my fingers, they’re delicate. You’ll barely feel it.”
I nodded, letting a breathout slowly, waiting for—
“Ah.”
Barely feel it? It was theonlything I could feel as Ashley pushed into me, slow and careful. The lube-slickedslide was smooth, but I could feel every micron of Ashley’s finger as itpressed inside.
Weird was the right word.Not bad, justnew.
I’d done medical exams in mylife—some of them careful, some of them less so—but this wasdifferent.
“Good boy,” Ashley murmured.“Taking it like a champ.”
I snorted, some of thetension easing out of my belly as the rest of Ashley’s hand brushed againstsensitive skin, a calming touch that reminded me this didn’thurt.
And if Ashley was anythingto go by, it was going to feel incredible.
Stars burst behind myeyelids, a molten wave of pleasure shivering all the way to my core as hebrushed against what I assumed had to be my prostate. The strangled yelp thatescaped me made me grateful the house was empty.
“You’re gonna be so muchfun,” Ashleyenthused, praise dripping from his tone. At least he was happy.
My head throbbed, stillrecovering from the sudden shock of pleasure. I bit my lip when he brushed overthe same spot again, this spike of pleasure less sharp but more intense,somehow, strong enough to make tears spring up in my eyes.
Ashley barely let up,stroking and coaxing and fucking me with his fingers, two and then three. Mythighs were tense and my balls ached as the familiar urge to come welled up, asharp warning spike.
“Ash,” I gasped, reachingfor the words to tell him. They were out of my grasp, pleasure clouding mybrain.
“Come for me,” Ashleyencouraged. “It’s okay if you come.”
My whole body jerked as thoughhe’dflipped a switch, vision whiting out and brain switching to static for a momentas my orgasm hit. Every muscle in my body seemed to tense at once,pleasure-pain shooting through me with a wave of relief chasing it as I burstover the bedclothes beneath me.
My head pounded as Ashleystroked my balls, wringing another sharp-edged wave of pleasure out of mebefore I collapsed onto the mattress, boneless.
Fuck.
And that was just hisfingers?
I wanted his cock so badlynow that I was more than willing to beg.
“Did you… did you…” Igasped, forcing myself to catch my breath. “Ash?”
“I didn’t finish,” Ashleysaid, pulling his fingers out carefully. “But you don’t have to go all the wayif you don’t want to. If—”
“I want to,” I interrupted,gritting my teeth at the effort of spreading my legs further apart to show himthat I meant it.
This might have been theonly chance I was getting, I didn’t want to give it up.
“Do you need a minute?”Ashley asked. Sparks of pleasure skittered over my skin as he smoothed a handup the back of my thigh, oversensitive skin burning under his touch.
My knuckles were white whereI was gripping the bedclothes, hanging on as though the bed itself might buckme off.
I shook my head. “In a minute, Iwon’t be this relaxed. Now’s a good time.”
“Are yousure?” Ashley asked,making me hiss as he brushed a finger over my sensitive hole. But Iwassure. I wantedhim more than anything else in the world right now.
“Positive. Please.”
