“So,” Felix murmured. “I promise this won’t hurt, at all.”
He pressed a kiss to the back of my neck. “Might be a little weird.”
Another kiss, further down, then one between my shoulder blades. “But absolutely not painful.”
I let out a breath I hadn’t intended to hold and let myself relax into the mattress.
Of course it wouldn’t hurt. Felix wouldneverhurt me.
More kisses, studding my spine until he got to the curve of my back, pausing to lick a wet stripe there that made me shiver down to my core. Laughter. The ghost of Felix’s breath drying his spit, making my skin tingle where his tongue had been.
“Hips up,” he instructed, shoving a pillow under me when I obeyed, even the ridiculously high thread count of Felix’s pillowcases rough against my already oversensitive cock.
“Oh,” Felix hesitated, fingertips digging into the flesh of my ass. “We’re gonna handle that first,” he said, already sliding back up the bed, laying down beside me and pulling me to lean against him, my back pressed up against his chest, hip to shoulder.
I gasped as his half-hard cock nestled against me, hot and intimate and suddenly bigger than I remembered, now that I could onlyfeelit.
“Shh,” Felix murmured, all control and confidence.
This was a whole new side of him, and I was excited to see it.
My breath hitched as Felix skimmed his palm down my belly, drawing patterns on the delicate skin there at first, touching and stroking everywhere but where Iwantedhim, leaving trails of fire burning on already oversensitive places.
I heard whimpering, and it took me a second to realize it wasme.
Felix made a soft, indulgent sound, slipping his hand down past my cock to fondle my balls, already slick with dripping precome.
“You’re so hard,” he said, mock-surprised. “For little ol’ me?”
“Yeah,” I murmured, more a breath than a word, not enough brainpower left to even play along with him. His cock twitched against me, so even if it wasn’t quite the right answer, it obviously still worked for him.
“This is hot,” Felix said in a rush of air, his breath tickling my neck as he kissed there, then nipped at my shoulder, palm brushing the base of my cock and making my back arch toward it for more touch, more friction, moreanything.
Felix had wrecked me for anyone else. I’d never wanted to get off so badly in mylife, and he’d barely touched me yet.
“I got you,” Felix promised, tucking his chin over my shoulder to watch as he finally,finallywrapped his fingers around my cock, wringing a moan out of me, making my belly tense up.
I was gonna come in two strokes if he started now, all over both of us like I was fifteen again and just learning how to touch myself.
I didn’t have Felix to play with then, but I had himnow. What was so wrong with enjoying it?
A cry caught in my throat as Felix gripped me tighter, my teeth digging into my lip at the sudden burst of pressure and friction, hips rocking into the touch. This really,reallywasn’t going to take long.
“It’ll be so much easier for you if you come first,” Felix murmured, short of breath. “It’s okay, don’t hold back. I’m not gonna laugh if you come your brains out over thethoughtof being fucked.”
That was what was happening, wasn’t it? I’d had one hell of a week.
Felix rocked his hips in time with mine, and I couldfeelhow hard he was getting over this, pressed against me so close, his cock brushing over my skin with every thrust, his fingers stroking me like he knew where all my sensitive spots were already.
I closed my eyes and let the next wave of need and want roll through me, a rush of precome coating Felix’s fingers, slicking the way, the sound of two people panting and the wet skin-on-skin of Felix jerking me off joining in for a chorus with the creaking mattress, filling my head and rolling down my spine.
I whimpered again, jerking my hips into Felix’s hand, hiccupping with frustration and then jerking harder, and then again, and finally finishing with a rush of white-hot pleasure. My ears rang, and my lungs burned for air, and my muscles turned to lead as I watched Felix skim his hand back up my chest and then lick his fingers clean over my shoulder.
Thatwas hot.
As if I wasn’t turned on enough already, another wave of lust washed over me at the thought of what we must’ve looked like.
“Good boy,” Felix murmured in my ear, that confident, take-charge voice back again, a little rougher than before.
