“I want this too,” I murmured. “ButI’mnervous… what if I hurt you?”
Charlie stepped forward, placing his free hand on my cheek, pulling me so our lips were almost touching. “You won’t. But if it’s too much for either of us, we’ll say the safe word and we stop instantly.” His lube covered fingers reached between us, stroking the dildo, groaning loudly as he covered it.
“Okay.”
He slanted his mouth, kissing me slowly and deeply, his touch soothing my fear and filling me with confidence.
“I want you to enjoy this, so relax, do what feels right, and I’ll tell you if there’s something I’m not enjoying.”
I swallowed down my fear. “Turn round, Myth Maker. Bend forward.”
I took him in as he positioned himself. His muscles rippling, the stunning tattoo that covered his back, his still slightly damp from the shower skin. I danced my fingers over his ink, his ass cheeks tightening from my touch.
“Spread your legs.” I covered my fingers in lube and pressed them to his entrance, loving how easily two slipped inside him. “Oh wow, you did such a good job of getting ready for me.”
I pumped my fingers slowly, pushing the lube up inside him. Turning my head to the side, I could see Charlie’s profile in the mirror as well as me behind him. It was a stunning sight. Charlie’s eyes were closed, his face relaxed, his body submitting to me in the most intimate way.
I thought about teasing him, adding another finger, stretching him, but I knew he was ready, so I eased out, loving the sounds that fell from him once he realized what was happening.
Silently, he shifted his hips, as if inviting me in. Taking the slick toy in my hand, I edged it through his cheeks, letting it settle at his entrance.
“Ready?” I whispered, but he didn’t reply, only offering me a slight nod of his head. I eased in slowly, pausing when the tip was inside, but Charlie didn’t scream or tell me to stop, so I pushed in further, watching as his ass swallowed me up.
Chapter 35
Charlie
I was noisy during sex… I liked the cries and grunts Fern usually pulled from me, but right now I couldn’t make a sound, the sensation silencing me. She eased in slowly, giving me time to adjust, but when she bottomed out and her hips touched my ass and the dildo skimmed my prostate, I almost lost it. I was already aching and throbbing from fucking her in the shower, despite how much I’d made myself come today, but this feeling… this was something else. Something bigger. Something that satisfied a craving I didn’t even know I had.
Gripping my hip hard with one hand, the fingers on her other one skimmed my tattoo as if she was trying to balance how she touched me as she slid slowly out of me, before thrusting back in.
“Fuck,” I moaned.
“Good or bad fuck?” she whispered, her nerves clear in her voice.
“Good… so good. Feels so good.”
I could feel her body relax behind me as she pushed in and out of me again.
“Oh God, right there. Do that again… harder.”
“How hard?” she giggled.
“I want you to fuck me, Princess, so as hard as you can.”
She pulled almost all the way out, before pausing, making my ass ache with the need for more, but then she slammed back into me, making my cock drag against the sheets as she pegged my prostate.
“Yes. Fuck. Just like that.”
“Look to the left.”
Confused, I turned my head, crying out when I saw our reflection in the mirror in my closet.
I couldn’t look away as I watched Fern fuck me, seeing the look of pleasure that rippled through my expression every time she drove into me.
I didn’t know how long we fucked; my body getting lost in her touch while my mind floated freely.
“You can come whenever you want, Charlie. Do you want me to touch you?” But I didn’t. The pressure on my cock from being caught between the sheets and my abs was perfect, as my overstimulate prostate was rubbed with every thrust of her hips.
