“I know,” he panted out. “You want to come. I’m not going to stop this time, okay?”
“N-no.” I couldn’t believe what I was going to say. My head was spinning, my heart pounding in my chest like I was being chased. “Wait.” I requested, pushing at the toy pressed up against me. He fumbled with his phone for a second, immediately snapping it off, eyeing me with concern.
“Wait?” He asked incredulously. “After all that?”
“Yeah,” I responded, kind of sheepishly. “It’s just that… I…”
I could do this. I could ask for what I wanted. He’d told me that over and over, that he loved when I opened up and expressed my needs.
“Do you have any condoms?” I finally asked, swallowing hard as he blinked in confusion.
“Ah, I… Maybe? I’d have to check if they’re still in date. It’s been, uh… A while,” he finished, looking vaguely embarrassed for whatever reason. We’d never used one for anything, so I wasn’t surprised it had been a while. Unless he meant, like… A much longer while. “What do you need a condom for?”
Of course he would ask that and force me to elaborate. But after he’d just spent the last several minutes coaxing me away from the start of a panic attack, it was only fair for me to suck it up and be honest.
“For… For you. For your dick,” I said, nearly cringing at the way the words sounded in my ears. “I mean, I want… You. To… Fuck me.”
His shock was obvious, before he composed himself and contorted his face into what he probably thought was a neutral expression. But he looked like he was ready to demonstrate his statement about being ready to bark for me at any given moment.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“You mean fuck you…” He trailed off, lifting up enough to tap against the front part of the vibrator, knocking it against my swollen, throbbing dick. “In here?” Even that light touch was enough to send a shudder through me, my hips bucking in response.
“Yes. But if you keep doing that, I’m going to come before you can even get in me,” I warned, and the corner of his mouth perked up a little, though his eyes were still shooting lovesick, enamored rays into mine.
“We, um, wouldn’t want that,” he said quickly, the obvious excitement in his voice making my pulse skip. “Let me just…”
He sprang up from the bed, frantically digging around in his bedside drawer. He pulled a condom out, holding it up to the light and squinting as he scrutinized the date on it, before returning to the bed, settling between my legs. His cock was stiff, straining up toward his abs, a beautiful vein running up the underside. I hadn’t known if I would ever want to do this with any guy, but I was suddenly very, very sure.
To my intense relief, he didn’t ask me any more qualifying questions or hesitate to carefully hook a finger around the middle part of the toy, gently tugging it out. My abdominal muscles clenched at the long pull, and the instant sensation of being hollowed out made me wince. When he ripped open the foil packet and rolled it down onto his dick, I had to bite back the urge to squirm in anticipation. He seemed to understand Ididn’t want to wait any more, and I definitely didn’t need lube or stretching, at least not after all the extended foreplay.
He tugged at my hips, easily maneuvering my body closer to his and positioning my thighs around him before lining up the broad head of his cock with my hole.
“You’ve never done this before, right?” He asked. I knew that he knew I hadn’t. But I also knew he was completely enamored with the idea of, once again, taking some part of me that I’d never given anyone else.
“No.”
“How come?” He asked, his eyes intense on mine, so dark they looked like cobalt. When he pushed inside, the pressure of his thick cock stretching me made me gasp, and my lips fell open. My breath rushed out, my heart speeding up and smacking against my ribs.
“I… I only want you. You’re all that matters.”
His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as the force of my words hit him. He let out a husky little groan, his head falling forward as he sank in inch by inch. It burned and ached, like cutting teeth, my thighs already trembling from the intensity.
“Fuck, Aspen. You’re so fucking tight. Just for me,” he added, his hands wedging under me so he could hold my ass in a firm grip, tilting up my hips as he bottomed out, bumping me with his pelvis.
“You feel really good,” I said breathlessly, all my muscles twitching and quivering. I’d never felt so achingly open before, his big dick hot and pulsing to stimulate every inch of my tight channel. Everything was so swollen and sensitive from how long he’d been torturing me, I could feel my body hovering on that precipice again. And I was not waiting any fucking longer.
“Don’t move,” I panted out the order, digging my heels into his lower back to make him obey whether he wanted to or not. Wedging my hand down between our stomachs, I took my dickin my fingers and jerked it, frantic to finally come after so much edging.
Caelyx was panting so harshly his chest was practically heaving. I could tell he was doing his absolute best to obey my command not to move, but when I started clenching around him to squeeze his cock, he let out an adorable little whine, twitching against me like he couldn’t help it. I gripped his waist with my free hand, holding him tight so he couldn’t retreat from me as I worked myself for another few seconds.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck. I’m…” I squeezed my eyes closed, sparks layering and layering in my lower back, condensing into one big ball of fire.
“Come for me, Cupcake,” he rasped out. “Show me how much you love my cock in you.”
“I do,” I promised him, nearly delirious with pleasure. “I fucking love it. Oh my god, Caelyx.”
