His eyes flick between mine as he stands as stiff as a board. “Have you… did you ever…” he trails off, looking hopeful I’ll get what he’s trying to ask.
And I can’t help but chuckle and give him a small shake to loosen him up a bit.
“Have anything in my ass?” I ask.
He just shrugs one shoulder with a small nod.
“No,” I say simply.
His brows lift. “And you want it now?”
“I do,” I say, as the need only rises with absolute certainty. “I want you, Silas. Everything about you. All of you, in every way.”
Silas’s hands lift to my back, and heat seems to spread through me at the touch.
“You sure?” he asks.
“Positive,” I say, the word coming out breathier than I intended.
He pulls me closer, and his lips meet mine. I wrap my arms around him as he holds me tight, and our kiss quickly turns heated. My tongue slides against his as his hands slip under my shirt, and soft moans and groans escape us.
We stay locked in our kiss, stripping our clothes as we stumble our way towards the bedroom, and my heart pounds the entire time with anticipation of what we’re about to do.
And I desperately want it. Ineedit.
I need Silas in every way I can get him. I need him to touch me, kiss me, make me?—
“Fuck.” I suddenly pull away from him as my heart sinks. “We need lube.”
Silas’s brow furrows. “Well… I have some.”
A rush of emotions suddenly slams into me. Relief and excitement mix with jealousy and unease as my eyes narrow on him. “Why do you have lube?”
The corner of his lips twitches. “Because I’m a guy and it feels good?”
It takes me a moment to realize what he means.
Oh… shit.
My gaze drops immediately to his hard cock, the image of his lubed hand wrapped around it flashing through my head. I look back up at him as a sly smile spreads across my lips. “Have you ever used it while thinking about me?”
He just smirks back at me.
Jesus.
I pull him down onto the bed on top of me, my hands landing on his ass as I grind him against my hard cock and groan against his lips. Everything between us turns frantic and needy as our hands roam, our cocks slide against each other, and I kiss him with a desperation I can’t contain.
“Get the lube,” I pant, pushing him back.
He chuckles and leans over to the bedside table, opening the drawer and digging around until he finds it.
He holds it in his hand as he looks down at me, and for a moment, it’s obvious neither of us knows exactlyhowto do this.
I reach out and take the lube as my heart pounds. I may not know exactly what I’m doing, but I know what my body wants… and that’s enough to just fucking go for it. I flip the cap open and pour some onto his fingers, his eyes locked on mine while his chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.
I toss the lube aside and meet his eyes, guiding his hand down to my ass.
He holds my gaze for a beat before dropping it to his hand, and presses his lubed fingers to my hole.
