A warm sensation rolls through me at the touch, and I release a moan as he rubs his finger over me. I slide my hand up his arm, feeling the flex of his muscles as he moves, and anticipation quickly builds. If there was even a hint of doubt in me before, it’s now gone.
“That feels good,” I breathe, shifting my leg wider as I let myself sink into the sensation.
He shifts closer to lie next to me, and I see and feel the same need in him that’s in me. I grip his arm and let my eyes close as he continues to work his finger over my hole, and my entire body gives into the incredible feeling. But my eyes open as he presses his finger firmly against my hole and meets my gaze, waiting for me to tell him what I want.
And fuck do I want it.
I nod and tighten my grip on his arm. “Yes.”
His finger slowly pushes into me, and I grunt against the intrusive feeling. The pressure immediately makes my muscles tense, and Silas slows, but I shake my head.
“Keep going,” I pant.
He hesitates for a moment, but then slowly continues to push his finger inside me. I wince at the intense stretch until suddenly… fuck.
Fuck.
That feels fuckinggood.
My hand lifts to grab the back of his head, and I slam my mouth against his as my cock throbs and a new kind of pleasure spreads through me.
Silas slowly slides his finger in and out of me as I kiss him, and the feeling of his tongue against mine, his finger in my ass, his hard cock pressed against my hip… oh my god.
Just… oh my fucking god.
It feels so fucking good. Pleasure is flowing through me with every thrust of his finger inside me, and with each one, I just want more. I needmore.
“Another,” I murmur against his lips.
He doesn’t even hesitate as he slowly slides a second finger into me, this time feeling easier as the pressure shifts into something that has me rocking my hips and moaning into his mouth.
His finger brushes over a spot inside me that has a loud groan ripping out of my chest, and my hand flies to Silas’s hair as a surge of heat travels up my spine.
“Oh my god,” I grunt as he does it again, and he pulls back from my lips to watch me.
I feel like I’m coming apart under his hands and eyes, as my breath gets away from me, warmth radiates through my pelvis, and I feel like I’m going to fucking lose it.He keeps going, thrusting his fingers in and out of my ass, stroking that spot inside me, and stretching me out in a way that I never thought would feel this good.
And when Silas pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, watching me with that intense look of need in his eyes, I can’t wait any longer.
“Get a condom,” I pant, gently nudging his chest to get one.
But he stills, and his eyes widen.
“I don’t have any,” he says.
Fuck.
For as much as I wanted this, I was not fucking prepared.
I groan and rub a hand over my face. Then I squint at him.
“Have you been checked, since…” I roll my eyes with a frustrated breath, the reminder of him being with someone else hitting hard, especially with his fingers still in my ass, “you were with…Bell?”
His fingers slide out of me slowly as a small smirk pulls at his lips, and I shoot him a look for taking the good feeling away.
“Yeah. I’m all good,” he says.
Then he wraps his lubed fingers around his cock and slowly strokes himself.
