“Do you want a finger?” he asks.
I swallow. “Yes,” I say, choking the word out. “Please.”
“Good.” I hear him rummage around, and when I glance over my shoulder, he’s spreading lube on a finger. He takes the moment to lean forward.
“Your ass is even hotter than I imagined.”
I cough out a laugh. “Thanks. Your mouth feels amazing.”
“Then you’re going to love this.”
He crawls back down and returns to rimming me. I expect his finger immediately, but he takes his time, and a minute later, my breath turns into a whine. I want to feel him penetrate me so badly I can barely handle it.
The tip of his finger presses to my rim. “Breathe,” he says gently, and when I do, the firm pressure slides in, slick with lube and saliva.
He stays still, barely inside me while he works my rim with his mouth, the burn of stubble overpowering me. It’s electric, the slight sensation powerful enough to make my whole body shake. My cock is throbbing hard, and it takes all my self control not to rut against the bed, pumping for relief as another orgasm builds.
His finger goes deeper and deeper again. Gabriel slides in and out, his mouth on my hole the entire time. When he curls his digit and finds my spot, light flashes across my vision.
It’s like I’m orgasming without having a climax. The firm pressure on my spot and the steady lick of his tongue cast a spell. Pleasure coils through me, burning at my core and flaming out to every part of my body.
I wrench my neck, desperate to see him. Gabriel keeps his finger inside me as he helps me turn until I’m on my back again. He’s naked, his erection stiff against his abs, and his lips are puffy, raw from working my ass.
“Good,” he says, looking down on me with a proud smile. “You’re so fucking hot.”
“More,” I say, my voice breathy, and he slides a second finger in.
I groan, suddenly so full I can barely handle it. Gabriel gives me another moment to adjust, but it doesn’t take long. He starts pumping his fingers into me, rubbing my spot as he slides in and out, and I thrust my hips down, meeting his rhythm.
“Fuck yeah,” he rasps, gripping his cock with his free hand. “You’re so tight.”
My hole clenches hard on his fingers, but he doesn’t stop. He guides me through the overwhelming sensation, and I grit my teeth, needing it so bad it hurts.
Precum pours onto my stomach. It’s like I’m on the edge of a cliff, always about to fall, but Gabriel’s touch roots me to the ground. I reach up and paw at his face, needing to feel him, and he leans down, pressing his forehead to mine while he buries his fingers deeper.
“What do you want?” he asks, his breath on my lips.
I could ask him to fuck me with his dick, and I know he would. His hard, slick cock is right there, so hot I can barely handle the sight of it. I want that so, so bad, but even with our foreheads pressed together and his fingers stroking my throbbing, tender spot, I know this isn’t the time.
I’m going to save that. I don’t know if I’ll ever find a man I love, but if I do, he’ll be the next one I share that with.
“I want this,” I tell him, pushing my ass out and taking his fingers harder. “Make me cum.”
He lets out a growl that’s nearly a purr, grinning. “My fucking pleasure, Spencer.”
His hand moves faster, the pressure relentless. I watch Gabriel pumping his cock with the same rhythm. I stroke myself softly, just barely playing with my wet crown, and it’s the most intense pleasure I’ve ever experienced. The building orgasm is everywhere, flooding my eyes with light and scorching my nerves.
Gasping, I hook my legs around Gabriel’s thighs and pull him closer. My hand finds his wrist, and I’m greedy, tugging to get him to fuck me harder with his fingers.
“Just like that,” he says, pumping into me while his bicep bulges. “Take it. Take my fingers in your tight hole.”
“Harder,” I groan, struggling to make myself talk dirty to him, even though my dick throbs whenever I do. “Fuck me harder.”
He lands on top of me again. I’m flailing and shaking beneath him, and my cock is trapped between our sweaty bodies. The full sensation is so good. I want it to never end, but I can’t fight off my climax anymore. When he hits my spot over and over again, my muscles wrench, and I explode.
It starts deep inside of me, an orgasm like I’ve never known possible, blooming out and roaring until my cock is pulsing and jet after jet of hot semen sprays on my chest. Gabriel’s breath is heavy. It sounds far away, like a different universe, but his body is everywhere on me at once, and his wet release splatters my chest.
The force of my second orgasm leaves me leveled, the satisfaction total and complete. Gabriel is collapsed on me, his fingers still buried deep. My muscles are all weak, and the bed is soaked with sweat.
