“I’ll remove mine, then.” I slithered free, then returned to cover his body with mine. “Now, where were we?”
He tensed as I lowered myself. “James, what is it?” Shit, he had totally frozen. “Hey, come back to me, sweetheart.” I eased to the side, freeing him, and captured his face in my hand. “Are you all right?”
He blinked a few times, then swallowed. “Umm, maybe I could be on top? If that’s okay?”
I shot off him and landed on the mattress beside him, instantly giving him some space. Of course he was unhappy being caged in, even if that hadn’t been my intention. Apart from anything else, I was a lot bigger than him, although I doubted that was behind his anxiety. Once again, that fucker Cormack was to blame. I’d happily go back in time and join Edwin in staking him all over again.
“I’m an idiot. It didn’t occur to me not to get on top.”
“It’s okay. Really,” he insisted when I didn’t move a muscle. “I want you to make me come. A-and the rest.” Another blush that could set fire to my home. Goddess, he was hot when he squirmed. I tapped his leg.
“We can stay like this, side by side, if you like?” He nodded. “I really want to stroke you.”
“Yeah, do it.” His whispered pleas were going to be the end of me.
I leaned across to grab some lube and slicked up my hand. Taking him in a firm grasp, I shunted my palm up his shaft atthe same time I returned my tongue to his mouth. Instantly, he thrust into my fist and I arched towards him, grinding my own cock against his upper thigh. We both moaned.
“Can you…can you do it like..?” James was still blushing, but I stroked him again and silently communicated he should try again. “Like in porn, both of us together,” he blurted in a rush.
Oh, sweetheart. You look at me like that and I’ll do anything you want.
I shifted until I could wrap my hand around both our cocks, then began a slow up and down. James’ pupils grew to the size of saucers. “Jeezus…that’s hot,” he slurred.
Adjusting my grip, I pulled him close for another scorching kiss. James gasped, then his cock pulsed under my fingers, clear fluid trickling from the slit. His eyes rolled back in their sockets, and a smile spread across his face. “Oh Goddd…”
He suddenly laid his hand over mine and shook his head. “Don’t want to come like this.”
Oh? “Then how?”
He audibly gulped, seemingly having a silent conversation with himself. Then he blurted, “I’d like to fuck you. If, if you’d…”
The bed became too insubstantial to hold me together. I stared blindly at James, processing what he’d said. I finally gathered the remnants of my scrambled brain enough to ask, “Me? Not Eddie?”
“Why not you?” he retorted. When I made a flailing gesture, he shrugged. “Just ’cause I met him first don’t mean shit. We’re all together, aren’t we?” When I yet again failed to respond, he bit his lower lip. “Did I say it wrong?”
Goddess, no!“Absolutely not.” My voice came out more firmly. “I was just so surprised. I know polyamorous relationships don’t have to be and realistically can’t be ‘equal’” — I made finger quotes — “but I assumed if you ever wanted this, it would be with Eddie. Or, at least, the first time.” I threw my hairback off my shoulders and sat up to pull him against me. “Don’t doubt for a second that I want this. I’m a natural switch and I’ve been going a little crazy for lack of a cock in my arse for longer than I care to remember.”
James sniggered. “I’ve seen what’s in your bedside drawer, you big liar.”
I chuckled. “You little shit. I meant a cock belonging to a person, not a toy. As you know perfectly well.”
He giggled, then cleared his throat. “So, you want to then? Even though I’ve never done this and I’ll probably be crap at it.”
I kissed him until he was breathless. “I know you’ve been with women before. It’s not that different, apart from needing lube. You willnotbe crap. And even if you are, everyone has a first time. I don’t mind practising a lot.” I leered at him until his lips curved upwards, then he nodded.
At his instigation, I lay on my back, facing him. He handed me a pillow. “You want this?” Back to shy James. I shoved it under my hips and dragged him down to thoroughly plunder his mouth.
“We don’t need condoms,” I explained. “I’m notquiteas impervious to death and destruction as Eddie, but I know where you’ve been.”
“Just as well, seeing as I doubt you have any, and I’m not breaking the mood by running to the corner shop.” His eyes crinkled. I wanted more than ever to keep that smile on his face.
Except, slamming into me from nowhere came a doubt so huge, it temporarily robbed me of my breath.
“Mushroom,” I croaked as soon as I forced some air into my lungs. “Mushroom, red. Fuck, I can’t.”
James catapulted off the bed, his face a mask of horror. “What did I do?” His eyes were wide and glassy.
I shook my head and reached out to encircle his wrist to drag him back to me. “Nothing, darling. I swear it’s not you.”
