He pulled back a fraction to look into my eyes. “You want something else? We can just?—”
“Fuck me,” I blurted. “I want you to do it.”
He loosened his grip. “I thought you didn’t…”
“Not usually.”
He hesitated. “I’m perfectly happy doing anything you want, Angel. As long as we both enjoy it, it’s all good.”
I nodded. “I know. That’s why I’m asking. I know you won’t push or take too much. You’ll give me exactly what I want.”
“Yeah…”
I wet my lips. “I want your dick inside me, Will. Is that okay? Will you give me what I want?”
“Fuck.” He groaned. “Yes.”
Knight shoved me down to the bed. I kicked my shorts off my ankles and removed the rest of my clothes while he stripped.
He came down on top of me, all hard muscle, hot breath, and grasping hands.
It was overwhelming in only the best ways.
Before I could do much more than coast my hands up over his broad back, he was sliding down between my legs, forcing my thighs apart with strong hands, and engulfing my cock in the sweetest wet heat.
I cried out, but he wasn’t done assaulting my senses. While he swallowed my dick, he grasped my ass and parted my cheeks, grazing my hole with a fingertip.
I clenched around nothing.
He slid a finger into his mouth, alongside my cock, getting it wet. Then he slipped it down to gently circle my rim, softening me up.
I twisted to reach for the lube sitting on top of the bedside table. I tossed it to him.
He pulled off my cock. “How much prep do you need? Have you ever done this?”
“I have. It’s been a long time.” I swallowed. “But, um, I prepared before our date.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Yeah? You knew then?”
I nodded, eyes fixed on his. “I don’t want to hold anything back. Not with you.”
He rubbed my thighs, more soothingly than sensually. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
I wouldn’t need that. But I knew better than to suggest that to him. I nodded.
He pushed my legs back, rolling my ass toward him, and lowered his mouth. This time, he bypassed my cock and gave my balls a tongue bathing before venturing back to my hole, flicking the tip of his tongue all around the rim, making me gasp and squirm.
He graspedmy cheeks and spread them, exposing every part of me, and then pressed his tongue inside with a growl.
It was the sexiest—but also weirdest—thing to listen to him lick and nibble my ass as if he was starving for it.
Heat speared through me, and I grabbed my cock, stroking slowly, not wanting to come but needing some relief from the pressure. Eventually, he reached for the lube and slicked his fingers. He pushed one finger inside, then when I could take it easily, added a second.
“I’m no doctor, but I think I can find your prostate anyway,” he teased, crooking his fingers.
I arched as he hit the bundle of nerves. “There!”
“Mm. Feels good, right?”
