His delicious tongue left me and I whined in protest.I’d been so close!
He made a soothing sound and then his wet fingers glided over my hole, one slowly penetrating it, making me choke on my next whine. I hadn’t even heard him uncapping the damn lube.
“We might need two rounds,” Dylan groaned behind me. “I’m already so damn close.”
I made another moaning sound. “I’msookay with that.”
“You can fuck me, if you want,” he offered, nibbling at my neck like I wasn’t about to blow just thinking about fucking him as well.
“Yes,” I panted, then he added another finger, stretching me while peppering my skin with small bites and kisses. I felt so damn cherished under his loving touches.
Minutes passed with me fucking myself on his fingers, trying to stave off the impending orgasm that would surely be the best I’d ever had.
“You’re ready,” he declared, rustling with the sound of a wrapper behind me.
“No,” I whined. “I want to feel you.”
He stilled. “I mean, I haven’t been with anyone in years, what about you?”
“I got tested after Vera.”
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Without then. I want to feel you, too.”
I got into position, tilting my ass up as I hugged the pillow again.
“No, baby, I want to see you,” he said, pushing at my legs.
Who was I to deny him?
I turned with his help and,oh yes, this position was much better. I would get to see his abs move as he fucked into me. I wouldn’t last long at all.
“Fuck, sweetheart, how can you be this gorgeous? Even with your hair all mussed up you still look like the sexiest being alive.”
I could feel myself turning red at the praise, but I had nothing on Dylan. He was truly sexy. His whole personality only made him hotter.Better. And he wasmyman. I still couldn’t believe that.
He got situated between my thighs, holding his dick as he slowly eased into me. I gasped while he made a grunting sound.
Dylan was inside of me. Not fully, but still. Our eyes locked, surprise and wonder clear in his. My own had to have conveyed the same, because a wide smile spread over his face as he pushed further in, his one hand cupping my right peck, gently teasing my nipple. He was way too good at this.I had zero complaints.
“Can I move?” he breathed. “Like truly move? I want to fuck you so badly.”
“Fuck, yes!” I panted, pushing against him, eager to feel what it would be like to be truly fucked by Dylan. I felt zero discomfort, only the new and strange sensation of being filled.
He didn’t waste any time after that, with one hand still on my peck, the other holding my knee, he slammed into me, rolling his hipsas he did. He dragged his length across my walls, hitting delicious spots inside of me.
“Yes!” I exclaimed when he grazed my prostate. “Do that again. Harder! Oh,yes!”
His movements sped up further, fucking into me hard and fast with brutal precision, hitting my prostate every single time. I threw my head back and came, painting both my belly and his in my cum. Everything turned white for a few seconds and when things came back into focus, Dylan’s mouth was on mine, tender and sweet. He groaned against my mouth as he reached his own climax, his cum warming my insides.
“That was amazing,” he panted. “You’re amazing.”
I gave him a dazed smile, feeling so happy and sated that I didn’t dare move. “I love you,” I breathed. “So fucking much.”
His smile was dazzling. “And I love you, my sweetheart.”
I couldn’t even feel embarrassed over how quickly it was over, I just closed my eyes and savored the afterglow as I lay in Dylan’s arms, feeling so safe and loved as we cuddled.
Chapter Fifteen
