He lets out a soft groan, his eyes fluttering closed. “Like this,” he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. “Just… like this.”
I ignore my own cock, so relieved to be here, doing this with him, that I’m not even thinking about my own release. I start to take over, my fingers curl around his dick, my thumb finding the head and stroking over the damp spot where he’s leaking through the fabric.
“Will,” he whispers, pulling back, his voice barely audible.
He opens his blue eyes, and the raw desire in them sends a jolt straight through me. He lets go of my hand and reaches for me. His hand slides down my back, over the curve of my ass, and then he’s pulling me closer, urging my leg over his hip until I remove my hand from between us and we’re tangled together. Our bodies are locked in an intimate embrace as we dry hump each other through our clothes.
Our cocks are pressed together now, separated only by thin layers of cotton. He starts to move again, and I can feel the heat of him, the hardness of him, rubbing against me with a perfect friction. My hand is wrapped around his back, holding him close. Our foreheads are pressed together, our eyes locked. The room is filled with only the sound of our soft gasps and the rustle of sheets as we grind our hips into each other.
“Take them off,” I urge.
“Do it for me, Daddy,” he suggests with a smirk as if he knows exactly what that word does to me.
“Oh fuck.” I shift to quickly remove the rest of his clothes before moving to pull off mine as well. My mouth waters at the sight of his cock leaking between us. I glance up at his expression and catch the hungry look in his eye as he stares at my dick straining toward him. I wonder what he’s thinking about. If he’s imagining it stretching his ass open like the dildo did. It’s impossible not to groan at the thought.
“What do you want?” I ask so I don’t get ahead of myself with fantasies of fucking him.
“What, you don’t like being in charge anymore?” Porter taunts, but heat courses through me at the implication that what we do next is up to me.
“Is that what you want, Kitten? Want Daddy to make all the decisions for you?” I ask as I slowly run my hands over his chest, stomach, around to his firm ass. “Or are you hoping to keep teasing me with this sexy body of yours without actually letting me take what I want?”
He bites his lip, arching into my touch as he hums. “That depends. What is it that you want? Another blowjob? Something new, maybe some ass play?”
I continue to move my hands over the muscles in his back, his shoulders, over to his nipples where I tease the hard peak with my thumb while I think over my choices. Obviously I loved the blowjobs, who doesn’t love blowjobs? But I also can’t stop thinking about his dildo. I want to fuck him, but I also keep wondering what it would feel like to have something inside of me as well. “I promise I showered right before I came over, but I don’t think I’m ready for your dildo,” I say lightly.
He smiles, biting his lip. “No? That’s usually where we start though. I just shove that big dildo right up your ass.”
I let out a surprised laugh. “Something tells me that would be the last thing to ever go up my ass if we went with that approach.”
“Fine, if you don’t think you can handle it, I suppose we could ease into it. How about I suck your dick? Then when you’re begging for more, I’ll circle your rim, tease you, then press inside with my finger? Let you see how good it can feel to have something inside of you?”
My dick jerks. “Oh fuck. Yes, that.”
“Have you ever had anything up your ass before?”
“Uh.” I try to clear my head from the lust and think about theencounters I’ve had. “Once, but I didn’t like it. The girl surprised me, and it didn’t feel good. I think it’s because I wasn’t prepared, and we hadn’t talked about it, but I trust you. I want to try it with you.”
He nods thoughtfully before saying, “If you don’t like it this time, I want you to tell me.”
“Of course.” I nod, though I’m suddenly nervous again. I meant every word. I want to try it with him. I have a feeling it’ll be significantly better this time, but it’s still strange to feel so inexperienced.
“Okay,” he agrees. “Then lie back. Let me take care of you for once. I’m just going to grab my lube really quick.” I do as he says, lying back against the pillows as he gets supplies. He comes back and kneels between my legs on the end of the bed, looking down at me with desire burning in his eyes. “I’m going to suck your dick now, and when I touch your hole, make sure you’re relaxed. Everything will feel better if you’re breathing and not tensing up.”
I nod, taking a deep breath, then his tongue is tracing lines over my dick and all my worries quiet. The sensation is electric, a jolt of pure pleasure shoots straight up my spine. He’s somehow teasing and exploring at the same time. It’s incredibly hot.
“Fuck,” I breathe, my hands instinctively finding his hair. “Porter, oh my god.”
He looks up at me, blue eyes filled with desire as the wet heat of his mouth consumes me. I watch as he hollows his cheeks, and it’s overwhelming—almost too much in the best possible way. Just as I'm getting lost in the sensation, I feel his hand drift lower, past my balls, and a single finger circles my entrance. It’s all I can focus on now. His mouth on my dick is distracting, but nothing could truly shift my focus from feeling him so close to my hole.
“Pull your legs back a little,” he instructs, and I do, trying tostay relaxed in the process, but my nerves are building with how exposed I feel. He circles the tight ring of muscle and it somehow makes my dick even harder. The touch is so intimate, and it’s turning me on even more.
“Okay?” he checks, pulling off for a second.
“Yes,” I breathe, and he smiles while he uncaps the lube and squirts some on his finger. His slick digit is back, this time pressing a little harder at my rim, and I realize he’s pushing inside of me. “Breathe for me, can you do that?”
I nod, letting out a big exhale, focusing on the pleasure rather than the nervous anticipation, and then I feel him inside of me.
Holy shit.
