Chapter Thirty
Kayden
For the next weekand a half, when Jace and I weren’t at work—where we often shared lunch with Olivia now—we were at his place fucking like rabbits. I was becoming acquainted with several things in his drawer of tricks and learning a lot of about this incredibly kinky man of mine—and about the extremely variable nature of butt plugs, all of which had been fantastic so far. When he’d said he was into everything, he’d meanteverything.There wasn’t a question or interest I’d shared that he wasn’t willing to explore, and I was ready to try it all with him.
I blinked my eyes open on Saturday morning to the sensation of something wrapped around my dick, confident Jace was giving me another one of my fantasies. I’d always loved the idea of being aroused from sleep by blood rushing to my cock as I slowly woke up. Sharing that interest with Jace last night had earned me a devilish smirk from my handsome boyfriend and an eagerhell yes.
I peered down, looking past the ridges of my abs to find my dick growing in Jace’s hand while he smiled up at me from between my legs.
“Good morning, Kayd,” he said with a subtle eyebrow raise.
I moaned as he gently rubbed his fingers over my balls. There was an unfamiliar pressure around the base of my dick and blood rushed to fill the appendage as the high of what he was doing hit me.
“What are you doing there, babe?” I asked.
Jace’s tongue ran over the head of my engorged cock, and he moved his hand, revealing a black silicone ring around my shaft. “Pulling out some more tricks.”
My dick twitched, and the sensation against the ring sent a wave of pleasure through me.
“How are you feeling about sharing this little kink of yours so far?” Jace asked with a smirk.
I reached down, squeezed my aching cock, and pointed it at his face. “I’ll feel better if you start sucking me off.”
Jace smiled and hovered his mouth over my dick. I reached for the back of his head applying pressure as I pushed him toward my groin. Whatever this ring of his was made me need more stimulation right fucking now and I wanted his lips on me.
Jace resisted the push of my hand, his captivating green eyes on mine. “Tell me you love me again.”
I snorted and angled my hips up toward him. He’d been coaxingI love yousout of me every day as if he still couldn’t believe it was true. I was happy to tell him a hundred times a day for the rest of my life, but I also enjoyed teasing him. “I love your mouth, Jace. Which is what I want right now.”
Jace shook his head, his lips brushing the sensitive head of my cock. “Try again, Kayd.” He darted his tongue over the tip, just skimming it, and the slight brush of contact made me close my eyes on a moan.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Are you trying to kill me?”
He gave me a slow sensual lick. “You’re the one making this a torture session. Just tell me what I want to hear, baby, and I’ll suck you dry.”
He kissed my dick, and I reached down and pumped it twice, unable to take the ache anymore.
Jace took my dick from me and wrapped his lips around it, giving me one long suck before pulling off and shifting up to kiss my lips. I feverishly pulled his mouth against mine, his hard dick pressed against my leg.
“I’ve found that you share your thoughts with far less filtering when I’m sucking your dick. Maybe I’ll get another monologic love confession if I suck you hard enough.”
I pushed his head back to my groin and he sucked my dick into his mouth. I kept pressing until his nose was against my pubic bone, and I sighed in pleasure as his throat constricted. “I love you, Jace. I love the way you make me feel. I love your drawer of goodies. I love the way you sigh after you come. And most of all, I love the way you take my fucking cock down your throat like you were made to suck my dick.”
Jace let out a long, contented moan and the sound sent a wonderful vibration through me. He sucked gently, bobbing up and down. I’d been with a handful of men and women in my life, and no one had ever sucked my dick as well as Jace. It was like he had some unnatural ability to mix up soft strokes with vigorous bobbing and hard sucks with swirls of his tongue in a way that provided the perfect blow job. Every. Single. Time. My balls tingled with need as the pressure in them built.
The ring around my shaft made me impossibly harder and each of Jace’s sucks felt more intense, like I was constantly on the cusp of coming. I squirmed, desperate for release. Jace squeezed my dick just above the ring and pressed a finger to the rubber, sending a shock up my spine as it started vibrating around me.
“Fuck me, Jace,” I moaned. “That’s incredible.”
He reached for the lube on the nightstand and slicked up his fingers, pressing two of them to my ass. “Get ready to fucking blow, baby,” he said, before returning his mouth to my dick. He pushed his fingers inside me and gripped my dick with his other hand, resuming his perfect blowjob technique.
Fuck, I wish it was his dick inside me. But then, I wouldn’t have his mouth.
“Oh,” I said, breathless as he found my sweet spot and thrust his fingers into it at an unrelenting pace. The combination of his fingers in my ass, his warm mouth around my shaft, and the vibrations that I felt absolutely everywhere were too much. The pressure in my balls burst and Jace moaned as the first jet of come hit his throat. He sucked harder, hollowing his cheeks as I cried out. I looked down to watch him as his throat bobbed, swallowing another blast of my come.
He gently removed his fingers and rose from my groin, turning the cock ring off as he hovered over me. Sweat danced across my brow as I slowed my breathing.
I reached down and pulled the ring off my softening dick. “I’d offer it to you, but—” I smirked, pointing at the hard bulge in his sweatpants that pressed against my hip. “Might be a little late for this.”
