Page 196 of Rookie Attraction

“Are you complaining?” I tease.

Sel responds by nipping and sucking my skin, marking me. The pleasure-pain makes my eyes roll back.

“Jesus.”

“You ready?” he murmurs and kisses my Adam’s apple.

“I’ve been ready for weeks,” I admit.

“Push out when I push in.”

Sel slides the tip of his finger into my hole. Even with my earlier prep, and the lube, I’m still tight. I’m also desperate for more of him. Desperate enough that I lose my grip on his cock and reach for his shoulders, digging my fingers so deep into the muscle I know I’m gonna leave bruises.

“Okay?” he whispers.

“Yes.” I lick my lips. “Don’t stop.”

Slowly, he pushes his finger all the way inside. There’s a bite of pain, but that eases once he starts moving in and out, taking his time to stretch me. Fucking hell, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how intimate this is, especially when we’re staring at each other and sharing the same breath. Sweat drips down my back, my thighs, and when Sel crooks his finger and taps my prostate, the pleasure takes over, so intense that my entire body goes rigid.

“Ahh! Fuck, fuck!” I shout.

I don’t think I’m gonna survive when I finally get his dick inside me.

“More?”

“Yes!”

I push my greedy ass back, wanting, no, needing Sel to touch me like that again. He adds a second finger, and when I’m good and stretched, a third. The burn is almost too much, and my erection flags, but Sel uses his other hand to stroke my cock, and fuck, it doesn’t take long for me to stiffen again. All my pleasure points are hitting at the same time as I swivel my hips back and forth, humping his hand like a man possessed.

“Sel.” I grit my teeth in frustration. “Need you.”

“I’m right here, sweetheart.”

He’s flushed and sweaty, so gorgeous. All mine.

“More lube,” he pants, his voice hoarse. “Hold on.”

When he eases his fingers out of my hole, I can’t help but whimper. I’m way too fucking empty. Sel fumbles with the lube, his hands shaking as he flips opens the cap, and I’m glad I’m not the only one whose adrenaline’s spiking. My nerves give way to excitement when I watch him slick up his thick cock. He tugs once, twice, and then adds more lube.

“I’m ready.” he nods. “You?”

I shuffle my knees forward until I’m straddling his lap.

“I’m all yours.”

“Anytime you need to stop, tell me.”

I nod.

“Okay,” he murmurs. “When you’re ready, reach back and spread your cheeks, then slowly sit down.”

I follow his lead, and when I feel his hot dick brush my hole, my thighs quake.

“Slow and easy,” he encourages. “You control how much, how fast.”

Slowly, I start to ease down, but even with just the head of his bare cock inside me, it’s a lot. The pressure and the heat are unreal.

“Jesus Christ,” I groan. “That dildo has nothing on your dick.”