Page 46 of The Addict

This was it. He had won. I was ready.

I shivered at the sensation of Silas sliding his tongue across my neck. That combined with his steady hold on my cock, was driving me to break. I needed more. I wanted all of him.

“Do you have anything to make this easier for you?” Silas asked lightly, his hand leaving my cock to grasp my hips, pulling my ass down closer to his erection.

My brain buzzed. I hadn’t even considered that.

“Uh, no. I don’t think so.” I muttered, my embarrassment surfacing.

“No matter,” Silas brought his hand up to my mouth. “Spit,” he directed.

I flushed. I knew what he meant, but still, the way he said it so nonchalantly. Damn.

“It’s for you,” he teased. “So you can take all of me, without tapping out.”

“I won’t tap out,” I retorted, irritated at his inconsistent treatment of me. One minute we’re equals, and the next, I’m being talked down to.

Silas eyed me as though he were about to eat me alive. Maybe he was.

“Then spit, so I can fill you up and make you scream,” he whispered darkly.

My heart slammed in my ribcage. If he kept talking like that, I was going to cum before we even began. How could he have such an effect on me? His fingers teased the corners of my mouth, and I opened willingly, circling around them with my tongue. He growled, removing his fingers and cupping his hand to my mouth. I quickly forced saliva into his expectant hand before I had longer to psych myself out. A low hum in his throat showed he was content. His hand retracted, descending between my legs.

“Are you ready for me, Noah?” Silas inquired for the final time.

I resisted the urge to plead again, because I knew that would get him off before we even got started. Instead, I dug my fingernails into his arm, bracing.

“More than you know.”

SILAS

Even though Noah might not have realized it, my nerves were shot.

I think the only thing preventing him from noticing my nerves was his own. The way his voice cracked earlier and his insane heartbeat told me right away that he was anxious about this. His heart had been racing, loud enough that I almost mistook it for my own.

I wasn’t sure why, but something about Noah being nervous too, made it even worse. I’d spent so long thinking this day would never arrive. Now that it had, I wasn’t sure either of us were ready.

I was finding it difficult to focus on anything other than how fantastic he looked beneath me. If I wanted to cum simply by looking at him, I wasn’t sure how I was going to survive once inside of him. I was fully erect, and I could feel my blood pulsing there, throbbing for attention already.

“Are you ready for me, Noah?”

I journeyed my fingers to his ass, parting between his cheeks.

Grasping onto my arms he replied, “More than you know.”

I nearly moaned at his words. I wished I could plunge inside of him then. I wanted him to scream my name. Instead, I gently inserted a spit-covered finger into his ass. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning this time, as he tensed around the digit, his body shifting, rocking, adjusting.

Soon, that will be my cock, I thought. And wished I hadn’t. Fuck.

I gazed down at him, “Are you okay?”

“Course,” he mumbled, awkwardly, his cheeks reddening. I could tell my scrutiny was bothering him.

I fucking loved making him squirm.

In and out I went, slowly, with just one finger. He was tense. Too tense. I dipped my head down low to brush my mouth against his nipples. Pretty and pink. Aching for touch.

His back arched and I eased another finger into him. He sucked in a swift breath against my shoulder. “Silas…” he whimpered, his cock pressing into my stomach with each bend of his back, hard, ready and pleading for me. My own cock twitched in response to his pleasure.