Page 13 of Milk Drunk

“Tell me if you need me to slow down or stop.” Jason kissed across my jaw before standing up and undoing my jeans. His hand slid inside, brushing against my growing erection.

Before I could lean into his touch, he pulled his hand out. “No…” I might have whimpered, but he was just pushing down my jeans and underwear.

I should have known we were on the same page.

Once I was naked, he stepped back and looked me up and down, mumbling something about me being perfect. I definitely wasn’t, but the way he looked at me, I almost believed it.

He kissed me again before undressing himself. His movements were slow as if he were giving me a show. Or maybe he was distracted by looking at me. The huge tent in the front of his pants definitely indicated he was as excited as I was.

My rock-hard dick was standing straight up, making it more than clear that I was excited too.

When his clothes finally dropped to the ground, Jason kissed me hard. We went from zero to sixty, instantly rolling on the bed like we had been doing this for years.

I couldn’t believe we were really doing this. It wasn’t a dream.

His voice was deep as he licked across my jaw. “I want you, sweetheart. So damn bad.”

“Me too.” I lifted my hips off the mattress and rubbed my dick against his. It just made me want more of him. “Now. Please.”

A deep moan filled the room, and we were both breathing heavily as he stared into my eyes. He was silently checking in with me. Again.

“I’m sure, Jason.” I pointed at the dresser. “I have what we need in there.”

He dropped a soft kiss to my lips and then shifted his weight so he could grab a condom and a small container of lube. It had been a long time since I’d needed a condom, and it was hard not to giggle as he fumbled with the new box.

My breath caught the second he rejoined me on the bed. There was something so sexy about seeing his desire so front and center. Literally. Then he braced himself on his forearms so he wasn't crushing me while he kissed me and moved one hand down my body, exploring every plane.

He wasn’t rushing. He was savoring. I fucking loved it.

I didn’t notice when the lube was opened up, but the second his slick finger teased my opening, I was on high alert. I didn’t want to miss a second of his gentle pokes and prods. Every touch made me shiver, and I just wanted him to climb right inside me and stay there forever.

He continued to kiss along my jaw before pressing his tongue against mine to distract me while he worked me open. His fingers skimmed along the inside of my thigh, and then he breached my opening, sending a full-body shiver racing down my spine and straight to my balls.

I let out a soft whimper of need. “Please!” I wasn’t too proud to beg.

Jason groaned and pressed his finger fully into me as he kissed me deeper.

My attention was divided between his mouth, his fingers, and his hard body pressed against my own. I wanted more. No, I needed more.

He kissed down my neck and across my collarbone. Each press of lips to skin was unhurried.

I arched into every touch, desperate to feel his thick length inside me.

"Just breathe, Casey." He lifted up onto his elbows and caught my gaze. "I’ll go slow…unless you want it faster."

“Fast sounds good.” I bucked up and braced for his intrusion. “Really good.”

He kissed my cheek and then pressed the head of his cock against my opening. When I nodded, he eased into me. "Good boy."

It was a lot but still not enough, so I pushed up off the bed to force more of him inside me. I wanted it all.

He chuckled at my enthusiasm and pushed all the way until he bottomed out inside me. “Is that what my sweet boy wants?"

“Yessssssss!” I could feel him everywhere. It was perfect.

He took a moment to catch his breath but continued watching me the entire time.

That gave me a moment to adjust to his size, even though I hardly needed to wait. Within a few seconds, I was begging him to move.