Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68987 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
I let my fingers trail downward again to the cleft of his ass, and I swirled the tip of my thumb along his hole. He was turned back toward me and I glanced at his eyes, searching for a reaction.
He looked like he trusted me. And having earned that trust was absolutely everything, in that moment.
“You ready?” I said, lifting my eyebrows and showing him the toy.
“Of course.”
I spread him open with one hand, lined it up, and gently started to push it inside him. He let out a slow sigh, his eyelids gently closing for a moment as it went inside.
“Good?”
“So good,” he said. “It’s been too long since I felt that.”
Heat sparked in my chest. If it was already this fun seeing the little toy disappear inside him, it was going to destroy me to watch my cock in the same place. A new surge of confidence hit me.
I kept going with the toy for a few minutes until I got impatient, wanting to feel him from the inside. I slid it out and slathered my fingers with lube, teasing at his hole again. I pushed two fingers into him, very slowly this time. He held my gaze, still turned so that he could look at me.
“Even better,” he whispered. Those kind eyes could light up with pure fire so quickly it made me turn on a dime. I’d never gotten so much out of just having someone looking at me before—but it was Charlie, and everything was new with Charlie.
His tightness around my fingers was tantalizing. “Christ, I want you so fucking badly,” I muttered, only half aware that I was saying it out loud.
“Get me loosened up and I’m yours,” he said, his face twisting up in some sort of mix of pleasure and pain as I pushed my fingers further inside him. “Or, honestly, just shove your cock inside me right now. I’d let you.”
My dick jumped at the comment, but I shook my head. “You’re crazy if you think I’m not getting you nice and loose first.” I said it like I had any idea what the hell I was doing, which was definitely not true, but in the moment, it just felt right.
“I could take it.”
“Shut up,” I said, my voice sweet as honey even as I told him what to do. He seemed to like it, too, letting out a satisfied moan as I gave him a little more of my fingers.
“Best date I’ve ever had,” he muttered softly, his eyes closed again for a moment.
I never thought I’d be able to feel proud, caring, grateful, and absolutely fucking filthy all at once, but Charlie had managed to make that happen for me.
“You’re the most fun I’ve ever had,” I said, slipping a third finger in and eliciting another perfect moan from him.
“Not fair,” he whispered, blissed out as I slowly loosened him. “Telling me such sweet things while you’re wrecking my ass.”
“I haven’t even begun to wreck you yet.”
“Fuck,” he hissed. “Talk to me like that and I’m liable to come just from rubbing up against my mattress. Fuck me. Now. Or I’m going to get mean.”
“I like it when you’re mean.”
He let out a low, satisfied laugh. “How did I get so lucky with you? I don’t understand it.”
“You don’t have to,” I told him. I slid my fingers out of him and he whimpered, jutting his ass back up at me as if to beg for more.
I reached over to the condom he’d put on the side of the bed. I carefully opened it up and started to roll it over my aching dick, taking my time, drawing out the pause to make sure Charlie was riled up even more.
I leaned down next to his face, catching his lips in a deep kiss. I groaned the moment his tongue slid against mine, the sudden rush of heat that I’d been seeking.
“Please,” he said against my mouth a moment later, the word coming out as a broken plea.
I was nervous again, but for totally different reasons. I wasn’t worried about being enough for Charlie anymore.
He wanted this. Needed it, as much as I did.
It was real. Not for the public, the fans, or anyone else but us.
My nerves were much simpler this time. I just wanted to be able to make it inside him—to actually fuck him—before I came. Because I already felt like I could blow in an instant, and I hadn’t even begun to push inside him yet.
I lined my tip up between his cheeks, taking a steadying, deep breath. And as I watched the head of my cock slowly disappear inside his tight, pink hole, satisfaction melted over my whole body like I’d been made for this.
“Good God, you are thick,” he said, gripping the sheets around him. “Fuck you. Don’t you dare stop.”