Page 27 of Tempting Him

“Look at me,” I command, slowing my movements. When his eyes finally find mine, I say, “Do not come. You hear me?”

His hand flies to mine, squeezing his cock and halting my motion. “Okay, hold on,” he grunts, eyes closing while he wills away his orgasm. “It’s not gonna take much,” he breathes. “Don’t touch me for a minute or I’ll blow.”

I chuckle, getting off the bed and removing my boxer-briefs. “I’ll give you a minute.”

“What’re you doing?” he asks, watching my every movement.

“Putting a condom on. Want to help?”

“Mm. I’m afraid even that will make me come, but yeah, I do.”

He sits up and I stand in front of him, handing him the condom. Before opening the package, he wraps his fingers around my cock, tugging on it with languid strokes. His free hand cups my balls, and his gaze finds mine.

“I love your cock. This vein right here,” he says, touching it with his fingertip, “begs to be traced with my tongue.”

“Do it,” I tell him, wanting to feel his mouth on me again.

He ignores me, holding my shaft in his hand, inspecting every inch of me. “This right here,” he says softly, brushing his thumb over my glistening slit, “makes my mouth water.”

“Taste it,” I say, feeling myself becoming more desperate. My stomach clenches while my pulse picks up.

Jay looks up at me, his lips pulled into a lopsided grin. “When you taste me, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Don’t play with me, Jay.”

He bites his lip. “Fair’s fair, right?”

I reach for the condom but he snatches it out of my hand, opening it up before slowly rolling the latex down my shaft. He gives me a squeeze at the base before scooting back on the bed.

“Turn over.”

He hesitates briefly before getting on his hands and knees. After another minute of lubed up fingers penetrating his hole, I coat my cock in the slick substance and guide myself in.

“Oh fuck,” he breathes, the muscles in his back flexing as he squeezes the covers.

God, he’s perfect. I want to run my hands and tongue over every inch of his body. I want to familiarize myself with each beauty mark and scar. I want so much more than I can allow myself to have.

I thrust in hard and deep. “Yes!” I cry out, loving the tightness of his ass around my cock.

I push his upper body down, keeping his hips up in the air as I tighten my grip on them and push in and out of him.

“You feel so fucking good,” I tell him.

“God, Alek. I’m so close.”

“Don’t touch yourself yet.”

He whimpers.

I get lost in the euphoria of him, fucking hard and fast, wanting to meld my body to his and never know what it’s like to not be inside him.

It had been a long time since I‘d been with anybody before my first night with Jay. I’ve come to find out that Jay is like a drug, and I’m already becoming an addict.

Which is why I have the rules I do. He’s made me break the no repeats one. I have to hold onto the rest.

“Turn over. I want to see you.”

I pull out, allowing him to roll onto his back before I slowly push back inside. Both of us release a moan as he clenches around me.

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