“I’m going to show you just how good I can make you feel,” I said. “But only if you’re on your best behavior.”
“Ooh, kinky.” He waggled his eyebrows. “Go on. Tell me what to do. Boss me around.”
I moved between his legs, then took his hands and made him grip his ass, spreading his cheeks wide.
“Hold yourself open for me,” I said. “Show me that pretty little hole.”
“Fuck,” Aiden whispered. He did as he was told, pulling his cheeks apart so I could get a good look.
I brought my thumb to my mouth and licked it, then pressed it to his hole. It was soft and pink and tight. I wasn’t pushing hard, but Aiden whimpered as I slid the tip inside.
“We’ve gotta open you up,” I told him. “Get you nice and relaxed for when I fuck you.”
He whined again and spread his ass even farther. “Please.”
I took it slow, kissing his lower back, his thighs, his ass cheeks while he shook and moaned beneath me. He trembled as I moved inward, and was practically vibrating by the time I brought my lips to his hole and kissed it deeply.
He groaned, low and desperate, as I began to lick, first long stripes, then swirls and circles, changing direction and using different parts of my tongue, different amounts of pressure, to ease him open. I used as much spit as I could, and loved the way he began to roll his hips, digging his cock into the mattress, then bucking upwards like he was trying to push my tongue inside him.
For someone who’d never been rimmed before, he was definitely enjoying himself. And I was happy to oblige, slipping my tongue into him. He was still tight, but relaxing under my attentions. Slowly, I eased him open, penetrating him farther, his muscles giving in to the pressure from my tongue.
Everything about him was perfect, from the way he tasted, to the way he smelled, to the sounds he made as he moaned underneath me.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, Nolan, I’m gonna come if you keep that up.”
“Oh, no, we can’t have that.” I pulled back with a sigh. I could have eaten his ass for hours. For days. “You haven’t earned that yet.” I smacked him lightly on one ass cheek. “Go get your lube.”
Aiden laughed and looked over his shoulder. “Yes, sir.”
He gave a little salute, then scrambled across the bed to open the nightstand drawer where he kept the bottle. He brought it back to me, placing it in my hand before lying back against the pillows, batting his eyelashes. “Fill me up. Make me yours”
“Uh-uh.” I shook my head. “You’re not getting off that easy. You’re gonna have to work for it.”
I tossed the bottle back to him. “Finger yourself. I want to watch you get yourself ready for me.”
He gasped and bit his lip. A flush crept up his neck as he picked up the bottle and squeezed a dollop of lube onto one finger.
“That’s it.” I stroked my cock. “Now put it inside you.”
The flush in his neck spread up to his cheeks as he pushed his finger into his hole, working it in and out. His hips started rocking, and he closed his eyes, his face going blissful and dreamy.
“Now another one.” My voice was deep and sure. I almost didn’t recognize it.
It was so hot, seeing Aiden take direction. He slid a second finger in next to the first, fucking them in and out of his hole, and whined a little. I couldn’t even wait a full minute before I asked him to add a third.
He pulled his fingers out and added more lube to his hand before bringing them back. His eyes started to close in anticipation as the tip of his middle finger touched his hole.
“Look at me,” I whispered, and his eyes snapped open. “Look at me while you touch yourself.”
His cheeks were crimson, but he did as I asked, his eyes never leaving mine as he pushed all three fingers inside himself.
“Fuck,” he breathed as they went in. “Fuck, it feels so good.”
He worked them in and out, his ass shifting up and down, driving them deeper, which gave me an idea. I waited another minute, until I was pretty sure he’d opened up enough to take me.
“Now stop,” I told him. “Slide your fingers out.”
He did, smiling impishly. “You gonna fuck me finally? Give me what I need?”