Page 34 of The Holiday Disaster

Now I knew that it was a weird sensation. It didn’t feel good, but it wasn’t bad either. His finger stroking my entrance only made me want him to move faster.

“Hurry up,” I said, using my bent leg to nudge him. He chuckled and pushed my knee higher up. I never knew I was that flexible.

“Take a breath in,” he instructed. As I was in the middle of following his instructions, he slid a finger into me. There was a slight pinch and pressure that had me gasping.

“You okay?” he asked, his eyes examining me as if trying to find any discomfort. I nodded, unsure if I was capable of forming any words at that moment.

I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to relax. I was hyperaware, like everything was almost too much. The strange sensation spread through my body like honey, covering every part of me, piece by piece.

Kingsley rubbed the space between my eyebrows, and I opened my eyes to find him watching my face. “Focus on me,” he whispered as he leaned down to capture my lips.

I sighed into him and wrapped my arms around his neck and let him take care of everything. My hands roamed his toned back as I held him tight. He continued to move his fingers inside of me. His kisses provided a distraction, and I could feel myself relaxing even more.

There was soon more pressure as another finger slipped into me. I whimpered in my discomfort. Kingsley whispered reassurances as he kissed down my neck, making sure that each piece of my skin was loved. He ventured lower and placed another kiss on my hip bone and my base before swallowing me whole.

My moans rang in the room as his wet mouth sucked me in. My fingers tangled in his hair, holding on so tight that it probably hurt him. And when I thought I was getting used to the feeling, his fingers pressed a spot inside me that electrocuted all my senses.

“Ah! Kingsley…” I cried, tugging at his hair as I tried to pull him up. The double attack was too much, and I knew I wouldn’t last if he continued.

He got the hint and let off his mouth, taking it slower as he showered soft kisses from my head to my base.

I watched him move as I leaned on my elbows. He glanced up to meet my eyes and shot me a smile. Flashes of the same exact smile as now from when we had first met surfaced in my mind. He’d called me a princess, and I’d hidden behind my brother’s back to shield myself from the pain of the beautiful boy making fun of me. Now I knew that he was claiming me as his as early as then, and that was when the fate of us had begun.

I caressed his cheek, guiding his head up for another taste of him. And when our tongues met in a dance, my soul felt complete. My heart was so full of love, and of him.

TWENTY-TWO

KINGSLEY

If someone had told me that I would gain all the satisfaction I needed from giving another person pleasure, I would have thought that they were out of their minds. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to make my partner feel good, but I was a young man with high hormones that demanded I get off, and often.

However, watching Ethan blossom under me as I teased his body while stretching him out had me feeling like I was on a constant high. I could watch him like this forever, my own body be damned.

Who needed release when the man I loved lay under me, moaning from the pleasure that I brought him? It was the most satisfying feeling, like I had the world in my hand.

“Kingsley, hurry up,” Ethan said between his moans. His eyes were half-lidded, the mole on his right eyelid peeking out and calling to me. I gave in to what I wanted and kissed his mole and felt him shiver under my lips.

I took this chance to slip another digit inside of him, and he let out a gasp at the intrusion. He was tight, so tight it almost felt like my fingers would be squeezed off.

I continued stroking his leaking cock as I stretched him out even more, making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust. Eventually, the frown he’d had when I slid my third finger into him loosened, and the dreamy expression he had when he was feeling good came back again.

“I’m ready,” he said, his eyes shone with unshed tears, his cheeks were flushed, and he gave me a lazy smile as he peered up at me.

He let out a sigh as my fingers slipped out of him. His hole twitched once it was empty, and the sight had me drooling, craving a taste of him, but that would have to wait for another day. For now, there were more important matters to take care of.

I quickly tossed off my boxers and gave my throbbing cock a lazy stroke. It had remained untouched this entire time, but that didn’t stop it from leaking precum like a faulty faucet.

I grabbed a condom packet from the brown paper bag and tore it open. Ethan’s eyes burned into me as he watched me slowly slide the condom on. I spread a healthy amount of lube on my cock, needing to make sure that it didn’t hurt for him.

“It might be easier if you’re on your stomach,” I said as I knelt in front of him. His eyes lingered on my hard-on before slowly moving up to hold my gaze.

“No, I want to see you,” he said with a lick of his lips, and I wasn’t going to argue with that.

I readjusted the pillow underneath him and moved in between his legs as I pushed them up to get better access. He kept his gaze on my face the entire time, and I gave him a soft smile as I positioned myself.

“Ready?” I asked, leaning in to press my body against his. I didn’t want there to be any space between us.

“Couldn’t be more ready,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around me. His hold on me was so comforting, and as I slowly entered him, his eyes shone with so much love that it almost broke me. Each inch inside him slotted perfectly like I’d always meant to be there. And when I was fully seated, I knew I was home.

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