Page 44 of Chasing Danger

“Please,” I begged. “Please, more.”

He stopped, and I cried out from the sudden loss of sensation.

“Don’t worry.” His voice was low and soothing, like he was talking to a spooked animal. “I’m not leaving you alone. I just need to get something.”

From the box by the bed, he pulled out a bottle of lube. Coating two of his fingers in the clear gel, he returned to his previous position and opened my legs a little wider.

“Just relax and stay soft for me. I promise this’ll feel good.”

His fingers probed between my legs, starting at the base of my cock and sliding downward until they slipped inside the cleft of my ass. I whined and nearly bit my tongue as he smeared the lube around the rim of my hole. The cool liquid along with the feel of his skin provided an odd contrast of sensations.

“How much have you had inside you before?”

He had to repeat the question several times before I heard him.

“Two... two fingers.” I writhed, and my legs seemed to have a mind of their own as they tried to kick out. “I could never get a third one in.”

“Well, then, this shouldn’t be too hard. Deep breath.”

I tried, I really did, but my lungs felt like a snake was constricting my chest and all I could do was pant as one of his fingers slid inside me. At the same time, his mouth descended on my cock, and he swallowed me whole.

I screamed.

The two sensations at once were too much. I felt electrocuted, but it didn’t hurt. I unintentionally pulled at the ropes around my wrists as my whole body seemed to come alive at once.

His head bobbed between my legs, pulling off my cock then swallowing me again, over and over. At the same time, his finger thrust in and out of me, probing at my inner muscles until he hit a spot that made stars dance in my vision. Every muscle in my body locked up in pleasure so I couldn’t even make a sound.

I lost track of time. My whole body felt like one big nerve ending, and I barely noticed when a second finger slipped insideme. The extra stretch just added a new sensation to the already overwhelming chaos.

He kept it up, thrusting his fingers into me harder and deeper while he continued to lave attention on my weeping cock. The pleasure built up inside me, tighter and tighter, until all at once my entire nervous system seemed to explode.

Even once it was over, I took a while to come down. He stayed between my legs pressing little kisses over my hips and stomach as he waited for me to catch my breath.

When my brain no longer felt like it was running out of my ears and I could finally string two thoughts together, I looked over to the side of the bed with a curios expression.

“What else is in the box?”

CHAPTER 19

D’Angelo

“What else is in the box?”

Oliver had recovered faster than I expected, especially considering his sexual inexperience, so I wasn’t prepared for the question. I stared at the box, and for a moment even I couldn’t remember what it contained.

The throbbing arousal still trapped in my pants and stealing all the blood from my brain probably didn’t help.

After an awkward moment of silence where my brain struggled to reboot, I grinned at him.

“Just a few toys I thought would be fun.”

Rummaging through the box with one hand, I pulled out a couple of basic vibrators. There was more, but I figured Oliver wouldn’t be ready for anything too intense, so they stayed in the box.

Maybe another day.

Oliver stared wide-eyed at the three different vibrators I laid out on the bed for his perusal.

“Why do you have a box of sex toys?”

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