Page 8 of Unforgettable

Oz barks out a laugh. Grabbing my hand, he playfully pushes it away from his stomach and lunges at me. We’re both smiling as he maneuvers us, him now on his back, me straddling him.

The mood shifts and the air crackles as the realization that we’re both finally, fully naked settles between us.

Oz’s hard, glistening cock twitches against mine, and this time I don’t ask for permission. Wrapping my fingers around him, I languidly stroke, enjoying the feel of his thick length in my hand.

He’s much bigger than I’m used to, but with a body like his, it isn’t really a surprise that he’s proportionate in all the ways that matter.

Reading my mind, he asks, “Do you think you can take me?”

I feel myself clench at the question. I’m not an exclusive bottom, but I may have discreetly specified on my Blush profile thatthat’swhat I was in the mood for tonight. And the thought of Oz’s thick cock inside me only fuels my desire.

“If you work me over really good, I think I can manage.”

Releasing my hold on Oz, I stretch my arm out to the bedside table, blindly feeling around the drawer for the tube of lube and the condoms.

With no hesitation or miscommunication, I pluck them out and hand them to Oz.

“Do I still call the shots?” he asks, his eyes now blazing with need.

I nod.

Gripping my waist, he hoists me up enough that my knees now hold my weight and I’m no longer straddling him. He scoots himself up the bed till his back is pressed against the headboard and he’s sitting at a right angle.

He brings me closer to him, my dick now level with his face, and his hands finding easy purchase at my waist. I don’t ask questions, or even try to work out what his next move is.

Instead, I wait with bated breath to be touched by him and to touch him.

He picks up the lube, and I hiss when he squeezes a line of the cool gel-like substance on the length of my cock. He makes a fist around me and starts jerking me off, feverishly spreading the lube.

I was already at half-mast just being naked around him, and for the second time tonight, I’m impossibly hard and so fucking needy.

I glance down at Oz’s own erection and I’m impressed by his level of self-control. His crown is leaking and the veins around his shaft are strained against his skin. But just like before, he remains committed to my pleasure, ignoring what I can only imagine to be an uncomfortable ache between his legs.

His slick hands move down to my balls before dipping behind them and up my taint, stopping at the opening. Like earlier, Oz’s fingers circle my hole, but this time the motion is smooth, and the slight slip inside is easy.

Every part of me pulsates in anticipation, his finger motioning in and out of me as his hand strokes my cock.

“Oz,” I moan in warning, hoping his name holds the weight of how much more I want him to do to me. “Please.”

“Turn around,” he demands roughly, dropping his hands away from my body.

I feel the loss and move as quickly as I can. He places a hand at the small of my back, pushing me forward, making his wordless request.

My body flushes with embarrassment at what he’s asking of me, but I do it anyway, bending myself at the waist, my ass in his face, my hands and legs holding me up on all fours.

He slaps one of my cheeks and then spreads me open, his finger returning to my hole, adding a second one not long after.

“Anyone told you, you have a fucking beautiful ass?” he praises. “I could watch your hole suck and squeeze my fingers all day long.”

Struggling to hold myself up, I let my forehead fall onto the mattress as Oz grazes my prostate, over and over again.

Unexpectedly, I feel him kissing my flesh, nipping and sucking my ass cheek hard enough to leave marks on my skin.

“Just to make sure you don’t forget tonight,” he says, surprising me.

Even without the physical proof, I was sure I wouldn’t, because I can’t remember ever coming undone for someone this way.

I’d never submitted this way during sex before, and it was addictive. To give someone all the power and not have to second guess every touch. Every kiss. Every word.