Page 61 of Resist Me

Considering how thin the toy was, I couldn’t fully push aside my fear. His dick was impressive. Mine was thicker, but he was very well-rounded in all regards. I tried to remind myself that millions of men enjoyed it, so I could stop whining about it and find out for myself what all the hype was about.

Linc moved slowly, exercising a level of care that surprised me. When he’d worked the toy into me, he left a trail of kisses across my jaw. He sat back on his heels and I almost protested but bit my tongue.

“Fuck,” I shouted when the damn thing started vibrating. My surprise was forgotten almost immediately because I’d just been introduced to a part of my body I’d never been brave enough to explore on my own. And holy shit, it felt better than I could’ve imagined.

I reached for my dick, desperate for more stimulation, but he grabbed my wrist. When I shot him a glare, he appeared completely unphased. Releasing me, he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh, sending goosebumps across my skin.

“Does your dick vibrate too?” I asked breathily. “Because you’re setting the bar pretty high right now.”

The way he smiled made my stomach feel questionable. Lincoln had been acting differently around me lately, but that right there was all the way across the spectrum. It completely changed him.

Best to shut that down.

I looked up at the ceiling instead and let him do his thing. It was just sex. We didn’t have to keep eye contact or anything.

When he started moving it, I felt tense again but quickly relaxed. He continued using his other hand to stroke my skin- my leg, then my stomach, and finally, my dick. My eyes snapped back to him, only to find him smirking, which was suspicious.

“What do you want?” I demanded, narrowing my eyes.

“Jesus. I’ve never dealt with someone so mouthy.”

“Welcome to the wild West. If you’re gonna bone me, let’s get on with it. The suspense is gonna make me bail.”

He shook his head, but he was laughing. “Slow down. I’m not in a rush.”

As he withdrew the toy, I found myself missing the fullness. I swallowed hard as I watched him put on a condom. It made me nervous all over again, but there was a flutter of excitement in my stomach that accompanied it.

“Can you stand to look at my face or should I flip you over?”

Instead of using my words, I grabbed his arms and pulled him closer. He used his knees to spread my legs further apart. His teeth clamped down on my lower lip, drawing a groan from my throat.

When his dick pressed against me, I fought the panic. Was I really gonna fuck Lincoln? It was a little late to wonder if I wanted to, but I wasn’t sure what would happen after this. Go back to hating each other maybe. Or we could reach some weird peace. Or…

No. That was stupid.

I focused on his lips while I settled my hands on his back. He reached between us to circle my rim with his finger. An embarrassing sound slipped from my throat and I felt him smile against my mouth.

“Do you want me to keep going?” he murmured.

After I nodded, he pulled back briefly to apply lube to his fingers. The toy hadn’t been gone for long, but I was still a little tense when he started to work one into me. His tongue caressed mine in such an intimate way that I forgot my concerns long enough for him to push inside of me.

“Mm,” I moaned as he moved it nearly all the way out. “I want more.”

“You’re so impatient.”

“I’m not breakable.”

“That sounds like a goddamn challenge, West.”

With a second finger inside of me now, he angled them and spread them apart a little to loosen me up.

The toy had been sudden when it started vibrating. When his fingers found my prostate, it was different- slower and more purposeful. It made little ripples of that incredible sensation travel further inside of me.

I felt my dick leak onto my stomach and it made me impatient all over again. I didn’t really want him to know that, though. He had the upper hand and he knew it. How could I take it back?

With one hand, I gripped his jaw, and with the other, I reached for his dick. He let out a sharp breath and jolted. Using my hold on his face, I forced him to look at me.

“You say I’m impatient, but you’re just as desperate, Linc.”

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