Page 100 of Matched By My Rival
I bit down on my bottom lip. “Is this okay? I want you to fuck me tonight. I want to take you, but I want you to take me too.”
He pushed up on his elbows, brushing his lips over my shoulder. “Of course it’s okay. Damn.” He shuddered. “That’s… You better fuck me first, though. I might not last if I get inside you.”
I let out a shaky breath. “Challenge accepted.”
With hurried movements, I grabbed two condoms. Might as well save some time when the action was under way. I rolled one down Parker’s cock, then let him put the other one on me. I lifted his legs up and back, lining up with his glistening hole.
“Ready for me?”
“Always,” he said breathily. “Want you inside.”
I pushed inside, feeling his body stretch to accommodate me, tight and hot around my cock. Would I feel the same to him when he fucked me? Would my body let him inside, let him impale me with his long shaft? The thought made me shudder. I wanted to find out. I’d ordered some toys off the Internet to make sure I’d be ready, but I knew it would feel different with Parker, with a real, living person taking up space inside me. How could it not be? It was an incredibly intimate thing, sharing bodies like that.
“God, Simon,” he said, lifting his hips to take me deeper. “Fuck me. Please. I need you to move.”
I refocused on Parker, rather than the anticipation of what was to come. I pulled back, then thrust in, punching a moan from him. I did it again and again, picking up speed, angling my hips to hit him in just the right spot to draw out the most delicious sounds of pleasure.
His hand flew to his cock, squeezing and stroking over the condom. “Fuck, I need—”
I pulled out, and he made a sound of protest until I moved forward, crouching over his hips. I grabbed more lube, slicking it over his cock and pushing a bit more into me.
His eyes were wide, his lips parted as he panted. “You sure?” he asked.
I nodded. There might be better positions for a first time, but I wanted to be in control. This felt most comfortable for me. And I wanted to do everything, give Parker all the pleasure without making him work for it.
I pressed his cock against my hole, and Jesus Christ, it felt huge. I pushed back tentatively, gritting my teeth at the pressure.
“Wait,” he said, grasping my hips. “Not yet.”
I lifted up, and he slid his fingers to my hole, gently circling, stroking nerves awake. I’d pushed lube inside, but this was different. Parker wasn’t prepping me; he was seducing me. With teasing touches, gentle then firmer, he made me crave something more. When he pushed his index finger into me, I groaned from somewhere deep in my chest and curled over him.
“There you go,” he said softly in my ear. He stroked my insides, and it was such a strange feeling. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I whispered, feeling awkward. “Give me more.”
He added a second finger, spreading me wider, and I rocked back against his hand. It was both similar and different from using toys. My body remembered the stretching burn. But knowing it was Parker inside made all the difference. It turned something methodical into something magical.
He used his free hand to bring me in for a kiss, and when his tongue thrust into my mouth at the same time his fingers speared into my ass, I cried out.
“I think you’re ready,” he said.
He extracted his fingers, leaving me feeling empty, and I grasped his cock. My heart beat hard, not with nerves this time but anticipation. My hole throbbed a little, unused to so much activity, but it also left me burning to be filled again.
I shifted back until I felt the pressure of his cockhead, then pushed my hips down. Slowly, inch by inch, Parker slid inside of me. By the time I was seated, his full length in my body, we were both shaking.
“You’re inside me,” I said, sounding awestruck. It was stupid, maybe. I’d been inside him so many times. But accepting someone into my body felt so different. It felt as if I were peeling myself open and inviting Parker in.
“I really am.” Parker’s voice was thick with emotion. “Didn’t know if you’d ever want this.”
“You could have asked.”
He stroked his hands up my thighs, then skated his palms along my flanks. He brushed his thumbs over my nipples, making me tingle everywhere. “I didn’t want to rush anything. Besides, I love having you inside me. But this is…” He didn’t seem to have the words to express it. He changed tack. “You feel amazing.”
I could feel his cock flex inside me. It was an incredible feeling, knowing in this moment, he was part of me, touching my insides, reaching me in places no one else ever had.
“I need to move,” I gasped, suddenly desperate for more. I rocked my hips. “Fuck, I need it…”
“Yeah, fuck me.” Parker stripped off my condom and squeezed his fist around my cock, making me shudder. “Take what you need. Anything. I’ll give you anything.”
