Page 52 of Summer of You

Nathan’s pupils turned completely black as he crawled over me, his body blanketing me in unmeasurable heat. I burned for him, ached in all the best ways.

“And how exactly do you propose I make it up to you?”

My hips surged from the bed. My hand was free, and it landed on his lower back, pressing his pelvis into my groin. “I need to fuck. To feel you. For you to burn me on the inside.”

Nathan’s face fell into the crook of my neck. He took deep lungfuls of me before his lips latched onto the tender skin there. When I realized that he was sucking, marking me again, my whole body vibrated. This was exactly what I needed.

When he released the skin at my neck, he trailed up to my ear, his breath hot as it puffed against the flesh. “Or you could finally fuck me.”

The shiver that raced through my body made me more than aware that the statement had hit as was intended. “Yes. So much fucking yes.”

Nathan chuckled as he sat up on my hips. He stripped off his shirt before he leaned in and trailed kisses down my chest. This seemed counterintuitive to me fucking him, but I was more than okay with him showering me with attention. He was making things up to me after all, was he not?

My sweats and underwear stood no chance against his skilled fingers, and they found themselves on the floor. The sight of Nathan on his knees between my spread thighs was enough to undo me completely. His face nuzzled into my balls before he pulled one between his lips and I found myself cursing that damn haircut again because I wanted nothing more than to sink myfingers into long dark strands and yank. I wanted to let him know just how much I approved of what he was doing to my body.

“Hell yes. That’s it, Nate.”

He hummed, sending vibrations through my dick, and I collapsed against the mattress, my hands pulling at my own hair instead. My eyes rolled back into my head as he caressed and kissed at my sack before he finally ran his tongue in a long strip up my shaft and took the tip into his mouth. I didn’t even care when my hips thrust, shoving my cock into his throat, and I relished in the sound of him gagging around me. Maybe that wasmykink. I loved listening to the sounds of a guy choking, like they couldn’t handle me and I had that sort of power over them.

My hands scrambled, reaching for the back of his head. I needed more of that choking sound, which was music to my ears. I held his head in place, Nathan’s nose to my groin as he struggled and continued to cough around me. My hips pulsed a few times before I finally released him and sank back into the bed.

Nathan’s eyes were open and wild as he wiped drool from his chin, staring at me. “You really are a nasty little slut. I fucking love it.”

His lips smashed to mine, and it took me a moment to realize that he’d somehow taken off the rest of his clothes without me noticing.

Chapter 36

Nathan

Chase had never been shy with me about his sexual desires, but that had been a first. The way he’d taken exactly what he’d wanted, no matter how rough and forceful, had me harder than I’d ever been. I needed to get this show on the road.

That I had offered to let him fuck me made me nervous, and my heart pounded despite how aroused I was. I wanted to experience this with him and knew there was no one else that I’d ever let into my body in this way. I’d had a few girls I’d hooked up with stick a finger there and had even been rimmed a couple of times, but that wasn’t the same thing.

I rolled to the side and then dragged Chase on top of my body. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he stared at me wide-eyed, realizing that he was in charge here. This added such a new dynamic to our relationship, and I wanted to experience it. I trusted him and he had to know that I was willing to give as much as I took. That he was that important to me.

“How do you want to do this?” he asked as his hands soothed up and down my chest.

I laughed as I grabbed at his fingers to still him. “This is your show. Do what you think is best.”

Chase’s whole body trembled like he was nervous, and he had every right to be. Had Chase ever taken charge during sex before? With the way he bit his lip and his fingers fumbled with the lube bottle, probably not. If he had taken charge, it hadn't happened often.

He slid down my body once his fingers were coated and spread my legs apart. It left me feeling open and exposed, but not uncomfortable. Chase had a way of putting me at ease. He nuzzled that space between my dick and my thigh as one cool, slick finger pressed at my hole.

My body wanted to reject it. It always did, even when I knew just how good would feel. I took a deep, steadying breath and relaxed. When Chase’s finger slipped into my body, a low moan rumbled out of my chest. His breaths were warm and comforting against my skin, but it still made me jump when he sucked the head of my cock between his lips. The dual sensation of his wet heat on my dick and his finger inside of me set my blood on fire. It took everything not to thrust into his beautiful mouth.

But maybe that was what he was aiming for.

Chase’s head sank down my shaft, his throat opening around me. He swallowed as he pushed his finger in and out. The dual sensations were glorious, delirious, and almost too much until he lined up that second finger and pressed it inside.

The stretch and burn were intense, and my body froze. I didn’t want to tell him to stop, that this was a terrible idea, because leading up to this had been absolutely perfect.

Chase’s mouth slid off my cock. “You have to relax. If you don’t, it will hurt.”

My face burned, but I nodded and did my best to relax around that overly stuffed feeling in my ass. I could tell people I was bi all I wanted, but Chase really was the only guy I’d ever been with. Not that I hadn’t found anyone else attractive. And it didn’t make me any less bisexual to have mostly been with women.

My derailing thoughts were enough as Chase’s fingers moved inside of me, and my back arched. He hit something inside me that had me seeing fucking stars. Maybe that's what those girls had been trying to do. It felt fucking phenomenal, and if having something feels that good... sign me right on up.

Chase smirked, and his fingers pegged the spot again. “Oh, fuck.” My eyes pinched closed as I rocked against his hand.

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