Page 23 of Spring Fling
“I—I want to feel you,” he stammered.
“Oh, but you are.”
Aiden huffed a laugh. “That’s not what I meant. I want... your fingers.”
Fuck me.
I scrambled for the lube. The gel spilled over my fingers as I shifted into a more comfortable position. Focusing on not going too fast while Aiden continued to stroke was difficult, but I’d be damned if I hurt him.
Aiden held his breath as my cool finger brushed over his taint, trailing back to his pucker. “Breathe, I need you to breathe.”
He looked up at me and the air rushed from his lungs as he nodded his head and took a few deep breaths. Once I was sure that he was relaxed enough, I circled his rim a few times, slowly dipping the tip of my finger in a few times without completelybreaching him. Little shudders raced through his body with every entry. Then, finally, my finger slid inside to the first knuckle. A sharp gasp fell from Aiden’s lips, but he didn’t reject it. I slowly pushed in further, working the finger in and out in a mimic of fucking.
Aiden’s hand moved in time with mine as I worked a second finger in alongside the first. He tensed up at the initial intrusion but relaxed as I continued to work him open slowly. On the next push in, I angled my fingers in search of that bundle of nerves. He yelped when I hit it, his cock back to full hardness and leaking against his stomach.
“Oh, sweetheart. That’s the magic spot. Wait until you feel a cock drilling into it. It’s the best fucking feeling in the world.”
His eyes rolled back as his hips lifted from the mattress again. His hand on me stilled. “God. Fuck. Joe. I want it. Show me what it feels like.”
My heart stopped. I hadn’t meant to take it that far, but I’d brought the condoms over for a reason. I knew this could lead to that, but now that it was right in front of me? Holy shit.
“You sure?”
“God. Please.”
He was begging, his hips moving against my hand, fucking himself on my fingers, still working inside of him. He needed to be stretched better if this was his first time. Aiden needed to be prepared.
He groaned in frustration when I used my free hand to pin him in place. I needed to make sure that I didn’t hurt him. Fuck, I’d never forgive myself.
A third finger pushed at his tight, waiting hole, and another whine fell from his lips.
“Oh, fuck. Please. Joe. Just do it. I want it now.”
I shushed him gently. “I know you want it, sweetheart, but trust me—you need this. You’ll thank me later.”
My fingers flexed, stretching and prodding. I let go of his waist and reached for the strip of condoms, only to have my hand knocked away.
“Do we need them?”
Chapter 15
Aiden
Joe stared at me, and my heart slammed into my ribs over and over. It was a dumb question. Of course, we needed them. He’d brought them over to the bed for a reason. I don’t know what it was about him that made me want to feelallof him.
“Aiden...”
“Forget it. It was stupid. I just figured... Well, I’ve never been with anyone. I’ve seen enough of your content to know you film solo, but that doesn’t mean that you don’t hook up with people outside of that.” Fuck, I was spiraling quickly. “I mean, I trust you. It’s not like we haven’t communicated about shi... stuff, right? You’d tell me if it was something I needed to worry about. Safety first? That’s what they teach in school, anyway.”
Trainwreck, meet Aiden Grant.
A warm hand covered my mouth to stop my rambling.
“Aiden, it’s—it’s fine. It just surprised me, is all. I’m tested regularly and my last panel came back clear. I’ve just never had anyone... ask me for that.”
The foil packets dropped back to the bed, and I swallowed roughly around the lump that formed in my throat. God. He wasgoing to do it for me. Joe was going to let me experience the whole thing. The package deal.
When Joe’s fingers slid out of me, the feeling of emptiness was swift and unwelcome. Fuck, I’d gone my whole life without experiencing this and I was hooked on the first try. I wanted to be filled. Full. Stuffed to the brim.
