Page 36 of Coffee Shop Cupid
I swallowed, forcing down the memories. This was why we’d talked about it so much, so that I knew to my very core that nothing would happen with his cock that I didn’t expressly ask for.
“You ok?” Chase asked.
I took a breath and nodded. “Yeah.”
“What do you want?”
I smiled. “I thought you wanted my cock in your mouth.”
He growled with desire. “May I?”
I nodded and laid back.
Chase crawled across the bed, kissing me hard before he moved down again, settling himself between my legs and taking my cock in his mouth.
I gasped as he started bobbing, his tongue seemingly able to find just the spots to make me see stars. Then he used his free hand to grab one of mine and place it on his head.
It took me a minute to understand, then I groaned. He wanted me to fuck his face at my pace. I plunged both hands into his hair, weaving my fingers into the strands, then started rocking.
He growled in approval, and the vibrations along my shaft were enough to rocket me several steps closer to orgasm. I thrust up, unable to hold back, and it seemed the more I took the more he gave. He growled and groaned, taking me as deep as he could, urging me on, until I couldn’t take any more.
“Chase!” I screamed as pleasure erupted through me and I started pulsing into his mouth.
He continued to suck and bob, teasing every drop from me, until I collapsed against the mattress.
Had I ever experienced such pleasure before?
Chase knelt, his gaze fiery as he looked at me. “You’re absolutely stunning like this.”
I smiled, trying to catch my breath. Then I looked down and saw his cock, hard and with a bead of precum at the tip.
My cock responded immediately, the omega side of me insisting that I keep going until my alpha was finished.
I motioned for him to lay beside me, and started to touch him. But he took my hand and kissed it instead.
“Chase?” I asked.
“There’s lube in the drawer,” he said. “If you want…”
I stared at him, then it hit me. “Are you sure?”
He smiled. “You’re a man. If you’re comfortable connecting that way, instead of the other way around, then I want to experience that with you.”
I swallowed, then reached to the bedside table and fished the bottle of lube from the drawer. I’d never thought I’d top an alpha. But the thought of us coming together like that was too enticing. I didn’t know if I’d ever be prepared mentally to take a knot again, but he’d seen a way we could still have that connection.
“Just go slow,” he said as I warmed some lube on my fingers. “It’ll be my first time taking a cock.”
I chuckled. “It’ll be my first time topping.”
He turned and presented himself to me, and I felt the trust as I reached out and started massaging the lube against his entrance, opening him slowly.
“Fuck, that feels better than I expected,” he groaned as I pushed one finger past his rim and started working it in and out.
“Ok?” I asked.
He nodded, and grabbed a pillow to hold onto. “It’s hard to explain, but my body wants more.”
“I’m going to add a second finger then.”
