Page 105 of Fight or Flight
“Being in this position.”
“Bad weird?” He gives me a few more strokes.
“No, just weird. Are you going to fuck me like this?”
“Yes.” He cups my balls in his other hand and rolls them around in a way that feels insanely good.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to flip over?”
“No.” He lets go of my cock and gently presses one finger against my hole. “I want to see your face when I sink into you. And I want to watch you come apart on my cock.”
A shiver rips up my spine, and I arch my back as tingles explode on my skin.
“Holy fuck, it’s really kicking in,” I tell him. “I haven’t felt a body high like this in forever.”
“You want to stop?”
“Fuck no.” I let out a weird laugh as my thoughts dull even more. “But I gotta warn you that it’s hard for me to come when I’m high, so it’s not you, it’s me if I don’t.”
His grin goes a bit feral as he pushes his finger inside me. “That sounds like a challenge.”
I’m still stretched and wet from when he fucked me in the bathroom, and I immediately start rocking my hips so I can feel more of him. “Not a challenge, just a fact.”
“Supplies?”
I wave at my bedside table.
He pulls his finger out of me and knee-walks over to retrieve a condom and my bottle of lube.
“I finally get it,” I say as he tears the condom wrapper with his teeth.
“Get what?”
“Why people say that’s so hot.” I let out another weird chortle as more tingles dance over my skin. “The opening a condom with your teeth thing. I never got it, but seeing you do it made me get it.”
He chuckles and rolls the condom on.
“You’re fucking huge,” I tell him, eyeing his dick as he slicks it up with some lube. “Thank fuck I already know it fits because my brain can’t process how it possibly can right now.”
“Do you want my mouth so you can prepare for my monster dick?”
I shake my head and pull my knees up a bit more.
Jace lines himself up, and I remember to breathe out when he starts to push in.
Unlike the first time, I’m still stretched and ready for him, so there’s almost no resistance as he sinks into me on the first pass, stopping when he’s fully sheathed in me.
My groan is loud, and I don’t bother trying to hide the shudder that rips through me when he grips my cock and strokes me in time with his thrusts.
He’s not going hard or fast, and each deliberate and gentle glide lights me up from the inside as he teases me with the perfect amount of pressure. The world around us melts away asthe tingles and dull thoughts from the weed mix and mingle with the pleasure from Jace’s expert touch.
Everything is too much and not enough, and I let myself float away on a cloud of pleasure and bliss as Jace gives me exactly what I need.
I know I’m saying stuff, and it’s probably embarrassing, but I’m too far gone to care as he brings me higher and higher, tipping me closer to release as I chase that elusive peak.
Time ceases to exist, and I have no idea whether a few minutes or an hour have passed as he fucks me. All I know is that it feels amazing, and I don’t want him to stop.
Eventually the pleasure shifts into something desperate and all-consuming, and it’s like my body goes into sensory overload as I get so close to finally hitting my orgasm but can’t quite get there.
