Page 119 of Shut Up and Jingle Me
“My big dick, huh?” I press against his hole, and he relaxes for me. My finger dips inside, the lack of lube making it feel tighter than normal. I rub the digit over his prostate, finding it easily, and he moans. “I’m pretty sure size doesn’t matter.”
“Fuuucckk,” he presses his head back into his bed, his eyes dropping shut as he exposes his throat.
I lick the line of his neck from his collarbone up to his Adam’s apple before sucking it between my lips, until it rumbles with another groan. “You taste so fucking good. I think sugar comes out of your pores.”
He lets out a shaky laugh, eyes still closed. “That’s probably the sugar scrub,” he says, voice rough around the edges.
I can’t help laughing against his throat, the sound muffled and low. “Of course it is,” I whisper, lips brushing the curve of his jaw before I kiss him again.
He laughs again, quieter this time, the sound catching between us. I can feel it vibrate through his chest when I press my mouth there.
I grin against his skin. “Leave it to you to not only smell edible, but be edible too.”
“Can’t help it,” he says, a smile edging into his voice. “Occupational hazard of being me.”
“Cocky,” I tease, tracing the line of his collarbone with my thumb.
“Confident,” he counters, and his hand finds the back of my neck, tugging me down until our mouths touch. His breath is warm against my lips. “Now stop stalling and fuck me, Calder.”
I angle my finger to rub his prostate again, and he pants against my mouth. Then slowly drag it out and reach for his bedside table without looking. Pulling the drawer open and blindly finding the lube he stores there.
I kiss him once, then let the words slip out against his skin. “Face down, sweetheart.”
“Sweetheart?” he challenges.
“Mmm, gotta mix it up. And I want to see myself sinking into your tight ass.”
Eli moves fast, a rush of motion that makes me grin—half obedience, half challenge. He props himself on his hands, glancing back over his shoulder with that spark in his eyes that always wrecks me. Then he wiggles his ass in my direction.
“I’m ready.”
It’s too tempting, and I move, biting his ass cheek, trailing a finger down his crack. The lube is forgotten for a moment as I lick and kiss and suck all of his exposed skin. The second my tongue circles his rim, he drops to his elbows, spreading his legs slightly wider to give me better access. The sounds he makes drive me on, as I massage his balls with my other hand, slipping down to squeeze his hardening shaft.
I want him right there on the edge with me when I enter him this time.
His moans become broken, and I’m sure he’s seconds from begging. But that’s not what this is about, so I lean back on my calves again and squeeze lube over my cock. I stroke myself as Iadmire him in this position. Reaching forward and running my slick thumb over his hole. He pushes back at me, and the digit disappears inside of him easily.
When he shifts forward again, I add more lube and change fingers, so I can add more than one. He moans out a complaint until he realizes what I’m doing, and I lean over him, biting his shoulder blade.
“You don’t have any patience,” I say.
“Surprised?” he pants. “I’m prepped, fuck me.”
I chuckle, nipping at him again as I scissor my fingers inside of him, brushing his pleasure spot. “We’re going to work on that, Starling.”
He hums his agreement, and I withdraw my fingers before nudging my crown at his opening. I hold my breath as I push the tip in, and it’s my turn to gasp, because he is so fucking tight and the feeling of him, skin-to-skin, is so much more than with a condom between us.
I’m going to blow my load in one stroke. He shifts, and I grip his hips, holding him still.
“Eli, fuck, hold still.”
He doesn’t listen. Of course he doesn’t fucking listen. And I sink another inch into him.
“Holy fuck, Eli, shit, if you actually want me to fuck you, don’t move.” I groan as he clenches around me, squeezing me even more.
The sensation is overwhelming in the best fucking way. After a few seconds, I test out sliding deeper, until I’m bottomed out inside of him and he’s squeezing me so fucking good. I lean over him and grab his chin, angling his head so I can kiss his mouth. Our tongues tangle in a messy kiss, every intentional squeeze of his ass muscles working through me as I pulse inside of him.
“You feel so fucking good,” I say, tugging his lower lip between my teeth. “I’m not going to last.”
