Page 57 of Burning Hearts
He gestured toward the king-sized bed. “Hands and knees.”
I quickly went to the nightstand. The previous night, I’d placed condoms and lube there after purchasing them from a convenience store. I’d hoped for this exact moment but told myself not to get my hopes up.
I tossed both on the bed for Cade.
Next, I climbed onto the bed and got into position on my hands and knees, like Cade had requested.
I heard the sound of the condom open as Cade tore into it and the lube cap being opened behind me.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
He came over to the bed and gripped his hands on either side of my waist. I felt him position himself right behind me. Excitement turned to nervousness. What if he was disappointed in me? What if it wasn’t what he was expecting from a man?
But nervousness quickly turned back to excitement as one of Cade’s fingers, now slick and covered in lube, gently prodded my entrance.
It seemed as if Cade was testing the boundaries—in more ways than one.
Self-consciousness returned to me, fleeting but present.
My cheeks went red, and my body easily accepted Cade’s finger before he slid another one inside me. I felt him start to finger me, sliding back and forth, his digits filling me up with each stroke. I groaned in a mixture of excitement and eagerness as I bent even closer toward the bed. I was trying to give Cade the best angle possible to move inside me. I wanted to feel how deep his fingertips could go.
“Fuck,” Cade moaned behind me. “Ellis, you’re so sexy. Do you have any idea? You’re driving me crazy.”
“Don’t stop,” I said, more of a sigh than a statement. “Please, fuck me. I can’t… I can’t wait any longer, Cade.”
“I can’t either,” he said as he slipped his fingers out of me.
In their place, I felt the tip of his cock. Gently at first, a motion in… then a motion out, before fully sliding his length in me, pushing it in and forcing all the air out of my lungs.
“Fuck,” I shouted, loud enough that I wondered if other hotel guests might hear.
Cade started to move, and I heard myself whining and whimpering. His cock felt perfect inside my ass. Every inch of my body pulled tight, nearly convulsing, before expanding again as he pushed into me.
I felt as if my soul might lift up and escape my body, overwhelmed with the pleasure of it all. I found myself pushing back against his cock, forcing him in even deeper, treating his shaft like my own personal toy.
Then, I felt Cade grab for my wrists before he pulled them away from the bedsheets. He positioned them near the small of my back, leaving me feeling helpless before him. His cock was now buried inside me as far as it would go. I was filled fully to the brim.
“Cade!” I shouted, no longer caring if anyone could hear.
His cock hit the perfect angle each and every time.
“Ellis,” he said, his voice choking.
I knew what was coming, and I was desperate for it.
“Fuck!” he said, the volume of his voice matching mine. “I’m close… I’m fucking close, Ellis!”
“Cade…,” I said, suddenly gasping as I reached down and felt my own cock, harder than ever.
Cade continued to brush his shaft against my prostate. I had no idea if he was doing it on purpose or if his cock was just so enormous that he couldn’t avoid hitting the same perfect spot time and time again. Either way, my body wasn’t complaining, it was begging for more.
A few more thrusts from Cade and I came—loudly, nearly shrieking. My come spilled down my cock and onto the sheets beneath me.
As soon as I came, he drove deep and shuddered as he came too, his hips moving back and forth against me. When he’d finished exploding, he collapsed against me and knocked us both down onto the bed sheets.
“Ellis, that was—” he laughed once, “unfairly good. I didn’t know my body did that.”
The world came back to us in stages. First our breathing, then the hum of the air vent. Then the sound of someone laughing a few floors down, which didn’t bode well for how noisy we’d been.
