bashfully.
“Is that all?” he asked, slanting his head and studying me with clear eyes.
“I—I just don’t want to come againso quickly,”I clarified shyly.
“Elijah, there’s no limit on how many times you can come. We’ve got allnight,”he said lowly. “Let me make youfeelgood.”
“That’s just it,” I said, stopping himfromcontinuing to taunt me with his body. “I want to make youfeelgood too.”
He gave me the rare smile I’d seen only a handful of times, flashing his perfect teeth. “Trust me, youare.”
Before I could protest, his lips covered mine and his hips resumed, bringing me to the brink faster than I thought possible, only to lift his body away. Hovering above me, he watched me arch and squirm, silently pleading for his touch, for his hips to press against me, for the climax that was just out of my reach. He finally reunited our hips, his breath fanning my face, and my heart swelled with the emotion flooding his night blue eyes.
His lips flitted over mine before he opened the drawer of the nightstand, searching for something inside. When he rose to his knees, I saw a small bottle in his hand. He flipped the cap open and poured the clear liquid into his fingers. I shook with the anticipation of where those fingers were going to go. Tossing the bottle on the bed, he placed his wet fingers at my entrance, circling and pressing on the delicate skin. Without warning, the tip of his finger slid inside me, and I instinctively tensed at the sensation.
“Relax,”he coaxed, runninghis other hand up and downmycalf.
Exhaling a breath, I forced my body to do as he requested and let my legs fall open. His eyes wandered down to where his finger slowly slipped in and out of me. Adding a second finger, he stretched me as he twisted them. I blushed at the way he watched himself ready me. Suddenly, I warmed fromthe inside out. It was like a jolt of electricity, a brief charge surging through me, and I instantly wanted to feel it again. I didn’t have to wait long as a second one hit me. There was no mistaking the need on his face as he watched my reaction to his fingers grazing my prostate. Satisfaction filled his eyes when I whined and pushed myself onto him. I wanted to beg for more, but I wasn’t sure I could speak, muchless express how incredible it felt.
By the time Chase pulled his touch from me, I was whimpering helplessly, my cock liberally dripping precome onto my abdomen. Chase retrieved the lube again, spilling more onto his length. The distinct wet sound of his hand moving over his cock only enhanced my excitement. The bottle was thrownaside, and his eyes returned to mine.
“Are yousure?”
He was giving me an out, one final opportunity to say no and stop anything further. Didn’t he realize how long I had waited for this moment? Didn’t he know how muchI loved himalready?
“Yes,”I replied, liftingmyhips inoffering.
Holding my knees, he pressed the swollen head of his cock against me, and, with a steady rock of his hips, he penetrated me as gently as possible. A brief burn seared me and instinctively I froze. His hand went to myhair, gentlybrushingthe damp pieces offmyface.
“Relax,”he reminded me, motionless.
Engrossed by his eyes, I forced the tension from my body. The burning eased, spreading outward into a pleasurable and unidentifiable warmth. I wrapped my arms around his neck until he lowered himself to his elbows, his stomach covering my cock in a slippery friction as he lay on me. Unable to remain still any longer, his eyes closed and he drove deeper into me. A low groan escaped through his parted lips as he filled me with his entire length and stretched my muscles in delight. Urgent fingers knotted my hair as he drew back his hips only to rock them forward again. Roaming my hands down the contours of his back, I memorized the flexing of his sinewy muscles with each thrust of his hips. Releasing my hair, he moved his hand around the back of my knee, hitching my leg up and sinking
“Is that all?” he asked, slanting his head and studying me with clear eyes.
“I—I just don’t want to come againso quickly,”I clarified shyly.
“Elijah, there’s no limit on how many times you can come. We’ve got allnight,”he said lowly. “Let me make youfeelgood.”
“That’s just it,” I said, stopping himfromcontinuing to taunt me with his body. “I want to make youfeelgood too.”
He gave me the rare smile I’d seen only a handful of times, flashing his perfect teeth. “Trust me, youare.”
Before I could protest, his lips covered mine and his hips resumed, bringing me to the brink faster than I thought possible, only to lift his body away. Hovering above me, he watched me arch and squirm, silently pleading for his touch, for his hips to press against me, for the climax that was just out of my reach. He finally reunited our hips, his breath fanning my face, and my heart swelled with the emotion flooding his night blue eyes.
His lips flitted over mine before he opened the drawer of the nightstand, searching for something inside. When he rose to his knees, I saw a small bottle in his hand. He flipped the cap open and poured the clear liquid into his fingers. I shook with the anticipation of where those fingers were going to go. Tossing the bottle on the bed, he placed his wet fingers at my entrance, circling and pressing on the delicate skin. Without warning, the tip of his finger slid inside me, and I instinctively tensed at the sensation.
“Relax,”he coaxed, runninghis other hand up and downmycalf.
Exhaling a breath, I forced my body to do as he requested and let my legs fall open. His eyes wandered down to where his finger slowly slipped in and out of me. Adding a second finger, he stretched me as he twisted them. I blushed at the way he watched himself ready me. Suddenly, I warmed fromthe inside out. It was like a jolt of electricity, a brief charge surging through me, and I instantly wanted to feel it again. I didn’t have to wait long as a second one hit me. There was no mistaking the need on his face as he watched my reaction to his fingers grazing my prostate. Satisfaction filled his eyes when I whined and pushed myself onto him. I wanted to beg for more, but I wasn’t sure I could speak, muchless express how incredible it felt.
By the time Chase pulled his touch from me, I was whimpering helplessly, my cock liberally dripping precome onto my abdomen. Chase retrieved the lube again, spilling more onto his length. The distinct wet sound of his hand moving over his cock only enhanced my excitement. The bottle was thrownaside, and his eyes returned to mine.
“Are yousure?”
He was giving me an out, one final opportunity to say no and stop anything further. Didn’t he realize how long I had waited for this moment? Didn’t he know how muchI loved himalready?
“Yes,”I replied, liftingmyhips inoffering.
Holding my knees, he pressed the swollen head of his cock against me, and, with a steady rock of his hips, he penetrated me as gently as possible. A brief burn seared me and instinctively I froze. His hand went to myhair, gentlybrushingthe damp pieces offmyface.
“Relax,”he reminded me, motionless.
Engrossed by his eyes, I forced the tension from my body. The burning eased, spreading outward into a pleasurable and unidentifiable warmth. I wrapped my arms around his neck until he lowered himself to his elbows, his stomach covering my cock in a slippery friction as he lay on me. Unable to remain still any longer, his eyes closed and he drove deeper into me. A low groan escaped through his parted lips as he filled me with his entire length and stretched my muscles in delight. Urgent fingers knotted my hair as he drew back his hips only to rock them forward again. Roaming my hands down the contours of his back, I memorized the flexing of his sinewy muscles with each thrust of his hips. Releasing my hair, he moved his hand around the back of my knee, hitching my leg up and sinking
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