Page 205 of Captivated
“How do I look?” Zeeb knew how hefelt—on show, more vulnerable than he’d ever felt his whole life.
Nate didn’t reply. Instead, he stepped closer and ran his hands down Zeeb’s thighs, pausing when he reached Zeeb’s balls. He cupped them, giving them a gentle squeeze, then bent down to take Zeeb’s cock into his mouth.
“Fuck.” Zeeb shuddered at the sensation, goose bumps erupting all over. Nate stroked his torso, reaching higher to tweak his nipples, and Zeeb moaned. “Nate, when you do that…”
Nate raised his gaze and looked Zeeb in the eye as he took his shaft a little deeper.
Holy fuck.
Zeeb watched, mesmerized and shaking, as Nate sucked and licked his cock. Then he stopped and sat on the stool. Nate’s face was right there between Zeeb’s thighs, his hands spreading Zeeb’s asscheeks?—
And Zeeb knew what was coming.
“Oh dear Lord,” he said, his voice weak as Nate buried his face in Zeeb’s crack and licked over his hole.
Rimming Nate had been amazing.
Being on the receiving end? That took Zeeb’s breath away.
He lay there, his shivers multiplying and his hole twitching as Nate’s tongue lapped his entrance, unable to do what he really wanted, which was to hold Nate’s head there and feel his tongue in Zeeb’s hole. Every little movement sent sparks of desire charging through him, his body alive and tingling, aching for more.
Then Nate stood, and Zeeb wanted to groan with disappointment—until he realized what Nate was doing when he heard theclickof the cap on the bottle of lube.
Nate stood at his side, bending down to kiss him, and Zeeb moaned when Nate slowly pushed a slick finger inside him.
“You’re so tight,” Nate whispered between kisses. “So warm.” He slid his finger a little deeper, and Zeeb took deep breaths, unable to choose which felt more pleasurable, his mouth or his ass. Nate didn’t stop kissing him, not even when he added another finger, and Zeeb’s hole was stretched tight around them.
“You paid attention,” he gasped, as Nate finger-fucked him, brushing against his prostate, pre-cum now leaking from Zeeb’s aching cock.
Nate nodded, his lips parted, his eyes shining. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“Then don’t,” Zeeb blurted. “Wanna feel you.”
Nate straightened, then moved to stand at Zeeb’s ass. There was a pause, and Zeeb knew what was going on outside of his sight line.
“Use plenty of it.”
Nate smiled. “Don’t worry. I had a good teacher.”
Warmth pressed against Zeeb’s hole, and he stilled. Nate clutched the chain with one hand, and slowly, so fucking slowly, he pushed.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
“Maybe I should’ve taken Butch’s advice and used a butt plug,” he croaked.
Nate’s dick felthuge.
“I’m about halfway.” Nate glanced down. “God, watching me slide into you….” His voice shook. Nate wrapped slick fingers around Zeeb’s shaft and gently pulled on it.
Zeeb swallowed. “Yeah, that’s good.”
Nate nodded. “Gonna go in a little deeper now.” He pushed again, and Zeeb figured he had to be balls-deep. Nate didn’t move, his hand warm around Zeeb’s cock, and the more he tugged on it, the better Zeeb felt.
“NowI get why Butch recommended this,” Zeeb said with a groan. “It’s not just the support—it lets you focus more on the experience, and less on foldin’ yourself into different positions.”
Nate shuddered. “I’m so deep inside you.” The sling moved to meet his thrust, and he rolled his eyes. “Oh my God. It’s like you’re fucking yourself on my dick.”
Zeeb wanted to laugh and moan at the same time. His body was alight, his ass was full, and he felt so fuckingalive.
