He waited until I made direct eye contact with him before saying, “Even if I’m three seconds from coming, you can stop me. One word is all it takes to make me pull out, no matter what.”
“I never knew consent was sexy,” I teased him. “Leave it to you to make that a turn-on.”
That drew a chuckle from him. “It’s too important not to be crystal clear about. If you’re not enjoying yourself, then I’m not, either.”
I nodded my understanding, although my heart skipped a beat when he flipped the cap open on the bottle of lube. We had stopped by his room earlier to grab it and some other essentials before coming up to mine. Dispensing some before closing the lid, he set it aside. He didn’t plunge right in but circled my hole to get me used to the sensation. At the first hint of penetration, it amazed me that my body pushed down to draw him deeper. I might not have known what I was doing, but it seemed some part of me somehow knew what I needed.
When he eased a finger into me, neither of us expected me to giggle. He kept moving his digit in and out of me as he teased, “I know you said you were ticklish, but here?”
“Not to be unsexy, but it reminded me of a doctor doing a digital rectal exam. It made me picture you as Dr. Feel Good and—” I couldn’t finish my sentence before I broke into another fit of laughter.
Thankfully, my reaction seemed to entertain him. “If you wish to be my patient, I’m more than happy to role-play as your doctor.”
“What am I supposed to do? ‘Oh, Dr. Feel Good, can you please help me? Sex with women leaves mesounsatisfied. Can you use your magical dick to heal me? Won’t you bend me over a table and fuck me hard to make me feel better?’” I started laughing again at the absurd mental image, which almost distracted me from noticing he added a second finger. There was a slight stretch, but it wasn’t uncomfortable enough to make me quit cracking up at my thought.
He laughed along with me before he quieted his amusement. “Is it true?”
“You having a magical dick that can heal me wouldn’t be the least bit surprising at this point. Everything about you is beyond belief incredible. Why wouldn’t that be?”
“Merci, but I meant being unsatisfied with having sex with women.” He kept moving his fingers with deliberate strokes as I grew accustomed to the strangeness of something inside me.
I shrugged. “Normally, my anxiety makes it hard to enjoy anything. As I said before, I usually was so wrapped up in doubting my abilities and her enjoyment that sex stressed me out more than it gave me relief.”
“You didn’t find any pleasure in it?”
“I thought I did until you showed me what real pleasure is.” It blew my mind at what a difference there was between being with Armand and my ex-girlfriends. “I’ve never enjoyedanythingthis much until you.”
My answer pleased him. “In that case, I believe you deserve a reward.”
Before I could ask him what he meant, he shifted positions and took my erection into his mouth to tease it while working me open. The combined sensation made me gasp in shock as an explosion of sexual ecstasy detonated within me, rocking my world. Everything became a blur of intense arousal as he gave me an incredible blow job while fucking me with his fingers. I barely noticed when he added another one, because of the pressure building up inside me. It was almost too much when he hummed around my length and let me slide deeper into his throat.
The sight of him nestled between my legs was so intensely sexy. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair as I tried to stay still. Without warning, he brushed against something that made me climax with a shout as I saw stars. Watching him wipe the corner of his mouth with his thumb and licking his lips to catch the last drop of me overloaded me. I whimpered as he continued stroking me deep inside.
“How was that?”
I answered with a protracted, needy keen, not quite up to forming words yet. Thankfully, he knew how to translate it.
“Can you handle more?”
I wasn’t sure, but I said, “Yes,” anyway.
Still blissed-out from my orgasm, I stayed relaxed as he slicked his cock before positioning himself to penetrate me. The slow stretch was strange, but when he slid past the tight ring of muscles, I exhaled the breath I had been holding. When he was all the way in, I couldn’t hold in the bubble of laughter that burst free. “Sorry, sorry! I swear I’m taking this seriously!”
He remained still as he let me get used to the fullness. “There’s no need for it to be serious when this is about feeling good. I can’t wait to hear what has tickled you this time.”
“It’s like your dick is doing a weird disappearing magic trick. Now you see it; now you don’t! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh. But I just thought about pulling a rabbit vibrator out of the hat, because ‘going at it like rabbits’ is a thing, and—” I stopped talking when I lost control of my laughter, causing him to join me. “Oh, thank god, you’re laughing, too.”
“How could I not? You’re too cute for words.”
“I’m pretty sure this counts as wrecking the moment,” I said with a sheepish grin.
“Non, it’s what makes it extra special and so unique to you. It also means you’re relaxed and feeling good, which is what I want.”
I shifted my hips as I got more comfortable. “I’m full and stretched, but not in a painful way. Just different.”
“It will be much better once I move. Are you ready?”
“As ready as I can be when I don’t know what’s coming next.” Exhaling a shaky breath to relieve some of the stress in my body, I tried not to tense again when he started with small movements. But when the pain didn’t come, I relaxed into the gentleness. It wasn’t anything spectacular, but I was too relieved it didn’t hurt to be disappointed about that. All my thoughts came to a screeching stop when he canted my hips higher and used more force to push into me. My focus sharpened when I got my first glimmer of hope that I might be in for more mind-blowing ecstasy. “Oh!”
