“Don’t feel like you have to say yes,” Grady says softly, his hand still slowly working me over.
“No, I, uh…” Clearing my throat, I try to slow my heart rate down. “I think… Let’s try it.”
Grady’s eyebrows shoot up. “Really?” He chuckles. “I totally wasn’t expecting you to say yes to that. Are you sure?”
I nod. “I’m sure. Just please go slow and be gentle with me.”
He leans in and presses his lips to mine. “I’ll take very good care of you.” And I believe him. Grady takes me by the hand, leading me to the bed. Laying me down in the middle, he drapes his body over mine as he kisses me gently but hungrily. I can taste his need and feel his adoration with every slow, measured swipe of his tongue against mine.
Working his way down my body, he licks and kisses everywhere, taking his time. Goosebumps cover my flesh, and my heart beats so fast I’m certain it’s going to break through my ribcage. Somehow, I’m able to think clearly enough to rememberwhat started this whole thing. Bringing the camera up, I take one picture after another, focusing on the heat in his gaze. On the way he looks as he worships my body. The way his tongue flicks out against the head of my cock. The way his lips wrap around my length. It’s all so, so good.
“Hand me the lube,” Grady instructs, holding out his hand as he continues to lick up and down the underside of my length. Blindly reaching toward the nightstand, because I can’t fathom taking my eyes off the sight before me for even a split second, I find the slim, clear bottle, handing it to him. My pulse races and every inch of my skin feels on fire as I watch him flip open the cap and pour the gel onto his fingers. “Tell me if, at any point, you need me to stop or slow down, okay?”
I nod, biting down on my bottom lip.
Running his finger along the length of my crease, he takes my cock in his mouth, sinking down as his finger circles my rim. With each passing second, he takes me a little deeper as he applies more and more pressure to my hole, until he breaks through, pushing past the tight ring of muscle. I’m watching him with my elbows holding me up, and I drop my head back, gasping as the intrusion causes a slight burn. It’s not too much, but it’s different.
Grady goes nice and slow, making sure to bring the pleasure from his mouth and tongue as he gently works his finger farther into my channel. Thrusting in and out a few times, he eventually slides a second finger in beside the first, the stretch and burn becoming stronger. He pulls off my length, keeping his fingers moving lazily inside of me.
“You doing okay?” he asks.
“Yup,” I murmur, my eyes squeezed shut.
“Hey, look at me,” he says softly. I peer down at him, a warmth flooding me as our eyes meet. “Do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. “No, keep going.”
It doesn’t take long for the discomfort and the burn to morph into something much sweeter. Grady continues to suck me nice and deep, bringing me right up to the edge of explosion while his fingers stretch me open. By the time he deems me ready, I’m panting and on the verge of coming, so turned on I don’t even have time to stop and be nervous about what’s going to happen. I’m going out of my mind with need for Grady, and I don’t care that this is something totally new; I want it because it’s with him.
Once he sits back and applies a generous amount of lube to his length, he pushes my legs back, lining himself up. “Ready?” he asks, the restraint and lust in his voice heady. His eyes are wild, cheeks flushed.
Nodding, I smirk. “Yeah, fuck me, baby.”
“God,you have no idea how fucking hot you are.” I swear, if possible, Grady’s eyes darken even more as he slowly eases into me. True to his word, he’s gentle and careful, but his cock is bigger than his fingers, so it takes a minute for me to adjust.
I grit my teeth as my body works to stretch around him, and it feels like it takes an eternity until I feel the pleasure sweep in, but eventually it does, and I let out the breath I’d been holding.
“You’re doing so good,” Grady coos, tracing my hole with his thumb. He looks mesmerized, staring at where we’re connected. Glancing up at me, he says, “Hand me the camera.”
With a shaky hand, I grab the camera, passing it to him. Grady sets a languid pace, capturing the moment with a click of a button. Handing it to me, I take a few, wanting to look back on this when it’s over, but then I set it to the side to be fully present.
“Doing okay?” he asks.
The burn has fully dissipated, replaced by fiery heat. The way he’s entering me, his cock rubs up against a spot inside of me that has me seeing stars. Every rock of his hips grazes that sweet button I never knew I had.
“Yeah.” A moan falls from my lips as my eyes roll back. “You feel s-so good.”
With a smirk tugging on his lips, he reaches down, wrapping a tight fist around my cock, the grip and sensation only intensifying the pleasure soaring inside of me.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, gripping the sheets beneath me.
A groan rips from Grady’s throat as he picks up the pace, hips slapping against my ass, the sound filthy and erotic. “I’m not going to last,” he growls. “You’re so tight. Fuck!”
Reaching up, I pinch and tweak my nipples between my fingers as he continues to stroke my cock and fuck my ass. My entire body is lit up, flames licking my veins as Grady works me closer and closer to the edge. We’re both breathing hard, groaning, and panting. It’s all too much, I can’t hold on.
“I’m close,” I cry out, feeling my balls tighten and a wave of tingles dancing over my skin. “Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come.”
“That’s it,” he purrs. “Come for me, Boone. Give it to me, I need it.”
