I give him my best smile. “Now, would I do something like that?”
Julian raises an eyebrow, an incredulous look on his face that makes me laugh. “You? My little chaos twink? I put nothing past you.”
Giving him a wink, I pull my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor, then lie back and do the same with my jeans and underwear.
He swallows hard, and I want to preen. It’s still a little shocking to me that this man wantsme. But here we are. I gesture to his clothes. “Are you planning on leaving those on?”
He doesn’t take his eyes off me longer than it takes to pull his shirt over his head. “No. Definitely not.”
The second he’s naked, I crawl into his lap and bring our mouths together. He tangles his fingers in my hair, tugging gently, using his grip to turn my head. I gasp and his tongue slips into my mouth.
This is my favorite. Although, that’s not entirely true. Anything with him is my favorite. He moans deep in his throat as his hold on my hair tightens. The slight sting would make my eyes roll back if they weren’t closed. As it is, I can barely take the anticipation anymore. I pull myself away from Julian. He gives me a curious look, but I don’t say anything. Instead, I climb off his lap and roll onto my stomach beside him. I adjust until I’m spread out before him, chest to the mattress, ass in the air.
Julian lets out a strangled sound. I’m dying to see the look on his face, but I don’t want to turn around. He moves until it feels like he’s close to my hips, but I can’t be sure without actually looking. His warm hand settles on my back. “Are you sure, darlin’?”
I have to resist the urge to roll my eyes. “Yes. I’m sure. Just like I’ve been sure the last billion times.”
Julian’s thumb skims one of the dimples in my lower back. “I still like to check in.”
I turn my head back just enough to look at him over my shoulder. “I know. But I’m good. So you know, get on with it, maybe.”
His brown eyes bore into mine. “I’ll do what I want.”
He’s been around me too long. He used to never give me shit like this. He’d bend over backward to give me what I wanted immediately. Now he’s a little shit, and I’ve corrupted him. I know I’m not going to win, so instead of even trying, I turn my head back around with a huff.
For a long while, there’s nothing besides the feel of his thumb caressing my back dimples. Finally, he lets out a little sigh. “You’re so fucking stunning, Holden. Every time you trust me like this. Every time you allow me the privilege of being with you this way, it takes the fucking breath right out of me.”
His thumb leaves my skin, then his lips take its place. They’re warm and soft, and the feel of them on my body makes liquid heat flood my veins. When his stubble scrapes the top of my ass, I groan. It’s been entirely too long since we’ve done this. I love topping. Watching Julian damn near convulse with pleasure, watching the way his chest heaves and his eyes roll back? Fuck. Straight out of my deepest fantasies, but every once in a while? I love this too.
Julian kisses his way up my back, taking his sweet time. He’s driving me insane, but he already knows that. He nips the skin along my shoulder blade and I yelp, not expecting the sudden sting. The asshole laughs, but he goes back to kissing me, soothing the sting with his lips.
The sound of the lube being popped open makes me whimper. Not in fear, not anymore. In fucking anticipation. Julian presses two cool fingers to my hole and I bear down, trying to get him inside me as soon as possible. My cock is hanging heavy and swollen beneath me, and the second he pushes his fingers inside me, I groan, my cock throbbing.
He doesn’t waste any more time. He searches for my prostate, finding it in seconds. My cock drools pre-cum on the bed below us as he uses his fingers to stretch me open, rubbing and tapping against the sensitive spot with each pass.
“Fuck, darlin’. You are so sexy like this. Spread out and all mine.”
I moan, rocking my hips back on his hand. He gets the memo, and apparently finally done with teasing me, pulls his fingers out and carefully pushes in with three. I’m panting, my body starting to tremble as he works them deeper into me.
When he pulls them out, I groan at the sudden loss, but I don’t have time to focus on the emptiness because the blunt, slick head of his cock is pressing against my hole. “You ready, darlin’?”
I’m pretty sure if I try to talk, all that’s going to come out is a whine, so I just nod frantically. He chuckles, filling me slowly. His laughter is cut off pretty quickly with a low moan, though. That’s what he gets for laughing at me. “Jesus, Hold. You always feel so fucking good.”
He punctuates each word with a twist of his hips, working his cock deeper. It burns, but it’s not the burn I spent far too long feeling. It’s the kind of burn that heats me from the inside out and has me gasping for air and my toes curling. He pauses when his hips are flush against my ass. I mean, I appreciate it. The man is fucking huge, but I need him to move.
I push back against him, fucking myself on his cock. “Jesus,” he groans, the rasp in his voice making my leaking dick ache.
For a second, I get away with it, but then he’s gripping my hip with his hand, his fingers splayed across my lower stomach. I think he’s going to stop me, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t move at all, other than to use his tight grip to force me onto his cock, and drag me off it. Is he…? He’s using me like a fuck toy. And that shouldnotbe hot. But Jesus. My dick throbs, a moan tearing from my throat. “More,” I groan, my body going lax against the bed as I let him take over the movement entirely.
The only response I get is a deep moan, a whisperedfuck,and his free hand grabbing my other hip. He sets an almost bruising pace, but he’s not moving his hips at all. He’s movingmeon his dick, and holy fuck, oh God.
I’m basically a boneless pile of nothing as Julian uses his hold on me to manipulate my body and use me. “Is this okay, Holden?”
His concern feels good, but not as good as his dick. “If you stop, I’ll murder you.”
He laughs, but it’s breathless and rough. “You feel so good, darlin’. Tight and warm and fucking mine. Like you were made for me.”
His words shoot through me, making my stomach tighten. I’m so hard my dick hurts, and I need to touch it so bad, but I’ve also never gotten off hands free before, and I almost want to see if I can.
