Chapter 16
Reece
Everything was so perfect it was almost like it couldn’t be real. His touch, the feel of his mouth on my body, the feel of his body under my hands, it was everything I could have wanted, and we weren’t anywhere near done. The hard erection jutting out from his groin let me know he didn’t want to stop either.
Splayed open and so ready I’d begged for more, I might have felt nervous or embarrassed with someone else, but with Houston, everything felt right. Just like it had been from the very beginning, I was turned on and surprised, but ready to see what would happen with the gruff, sexy man.
I wasn’t sure how long we’d been on the bed, but it felt like he’d been edging me for hours. It wasn’t possible, but everything was slightly out of focus, and I knew I could almost touch subspace. One more caress, one more kiss, and I’d sink into the perfect oblivion. Houston kept it just out of reach, though.
I was both frustrated and grateful.
I wanted to see everything that he was doing and not lose even a moment of the pleasure. But if I wasn’t going to get subspace, I wanted to be fucked. And he was taking his sweet time about it. “Please, Master.”
I’d tried to be good, but it was all too much. Sometime while his mouth had teased around my cock, I’d lost the ability to hold back the begging that had been desperate to escape. Houston didn’t seem to mind. There was a reasonable possibility that he’d punish me for it later, but that just made it more erotic.
The unknown was unnerving and arousing.
Kneeling between my legs, Houston finally grabbed a condom out of the side table drawer and the lube from the bed. I couldn’t hide my relief or my excitement. My cock jerked and tightened, and it was all I could do to keep my hands off it and lie still.
I squeezed my eyes shut, because the sight of his strong body hovering over me was almost too much. I heard the crinkle of the wrapper and the distinctive sound of the lube. I tensed for a moment, more out of anticipation than fear as one finger started circling my clenched muscles, but his low, soothing words pushed through the need.
“Relax for me, Pet. Show me how much you want this, Reece.” He kept up the slow caress, not taking it any further.
The rational part of my brain realized that he wanted to make sure I was still ready, but that piece wasn’t communicating with my mouth very well because nothing functional would come out. A low whine was all I could make, but I did my best to relax my body and push my ass against his hand.
He chuckled, but the maddeningly gentle touch changed. The next circle was faster and then he pushed over the center, letting just the tip of his finger in. Desperate noises broke out of me, but I couldn’t hold them back. I’d had that frustrating toy stretching me forever, and I was ready for more than just one fingertip.
Houston was trying to kill me.
Could you die of frustration?
“Such pretty sounds from my boy.” The quiet, heated words sent shivers through me, and more low whines escaped.
Houston made a quiet, almost laughing sound and started fucking me slowly. By the time his entire finger was inside me, I was frantic and so fucking needy I hurt. Everything was sensitive and waiting for him to move, to start that teasing caress that was just a hint at what the real thing would feel like.
When he started to pull it out, I gripped the covers so hard I could feel some of them come off the mattress, but it was either that or reach for him and demand he fuck me. Probably not the best idea when he was having so much fun torturing me.
“I’m going to have to tie you down next time.” I couldn’t decide if he liked that idea or not. Forcing my eyes open, I saw he looked almost disappointed, but desire flared from his eyes and his cock bobbed up and down at the images going through his head.
“Thank you, Master.” Yes, then there would be nothing to fight against, nothing pushing at me to move, to beg. I would be at his mercy until he was ready to let me come.
Two fingers pressed into me, stretching me faster and wider than anything he’d put inside me. It took my breath away for just a moment, the sensation of being opened and the barest flash of pain too incredible to be able to focus on anything else.
“That’s my sexy boy. Writhing on my fingers, begging to be fucked. Oh yes, I’m going to tie you down, and you won’t be able to focus on anything else but my touch. It’s going to be incredible, Pet.” His low words kept going, telling me how sexy I was and how he couldn’t wait to sink into me, to slide his cock into me.
He seemed to be doing his best to make me come before his dick ever touched my body. But that wasn’t what I wanted. I needed to feel him inside me, and I wanted to come wrapped around him while he pounded away at me.
Words were spilling out, but I couldn’t keep track of them. Everything in me was focused on those two fingers, and then the beautiful moment when he added a third. I knew how to relax into his touch and not let my body fight what I wanted, but thinking was almost impossible.
All I wanted was to feel him inside me.
When his fingers moved out of me, I knew what was coming, and the anticipation was insane. My eyes slammed shut, and I started to shake. Just those few seconds somehow pushed everything higher. Houston stretched out over me. I could feel the heat from his body as he surrounded me. Then his arms moved to brace my legs, pushing them higher toward my chest, giving me the fleeting impression of being tied down just for him.
The image was too hot, and I tried to push it away. Opening my eyes, I looked up into his bright green eyes and felt his dick press against my opening. He kept us right there on the edge, leaning down to press another tender kiss to my lips. “Last chance, Pet.”
“I…you…” My brain wasn’t working enough to find the words that were intent on hiding from me. Finally, I gave up and just rocked my hips, rubbing my relaxed opening against him. It must have been enough of an answer, because he pushed inside of me in one slow motion.
It was nothing like the toy and nothing like his fingers. The burn and stretch sent a flood of sensation through me, every nerve fired, and it was like lightning shooting up my spine. I must have started to move, because I found my hands braced above my head, locked inside his as he started to thrust.
