He breached me with the tip of his finger and gazed into my eyes as if he needed to know how it made me feel.
“Is that okay?” he asked.
I hadn’t been asked that in so long I didn’t even know how to answer it. Not at first, anyway.
Was it okay?
It shouldn’t be? I should be disgusted by the mere thought of being penetrated. There were a lot of shoulds and only one want. And the want was triumphant.
Because my insides flared at the thought of him inside me. Ever since he’d come into my life he’d been nothing but kind and gentle and wonderful. There was absolutely no reason he wouldn’t be the same now.
I nodded.
“I need you to say it, Drew. I need to make sure,” he said.
“Please, Sett.” My voice came out far more pleading than I intended.
Sett towered over me, hand on the side of my head and he all but growled in my face. “Are you sure?”
I grabbed him by the neck and brushed my lips over his. “Yes, Sett. It’s okay. I want you. I need you inside me. So stop checking in on me and fuck me already.”
He smirked and dipped down to kiss me properly. “All in due time, my Drew,” he grunted when he came up for air and I gasped as he pushed another digit in me.
My hold on the back of his neck tightened and I held on for dear life like a blushing virgin. It was so different when someone cared for you. When someone didn’t want to hurt you. When they wanted to please you just as much as themselves.
His gaze remained glued to me as if…as if I was a work of art or something. As if I were the only person in the world.
He drove his fingers in and out of me in smooth, gentle movements until he added a third and he had to sit up in order to continue.
I found the opportunity to look down, to watch him as he fucked me with his fingers and my cock twitched, going from soft to semi-hard in an instant. I gave it a couple of strokes but that was when Sett curled his fingers and jabbed at my prostate and I had to use both hands to save me from screaming.
“Is…is that okay?” he asked and I immediately felt empty.
“Yes. I’m good, Sett. Put those back in there right now!”
He grinned and put his hands on the back of my legs, pushing my knees to my chest and he repositioned himself so that his cock rubbed over my taint.
“Oh my Sett! That feels so good!” I moaned.
Who knew the promise of a cock could be so wild and addictive as the real thing.
I looked him in the eyes and he smiled at me, thrusting back and forth, friction making our skin hotter and yet all the more sticky.
“Are you ready?” he whispered and I bobbed my head up and down unable to articulate a word. Not anymore. Probably not ever again.
“Use your words, Drew,” he grumbled but I knew he wasn’t angry at me. He was needy. Just as needy I was right now if I had to take a guess.
“Y-yes. I’m…ready,” I managed and within seconds he pulled back a little.
His cockhead pushed against my ring of muscle and I had to bite my lip to withstand the mix of pain and pleasure erupting inside me.
But even when I managed to get my breathing under control, he pushed deeper and I had no choice but to hold my breath and freeze him in time until my body had adjusted to the size of the godly part between my legs.
Even frozen he was drop-dead gorgeous. Sexy from head to toe. I focused on his gaze. On his beautiful face as I wiggled under him then let time go so he could go again.
I froze him second by second, instant by instant between deep breaths that helped the tension in my body ease until he was buried inside me.
I knew I could have asked him to slow down but it was more fun that way. And he seemed to get a kick out of this whole thing.
