He cackles again, and it’s beautiful. “Oh my God, get over it.”
“Not a chance,” I say, tackling him to the bed and kissing him hard, my mouth brushing over his soft lips and then down his chin to his neck. We rid ourselves of our clothes, rolling around on the bed, both fighting for control and laughing and moaning as we go.
There’s a deep need to find our pleasure, but there’s also no rush. “You know,” he says as he lies between my thighs, his hand stroking my hard dick as he teases it with his tongue. “I’m thinking there’s a way we both get our way.”
“Oh yeah?” I ask, my voice a little breathless because his tongue is driving me insane, flicking over the head of my cock, dragging through the slit as he moans at the taste of me.
“Yeah.” He strokes me, his eyes wicked as he glances up at me. “I think I should definitely fuck you.” I shiver at that, and this time, it’s not nerves, it’s purely excitement.
“You should,” I agree.
“But I think if you hold off on coming when I’m inside you.” He strokes to the head of my cock, twisting when he reaches it, and then slides back down to the base, making my legs shake with the need to come. “I’ll let you fuck me and come so far inside me, I’ll feel you for days.”
“Oh, holy shit,” I say, reaching for my dick, knocking his hand away and gripping the base to hold off the orgasm that’s threatening. “Get on with it then.”
His laugh is pure evil. “No rushing me.” He plants my feet on the bed and then his stare is right there on my entrance. I wiggle a little bit, not exactly thrilled at his view. But he is, that’s for sure.
“So pretty,” he says, leaning forward, I guess to get a better look. I’m about to tell him to get on with it again when I feel the hot, wet stripe of his tongue brush over my hole, and I nearly jolt off the bed.
“Holy. Fuck.”
“Yeah?” He looks quite pleased with himself as he holds onto my knees and does it again. His wicked glint teases me as he looks up at me, licking me open slowly. Taking his time before his eyes close, and he writhes against the bed, moaning against my puckered hole like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted.
There’s no way.
But he does seem to be enjoying himself as he probes my entrance with his tongue. He gets me nice and wet, pushing his spit into me before he grabs the lube and slicks his fingers, replacing his tongue with one.
“Yes,” I gasp, my hands gripping the comforter and my back bowing up off the bed.
I’m soft from his tongue, so it doesn’t take long before he’s adding more lube and another finger. And then another. When he strokes over my prostate, I cry out loudly, cum shooting from my dick without any warning at all.
I can’t even be bothered by the fact that I came without him even getting his dick inside me, the pleasure rolling through me as my cum spurts over and over while Emerson milks me like an expert.
“Holy shit,” I breathe when he climbs up over me and kisses me hard. “I failed your little test,” I say against his lips but not sorry.
“Nah,” he says easily, his hand moving down to my wet dick that’s still semi-hard, despite coming a moment ago. He scoops up some of my cum and strokes me with it. “We’re just getting started.”
I nod my head and kiss him hard, my body already starting to respond again. I want to give him the same treatment he gave me, so I flip him quickly on his back and kiss my way down his body.
I don’t think about how soon I won’t be able to do this. For the moment, I just shut my brain down and kiss my way over his stomach and down his thighs. I part his legs and stroke his cock. Kissing down to his balls, which are heavy with need.
My cock is fully back now, sucking his balls into my mouth and listening to his cries of pleasure. When I reach his hole, I don’t waste any time overthinking. I just go in for the kill. Kissing him the same way he kissed me.
His fingers thread through my hair as he thrusts against my mouth, babbling incoherently, and I love every second of it.
“Stop, Jasper,” he gasps. “I’m too close. Want inside of you.”
I pull my mouth away from him but grab the lube. Slicking up my fingers, I push two inside him. He takes them easily, gasping and panting.
“Too much. I’m good. I need you. Just fuck me instead.”
I laugh at that and shake my head, climbing up his body. “Nope. That wasn’t the deal.”
He huffs then, and it’s fucking cute. “Then let me inside already because I’m dying to have you fill me up.”
Okay then. I nervously lift up, guiding his cock to my hole, my whole body going tense, and Emerson notices.
“Don’t do that,” he says, leaning up to steal my lips in a sweet kiss that I quickly get lost in. I flip him so he’s on top of me and kiss him hard.
