Stefan licked, kissed, and sucked, and I trembled violently, wanting more.
“I think… you’ve just discovered… my favourite thing,” I managed to get out. Then I laughed, so hard that the bed shook.
Stefan paused, his mouth inches from my hole. “Now Ihaveto know what went through your mind.”
“If I told you I was thinking about Hans and Julie Andrews, you wouldn’t understand.”
He blinked. “I think I’ve just unhinged your mind.” Then he grinned. “Damn, I’m good.” He went right back to my hole, and my world narrowed to the feel of him fucking me with his tongue. I was damn near folded in half, my knees around myears, and I couldn’t get enough. He rubbed his beard over my hole, through my crack, andfuck, that felt amazing.
Then he stopped once more, knelt at my arse, and looked at me with an intensity that sent shivers rippling through me.
“I want to be inside you, but this is your choice.”
I swallowed. “I…I want that too. And I’ve thought about what you said.” Another shudder of desire slid through me. “No condoms. I want to feel you, all of you, every second of it.”
Stefan nodded. “I’ll take it slow, okay?”
I managed a nod, my heart pounding.
Then he made it perfect by leaning over to kiss me, slow and sweet, and I cupped his head, deepening the connection, pouring all of me into it.
He straightened, reached into the bedside drawer, and removed a bottle. He squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, then slowly pressed one inside me, his gaze locked on my face.
“I know you can take one,” he murmured. “When you can take three, you’ll be ready for my cock.”
My breathing hitched and my belly quivered.
His cock—inside me.
My throat seized, and all I could do was nod.
Stefan moved in and out of my hole, taking his time, his eyes never straying far from mine, watching me. When he finally had three fingers wedged inside me, I moaned at the sensation of feeling so full.
“Ready?”
I nodded, and he lowered my legs, then rolled me onto my side, facing away from him. He nudged my top leg higher, then curled around me, his dick warm against my arse. Stefan guided the head between my cheeks, and I shivered.
He leaned over and kissed me, an unhurried intimate brushing of lips, and I moaned into it as he slowly pushed inside me.
I closed my eyes, wanting to burn this feeling into me, to remember him taking me, sliding into me, as if we had all the time in the world. I rested my head on my arm and his hand was on my hip, gently stroking me as he rocked in and out.
“Baby.” One breathless word that sounded like a prayer.
I lifted my leg and hooked it over his, and he held it there as he filled me to the hilt.
“Are you okay?”
I heard the care in his voice. “It’s good,” I assured him. I turned my head toward him, seeking his lips. Stefan kissed me, slow and sensuous, and I moaned into it. His lips grazed my shoulders and back, and I closed my eyes once more, letting myself feel all of it.
He picked up the pace, and I rocked back to meet his thrusts, loving how he slowed as we kissed, loving the awe in his voice as he murmured, “that feelssogood.”
I curled my hand around my cock, tugging it, adding to the sensations, my breathing ragged and quick.
Then he paused and eased out of me. “Sit astride me?” He lay on his back.
I straddled his waist and bent low to kiss him, his hands on my neck, the back of my head.
“That’s better,” I whispered against his lips.