Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58623 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58623 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Chest going warm, I looped my arms around his neck and kissed him. I’d meant it to be a soft acknowledgment of the emotion zinging between us, but the second his tongue met mine, the kiss transformed into a hot and dirty grind that almost distracted me from my big idea.
Almost.
Pulling away from the kiss, I rested my forehead against him. “I want to fuck.”
“Levi…” Joe shifted so he could peer deep into my eyes.
“I know you’re going to say how we don’t have to—”
“We don’t.” Joe frowned and his grip on my hips tightened. “I’m not coddling you or lying when I say it’s nice and fun and feels good, but it’s not my all-time favorite sex act. I’m not in any hurry.”
I smiled because we were on a similar page there. I liked that he wasn’t all ass-obsessed like a lot of tops seemed to be. We’d fooled around a little with fingers, but ass play always felt like a bonus, sprinkles on an already awesome cookie. But I was curious, had been curious but too nervous for years, and now I simply wanted to know what fucking was like.
“Maybe it won’t be my—or our—favorite thing either, but I still want to try. There’s no one else I’d rather have my first time with.”
“Okay.” Cupping my face in his hands, he brushed his lips over mine. “Okay. If it means that much to you.”
“It does.” I gave him another kiss before he twisted away to dig in the nightstand for condoms and lube. Eyes narrowing, he studied the box for the condoms intently.
“Checking the expiration date?” I teased.
“Yep. It’s…been awhile.” Bright-pink splotches bloomed on his face. “And I told you, I play safe. Always.”
“Do we really need them? I showed you my test results post Rick the Jerk, and he never fucked me either, just oral. And if you’ve got the all-clear, then we don’t need to worry as much.” I’d never trusted anyone like I trusted Joe, partly because I knew he’d keep using condoms until the end of time if that was what I wanted. With Joe I could give voice to my deepest fantasies, and it was good and safe on so many levels, not simply physical. “It’s not like we’re fucking anyone else any time soon.”
I looked at him expectantly. We’d been exclusive all summer, something I had zero desire to change.
“We’re not.” He kissed my mouth hard. “This Daddy doesn’t share.”
“Good.” Beaming at him, I wiggled on his lap.
“I mean, I should be nice and tell you that you’re twenty-two and you might want to explore…”
“Only one I want to explore with is you. I mean that. You’re it for me, Joe. Neither of us has a crystal ball for the future, but I want to be with you and only you. Be with me too.”
“I am.” He set the condom box aside. “You’ve got me.”
And then we were kissing again in earnest, Joe more aggressive than usual, his tongue sliding against mine like our mouths too were gearing up to fuck. His hands moved to cradle my ass, pulling the panties tight against my cock before tracing the seams.
“Can’t decide if I want you to take these off or not. Damn. You look sexy in red.”
“You’ve got good taste.” The panty kink got him off as much as me, and each time he gifted me a pair, I felt pampered on some fundamental level, like he both saw and celebrated even the secret parts of myself. “These ones aren’t quite loose enough to move to one side, though.”
“Pity. Add looser ones to the shopping list. Red.”
“Yes, Daddy.” My pulse sped up at the implication that we’d do this more than once. Good. I’d never give up the other things we did together, but I definitely wanted more than one chance to get this act right.
“Good boy,” he praised as I wiggled out of the panties before making him do the same with his boxers.
His skin felt so good against mine that I shivered as I straddled him again. Few things on earth felt as good, as right as being in Joe’s lap, especially like this. Our cocks rubbed together as we kissed, and every place our skin touched was a revelation, smooth, soft, and fuzzy textures all mingling to heighten my senses.
“Oh,” I gasped when his caressing of my ass became more deliberate, blunt fingers teasing my crack, brushing against my rim.
“This okay?” Reaching for the lube, Joe studied me as carefully as he had that condom box.
“Mmm.” I made an eager, nervous noise that wasn’t really an answer. Joe’s eyes hardened, stern Daddy making a welcome appearance. His demands made it easier to go forward. “Sorry. Yes, Daddy.”
“Better.” Holding me close, he teased my rim with slick fingertips. We’d been this far before, and the rubbing was enough to make my breathing speed up, both because it felt good and because I knew what was coming next. Sure enough, he pushed a finger in, and like when I played around on my own, it was a little weird, the feeling of being penetrated, especially when he added a second finger and went deeper.