Page 42 of Imperfect Cadence


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The sensation of warm hands cupping my cheeks and spreading them startled me. How someone as giant as Gray could move so silently still baffled me. Gray moved in closer and released a breath of warm air right over my hole, and I almost came from that alone.

“Nugh,” I whined. “Please Gray.” I didn’t even know what I was begging for right now. Did I want him to draw out my pleasure in every way possible or did I want him to shove his cock in me right this second and let me cum? Decisions, decisions.

“You’ll take what I give you, Princess, and you’ll love it,” he commanded, adding a playful swat to my cheek for emphasis.

With that, he swiped his tongue in a line from my balls up to my taint before settling on my pucker. The sensation felt foreign, forbidden and sort of ticklish, but I didn’t hate it. Another moan fell from my open mouth, which was all the encouragement Gray needed. He leveraged his grip on my hips to haul me closer until my ass sat flush with his face. I briefly wondered if he could even breathe, but then he went to town on my rim and all rational thought left the building. All my focus had been redirected to the feeling of Gray French kissing my hole. It was a dance of lips, tongue and spit that lulled me into a dazed submission. Before long, I felt my muscles relaxing and Gray took the opportunity to spear his tongue inside me.

“Holy fucking shit!” I groaned. Gray had played with my ass before, but having his silky tongue touch me there almost felt like more than I could handle and for a second I felt a flash of panic. The knowledge that this was Gray, the love of my life, only heightened the overwhelming feelings surging through my body.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well. I love hearing you. Don’t hold back,” Gray encouraged, his voice a gentle melody in the heated moment. His hand came to rest on the dimples at the base of my spine that he was mildly obsessed with, rubbing small soothing circles over my flushed skin. He must have felt my trembling and wanted to reassure me of who I was trusting my body with.

It’s just Gray, it’s just Gray, it’s just Gray.

When I didn’t react, Gray released me and crawled around on the mattress to meet my eyes, his own gaze intense. “We don’t have to do this, Colt. We can always do something else you already know you enjoy. I told you, I’ll gladly suck your cock for the rest of my life and thank you for the privilege if that’s what you want.” He flashed me a quick grin, his eyes softening with sincerity. “I don’t want you to force yourself beyond your comfort zone because you think it's what I need. Because truthfully, all I need is you,” he confessed.

“I promise this is what I want. I’ve never been this certain of anything. But, giving up control…it’s a challenge,” I admitted softly.

“Then let’s try this differently. I’m going to hand you the lube, and then I’m going to talk you through how to prep yourself. I’ll guide you with my words, but you’ll have complete control over your body. Then when you’re ready, I’m going to lie back and you’re going to sink down on me. You can control the pace as fast or as slow as you like. Does that work for you?” Gray asked, searching my face for any sign of hesitation.

I nodded, feeling so immensely grateful to have found such an understanding partner in Gray. “Perfect.”

Gray motioned for me to extend my hand, reaching for a bottle of lube stashed beneath the heap of pillows. With practiced ease, he drizzled a liberal amount of liquid onto my waiting fingers. The initial chill of the gel quickly dissipated as I worked it between my fingertips, preparing for what was to come.

“Good, now I want you to take a finger and circle your hole slowly. Just one finger. I want you to tease yourself and imagine it’s my finger, the same one you love when it brushes your prostate just right.”

My intention to follow Gray’s instructions dissolved in the wake of his filthy mouth, prompting me to plunge my index finger deeper than intended, all the way up to the knuckle. I relished the faint burn that followed the stretch, a combination of pain and pleasure coursing through my veins and igniting a primal response.

Gray chuckled huskily, his breath hot against my ear. “That’s my feisty rebel. No one tells you what to do, do they, baby?”

I managed to pant out a response, my voice laced with need.“Only if it’s also what I want to do.”

“Hmm, well in that case. Maybe my Princess would like to reach up a little higher and crook his finger a little? I promise it will be worth your while,” he smirked as he reclined against the headboard, his gaze fixed on the performance taking place before him.

His fist gripped his thick shaft and moved slowly with relaxed strokes.

Having already acquainted myself with my prostate, it didn't take me long to find it. My gasp clued in Gray though, and if the pulse of precum that dripped from his slit was any indication, he reveled in the sight before him. And truth be told, so did I.

“That’s it, baby. Feels good, huh? I’ll bet it feels even better with two fingers.”

And he was right. A second finger only increased the riot of pleasure radiating out of my ass, sending tingles firing up my spine. Two fingers soon became three and before I knew it, I was perched on my knees in front of Gray and riding my hand for all it was worth. It felt unlike anything I’d ever experienced and how I hadn’t already blown my load was a mystery to me.

“Do you feel ready for the real thing now, baby?” Gray’s voice softened, devoid of the earlier intensity. He needed to know I was one hundred and ten percent sure about this.

With all the conviction I could muster, I replied, “Yes, I’m ready.”

My own actions had distracted me from the fact that Gray had already prepped himself, his impressively long and slightly curved shaft glistening with extra lube. We’d both been tested weeks ago in anticipation of this moment. I’d known when the time finally came that I would want to feel every part of Gray inside of me, without any barriers standing between us.

I slowly crawled into Gray’s lap and positioned myself over his dick, notching it against my entrance. Taking in one last breath, I moved to slowly sit down onto the velvety hardness, only to be met with resistance.

“Relax for me, baby. Take all the time you need,” Gray murmured against my lips before claiming them once more. Our tongues danced, teeth occasionally clashing in a duel for dominance. With each embrace, I poured my heart and soul into the kiss, desperate to convey the depth of my feelings. Eventually, I relaxed enough that the thick head of Gray’s cock breached my tight ring of muscles. I stilled immediately and hissed through my teeth, doing my best to breathe through the stinging intrusion.

Gray’s soft moan, barely stifled, reverberated through me, a confirmation of his pleasure that was exactly what I needed to push through the pain. Witnessing his clenched jaw and the way he restrained himself for my sake, banished the remnants of my fears and the tears that had threatened to fall.

Finally he had me in every conceivable way, and still he continued to put me first.

Gray really did love me.

Leaning in, Gray pressed his forehead against mine, our eyes locking in a silent exchange of understanding. He gently took both of my hands in his, interlacing our fingers as I slowly sank down until my hips sat flush against his.

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