I ran my fingers through his hair as desire pooled low in my belly. There was something so pure yet so erotic about the moment. Dakota had entered my life like a whirlwind, and though we'd quickly established this nurturing dynamic between us, we hadn't yet crossed that final intimate threshold. But theway he pressed his body against mine proved he knew what he was saying.
I felt his hard dick pressed against my thigh, and my body responded immediately with blood rushing south. "Are you sure?" I needed his complete certainty. I wanted him to be absolutely ready. "There's no rush, sweetheart."
Dakota pressed his face into my neck, suddenly shy despite his boldness a moment earlier. "I’m sure I want you. I want all of you."
My heart pounded against my ribs. "Look at me, baby."
He lifted his face, and I cupped his cheek in my palm. His skin was flushed pink and warm beneath my touch.
I searched his eyes for any sign of hesitation but found only trust and desire.
"I want to make you feel so good." I rubbed his cheek with my thumb. "But you need to promise me something."
"Anything," he whispered.
"You'll tell me if you need to stop, or if anything doesn't feel right. This is about pleasure, not pain. Not discomfort. Do you understand?"
Dakota nodded. "I promise."
I leaned forward and captured his lips with mine. The sweet taste of my own milk lingered on his tongue as I deepened the kiss.
He moaned softly against my mouth, and the sound sent a jolt of desire straight to my cock.
“Let’s get you undressed, sweetheart.”
Dakota bit his lip and nodded. “Help, please.”
I didn’t waste time relieving him of every stitch of clothing, and once he was naked, I took a moment to appreciate the sight of him. His body was trim and toned, not bulky like mine but perfect in every way. I traced a finger down his sternum to his navel and watched with satisfaction as goosebumps erupted across his skin.
"You're beautiful." I looked right into his eyes so he knew I meant it.
His cheeks flushed darker. "Thank you."
When I leaned in to kiss him again, I let my hands wander lower, skimming over his sides and just shy of his gorgeous erection. I couldn't help smiling over the fact that he was already so hard for me.
Dakota squirmed under my gaze, but not from discomfort. I could read the desire in every line of his body and the way his cock twitched when I looked at it.
"Can I...see you too?" His hips flexed a bit like he was air-humping.
I stood up from the bed to remove my own pants. Dakota's eyes widened as I revealed myself to him. I was considerably larger than him, both in length and girth, and I saw a flicker of apprehension cross his features.
"We'll go slow." Rejoining him on the bed, I made the promise I hoped I could keep. "So slow, baby. I'll make sure you're ready for me."
Dakota nodded as trust replaced fear in his eyes. "Do you have...stuff? I bought some things, just in case."
The admission touched me deeply. He'd been planning for this, hoping for it. “Show me."
Dakota reached toward his bedside drawer and pulled it open. Inside were a bottle of lube and a box of condoms.
I set the condoms aside and opened the lube. "Turn over for me, baby boy. Let me get you ready."
Dakota rolled onto his stomach, then pushed up onto his hands and knees, presenting himself to me. The vulnerability of the position and the trust it showed made my chest tight with emotion.
I ran my palm over the curve of his ass and appreciated its firmness and the subtle dimples at the base of his spine. "I'm going to make you feel so good, sweetheart."
I warmed the lube between my fingers before circling his entrance with my index finger. He jumped slightly at the first contact, and I placed my other hand on the small of his back to steady him. "Breathe for me. Nice and deep."
Dakota took a shaky breath, and I felt some of the tension leave his body as I continued to circle his rim, applying gentle pressure without pushing inside yet. I wanted him completely relaxed before we proceeded.
