Page 94 of Serving Bunt

His thumbs dragged a path along the crease where my thighs met my cheeks, spreading me open just enough to make me shiver.

I shut him up with another kiss, walking him backward until his knees hit the bed. When he fell back onto the quilt, he pulled me down with him. Our cocks brushed, and we both groaned at the contact.

I could feel the slight tremor in his touch, the way his breath hitched every time I rocked against him. My tesoro was nervous. I knew he had been with women before, but this was new territory for him, and the fact that he trusted me enough to take this step made something fierce and protective flare in my chest.

I pulled back just enough to rest my forehead against his.

“You still want this?” I asked softly.

“Yes,” he admitted, cheeks flushed. “Is it stupid for me to admit how nervous I am?”

I cupped his cheeks, tilting his face up until those gorgeous hazel eyes met mine. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. You want me to jerk us both off in the shower instead? You got it. Lie back and play pillow prince while I ride you? Giddyap. Or we can do nothing at all. Whatever feels good, tesoro. I’m yours tonight.”

Matty’s eyes softened, the nervousness easing into something more certain. “I want to fuck you. Just . . . be patient with me?”

“Always.” I kissed him again, then grinned against his mouth. “Condoms and lube?”

He nodded to the bedside table, a tinge of pink darkening his cheeks. When he opened the top drawer, a sharp laugh belted out of me.

“Damn, ‘Bama.”

There was a treasure trove of supplies inside—multiple boxes of condoms (in multiple sizes), a sleek, black butt plug, a realistic dildo that made my eyebrows shoot up, and lube.

Lots of lube.

An I-do-all-my-ass-play-shopping-at-Costco supply of lube.

“I should’ve known you would be well prepared,” I teased. “Have you used any of these on yourself?”

“Just the dildo,” he admitted quietly.

Heat flared low in my stomach. The vision of him fucking himself with the toy made my cock throb against his.

“Goddamn, that’s hot,” I murmured against his lips. “One day, I want to fuck you with it. Watch you take it while I suck you off and tell you how amazing you look. Would you let me do that?”

Matty’s breath hitched, but he nodded without hesitation. “Yeah,” he whispered. “Might be tricky with your mouth full, though.”

“I’m very motivated.”

I reached over and grabbed the lube. Matty’s hands were trembling slightly as he took it from me, so I cupped his face and kissed him again, slower this time.

“How do you want me, tesoro?”

His eyes darkened with equal parts need and nerves. “I want to see your face. That way I know what feels good for you.”

His words sent a fresh wave of arousal through me.

“Believe me, you’ll know.” I scooted up the bed until my back rested against the pillows, spreading my legs to make room for him. “Like this?”

“Yeah,” he breathed, crawling between my thighs. “Just like that.”

He lubed up his fingers generously, then looked up at me for silent permission. I nodded, and he pressed one slick finger against my puckered hole, circling gently before pushing inside.

“Fuck, that’s good.”

I hissed at the stretch, then moaned as he curled it just right. My hips rocked down onto his hand, searching for more.

“Add another.”