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His laugh reverberates on my cock, which pulses. Releasing me with a loud pop, he jokes breathlessly and carries on with his ministrations. “I suggest you leave God out of this.” My body’s a live wire about to combust. “I’m not sharing you.”
Lolling my head, I savor the moment. Warmth spreads across my exposed chest that he tormented earlier. My tolerance for orgasm denial has limits with Nino.
Our visit to Uncle Brad triggered something in Nino that I hadn’t anticipated. This official step somehow freed him of some mental restraints while securing the ones he uses on me.
My previous lovers had experience that Nino lacks in some areas, but his insight compensates for it. He approaches BDSM in an uninhibited way that mirrors his approach to life. We delved into consent, pleasure and pain, and aftercare. We experiment as much as humanly possible. We agree on our overlapping desires.
Alex would have disciplined me for that, and I probably would have enjoyed it. But that was then, this is now. Who cares as long as it works for us? Despite some misadventures along the way, I’m grateful that I’ve been taught well and dutifully to share my knowledge with self-proclaimed clueless Nino, who’s a quick study and no stranger to pampering and nurturing. I often wear the visible evidence on my wrists and ankles with pride, the rest of the marks hidden under my clothes. I’m admittedly concerned about the fact that we haven’t had intercourse yet.
“Ohhh, Ash, why do I want…” More greedy licks. “…need… to fuck you…” More sloppy kisses. “…senseless when you’re naked… bound…” More delicious bites. “…and at my mercy?” My boyfriend stammers, his audible sigh a mix of longing, doubt, and wonder. “What does it say about me?” Another sigh follows.
Did he just mention screwing?I gather what’s left of my coherent thought—a true challenge considering how turned on I am—and attempt a joke. “Someone’s getting a kink out of my own!” My teasing turns into a desperate plea as I fidget on the mattress to rein in my overwhelming desire. “What are you waiting for, sir? Do it! We both need it.” I’d never dared to speak my mind so freely with Alex—not in the bedroom, at least—let alone with Silas. It suited me then.
But that was then, this is now.
By the time my brain processes that his fingers have slid out of me and the heat of his body has waned, he starts, “I’ll be right ba—”
My heart skips a beat; he can’t seriously leave me hanging like this, can he?
“Don’t go… sir,” I implore him. My distress is evident. Who cares? It reflects how fucking badly I want him. I clear my throat in an attempt to make sense of it all.
I’m falling so hard for you, Nino Toussaint.
It’s too soon, and yet, we’ve been dancing around each other for too long already. I feel like I’ve known him forever. I want to explore everything with him. Our sexuality. The world. Life. We refine our boundaries on a daily basis. Mister Anti-Commitment doesn’t appear as phobic. Caring. Honest. Horny… and he gets me like none other. As for me, I didn’t expect to jump from one guy to the next. It’s not my style, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Oh God! I’m so fucked… Actually, not quite, but I need to be. ASAP.
“I’m ready.” Feeling his presence close to me, I take a chance and blindly reach for his wrist. “More than ready.” I eventually snatch it, pulling him closer to me; I can’t bear the thought of his absence.
Too bad I can’t look him in the eye.
I’m not sure how upfront I should be. In a way, meeting Alex on a hookup app clarified things. That’s why we worked so well so quickly… but Nino is new to this. Outside of the bedroom, we discuss our tastes extensively and establish common ground. Now that I think about it, this happens in the bedroom too.
Since he’s barged in, we’ve had plenty of amazing orgasms but no actual sex. What is he waiting for?
“I’m a bottom.Yourbottom, Nino.”Okay, super subtle, Ashton!“You know I’ve prepped myself for you, right?”
I’m startled when a soft kiss lands on my swollen lips. “What are you trying to say, babe?”
The new term of endearment wraps itself around my foolish heart. Still, I have to speak my mind. “I’m saying fuck me and be rough. This has been fun, but I… I need to come. I want your fat cock in my ass… like now!” My teeth dig into my lower lip, and the pressure on my overly sensitive skin makes me wince. I ignore the unwelcome pain. “…Sir …Puh-lease,” I whine. My pulse trips over itself. “I can take it.” I breathlessly add, “I mean, you’re bigger than… Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” It earns me a giggle. I’ve probably gone too far with my infamous babbling, fueled by pent-up lust this time.
“Flattery won’t get you anywhere, but thanks.” He deposits another gentle kiss on my sweaty forehead that shoots straight to my throbbing dick.
“I wasn’t trying to—”
“Chill, I’m teasing. I grabbed a condom. I got caught up in my own game. I’ve never been this horny…” He trails off, then kisses my collarbone. I quiver when his fingertips graze the back of my extended forearms. “Your wish is my command. Hard and fast it is… Just don’t get used to it… my greedy bottom.” With that, he pries off my heavy blindfold. “There.”
I blink at the bright light streaming through the large bedroom window. Funny how Nino prefers to keep the lights on and I’m generally blindfolded. Enthralled, I watch his impatient fingers tear the foil packet and roll the condom on. Amused, I watch his long fingers coat his erection with a shit ton of lube, then drizzle more on his digits. Aroused, I watch his coated fingers ease into me again. One. Two. Three. Still restrained, my arms are numb and my legs stiff, but I need more. Hence, I rock against him as he reverently works me open which is at odds with both my demand and his agreement. “Keep your eyes locked on mine. The whole time. When I tease your hole. When I breach your body. When I pound into your soul.”
He fists my ankles with his free hand, lifts my partially bent legs, and leans the back of my thighs against his torso. This new angle stretches me even more, leaving me breathless. I welcome the burn resulting from the swift withdrawal of his fingers, though. Soon enough, he presses the tip of his cock inside me and I hiss. No matter how prepared I thought I was, my hungry body rebels.
“Relax for me, babe.” There’s that word again. I could get used to it! “Let me in.” He straightens his posture. “Let me give you what you need…” His breath is ragged, pushing in a few more inches. “Let me come home.” He surveys my reaction, then drives deeper inside me.
“All of you, sir. You won’t hurt me.” Panting, I lick my lips, catch my breath, and moan. “I’m so worked-up already.”
With one powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt. “You feel so good.”
My heart skips a beat. “Ohhh, fu—” I bite back the curse. The burn knocks the wind out of me. How could I have assumed it wouldn’t? “I’m so full…” I barely have time to adjust before he swiftly pulls out almost completely, stealing my breath yet again. My mind is reeling. My heart is thumping. My body is trembling. He lifts my legs, resting them on his broad shoulder. I see stars with this new angle. “Mmm… I’m afraid I won’t last long.… sir.”
