Series: Fever Falls Series by Riley Hart
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing, the way I’d needed to so I could take that dildo deeper. It helped me relax faster. But another slight movement forward and I felt my entire body tense up, my muscles stiffen. I waited, anticipating pain or discomfort, but Dax halted his movement and…nothing.
“Still good?” he asked.
“Yeah, I think I was just getting a little nervous.”
He leaned down, resting his elbows on either side of me and propping himself up to look into my eyes. “It’s okay to be nervous, Jace. Just tell me if you want to stop.”
“No way in fucking hell do I want you to stop,” I said, but I appreciated his being so understanding for my first time.
He ran his thumb along my jaw, offering another kiss.
I slid my hand along his side, down his back to his ass and gripped it, pulling as I was ready to take even more of him, and he went with it so easily.
It was impossible not to feel his thick shaft push past my prostate. The energy emanating in my solar plexus was like a lightning storm surging through my body, making my hips quake in eager anticipation for more, which Dax provided as he continued sliding in.
“Ah, ah, ah,” escaped my lips as I pulled away from our lip-lock, but surely he could tell by the way I clung to his ass, urging him deeper, that I wanted more. I fucking needed his cock inside me.
He gripped my nape and gazed at me, and I felt as though I was losing control to the pleasure overtaking me.
“You look so beautiful taking my cock,” Dax said, which made me chuckle for a moment before I felt compelled to rear my head back and call out my enthusiasm, how good it felt with him working up in me.
Jesus, it hadn’t been that good even with the dildo, and it felt so much better having him inside me, triggering all those pleasurable sensations that roared through me, bringing me to fucking life. Assuring me of all I’d been missing out on by not exploring this other side of myself.
His fingers slid along the back of my head as he kissed down to my nipple, running his tongue around it, teasing at it in a way that stirred a similar eruption of passion within me, mixing with all that he’d already worked up from the way his cock was up against my prostate.
My balls grew heavy, the pressure building up within me until I was in a heightened state of arousal, all my nerves on edge. I wondered how much more pleasure my body could endure when Dax offered a thrust that had me rolling my head back as I climbed even higher, calling out his name because I couldn’t fucking help myself.
He continued flicking his tongue around my nipple, and as I arched my back, he slid his hand around to the small of my back as he thrust.
I’d had fun with the dildo I’d played around with, but it couldn’t compare with how Dax was able to get me going with the way he moved his body. I clung to his ass cheek, encouraging him through every push.
He stopped working my nipple with his tongue and asked, “How does it feel?”
He must’ve known because I wasn’t trying to hide my enthusiasm or how easily he had me bending to his will.
I had to take a breath to respond. “Pretty fucking incredible.”
“So you like bottoming for me?” He thrust as he asked, sending those same sensations racing through me once again.
I gasped. “Fuck yeah,” I couldn’t help but answer.
He sped up his pace, and I absorbed each push with enthusiasm. Soon I found myself clenching my cheeks, trying to milk that cock the way Ash and Beau had encouraged me to.
“Holy fuck,” he said.
“Weren’t expecting that, were you?” I said, feeling like I had the upper hand all of a sudden. “I’m gonna get on my knees.”
He pulled out and let me change position. When my hands pressed against the mattress and my ass pushed out to him, he slid back into me. It was much easier since he’d worked his way in, and I eagerly received his cock. Now as he pushed, I found my own rhythm, matching his moves, pushing back as we worked together, my efforts aiding his movements against my prostate, making me climb in the best sort of ways.
“Come on, you can fuck me better than that,” I goaded, and Dax gripped my shoulder, giving it to me good.
I leaned back and reached behind me, gripping his head and pulling him close as I turned and kissed him, enjoying every pulsating sensation shooting through my body, making me tremble with enthusiasm.
“I’m about to come,” Dax warned.
I sneered with a sort of cruel awareness that I was responsible for how hard he was inside me.