Fuck me, but he was tight. Nothing like I’d felt before and my dick wanted in.
Lifting my mouth off his dick, I watched as I pushed in further, searching for the nub I knew would be there, and that would— “Hell,” Lucas cried, as soon as I touched his prostate. He dug his feet into the bed and ground down on my finger, but I was already pulling it back out and gliding it on the outer edge again. He whimpered, wanting more, but he would have to be patient. I didn’t want to hurt him.
“Wade,” he pleaded.
“I’ve got you,” I answered, and pushed my finger back in with another. He gasped, arching back. When I ran over the right area again, he moaned loud and long.
“Wade, honey, please,” he begged.
Jesus Christ, he was making my own patience run low. Sweat beaded over my brow. I wiped it with the back of my free arm before sliding it under his ass and taking a handful. Leaning in, I kissed Lucas’s thigh and nipped at his skin.
“Please, Wade, please, want you.”
Fucking hell.
“Where do you want me, babe?” I growled as I scissored my fingers, stretching him enough for me, at least I hoped, but I doubted because he was damn tight.
“Inside me,” he said, lifting his head to look down at me between his legs. He licked his lips and panted out his breaths. “Please.”
“Babe, maybe we should just keep doin’ this. You’re tight. I don’t wanna hurt you.”
He shook his head and clenched his jaw when my finger ran over the right area inside of him.
“No, can’t wait, won’t wait. Wade, need you.”
Fuck me, how was I supposed to resist that? I couldn’t, not when he was so needy for my dick. For me.
Withdrawing my fingers, I got to my knees, and Lucas watched with hooded eyes as I grabbed the condom, ripped it open, and rolled it on. When Lucas started running his hand up and down his stomach and chest, I ground my teeth together and tugged my balls back down. I grabbed the lube and slathered it over my hard-on. Lucas’s hand dipped, and he slid his palm up and down his dick. I quickly slapped it away.
“If you do that, I won’t fuckin’ last. I’m already on edge from watchin’ you just take my fingers.”
His smile was sweet. “Then you better hurry before I lose it myself from knowing you’re here, mine, and how you’re about to be inside me.”
I closed my eyes and tugged my balls once again. Opening my eyes, I glared down at him. “No talkin’.”
His eyes brightened as he laughed. “Okay,” he whispered, amusement in his eyes.
“Lucas,” I warned as I applied more lube to and around his hole. Of course, I couldn’t resist slipping a finger in and watching him gasp, arch, and close his eyes. When I took it out, he opened his lids and glared.
“Come here, Wade,” he ordered.
It was fucking cute.
I pressed my hands onto the bed and leaned forward, dipping low so I could kiss him. He wrapped me up and gave back as good as he got. I glided my lips down to his ear and sucked on his lobe. My Lucas was back to breathing hard.
“Lift your legs up, babe. Onto my shoulders.”
Gone were the actions of shyness. He lifted them and bared his hole to me, ready for fucking. Reaching between us, I lined up my cock to his hole and slowly pushed forward.
“Wade,” he said softly.
“Tell me if it’s too much. Tell me if you hurt, babe.”
He nodded, reaching up to cup my cheeks. “I’ll let you know.”
“Good,” I grunted and pushed in a little more.
I locked my jaw tight and closed my eyes. His tightness surrounded me so fucking snugly it wasn’t funny because already, I was on the verge of losing my load.
His hands gripped my forearms, and I opened my eyes to see him flinch. I started to pull out, but his hands moved to my hips, and he said, “No, just wait a moment.” I shook my head. “Please. I need to adjust, and then it’ll be good. I’ll be good.”
Christ, I hated the fact he was uncomfortable, but I’d said it to myself before, and I’d say it again, I’d give him anything he asked for… within reason.
I waited. My body tensed, and I wanted to push all the way in to feel him wrapped around me, but I wouldn’t do that. More sweat pooled over my brow and lower back. The tip of my cock was singing its praise at the tight heat. It didn’t want out. It wanted to blow into the hole, but I thought of everything else to keep the lid on it.
“All right,” Lucas said. His grip on my hips hardened, and he pulled me forward, my dick sliding in more.
Fucking hell. Fucking motherfucking hell. He was perfect. He felt amazing.
“Christ, babe, you feel so damn good,” I told him just as the last inch of my dick entered, and Lucas moaned. I pulled back out slowly and then in.
“Wade, God, it… it’s amazing,” he muttered. “More.”
I withdrew from the warmth and how his body caressed mine, and then thrust back in, which caused Lucas to cry out and arch. I stilled, in case I hurt him.
“More,” he demanded, opening his eyes and reaching up for me. He tugged me down, his legs dropping from my shoulders and sliding around my waist. His arms wound around my back and shoulders. With his chin tipped back, he pecked at my lips. “Fuck me, Wade,” he whispered.
I groaned, slid my hands under his ass, and held on as I drew out and thrust back in. “Fuck,” I clipped. “So good. Jesus, too good.”
“Faster, please.”
As soon as those words left Lucas’s mouth, I did as asked and pumped in and out of him in a
