Page 99 of Old Habits
My jaw drops but I keep his tip nestled between my lips, refusing to stop pleasing him as he pleases me. He strokes my insides, putting firm pressure along the inner wall and I can’t stop my thighs from twisting around his wrist.
I tighten on his fingers and suck harder, feeling my blood and desire boiling at both ends. If I could scream, I would, but I can only moan on his shaft. His own body reacts, his chest heaving and his hips bucking.
He pulls his finger out of me and I breathe a hard sigh of blissful frustration as he moves downward to use his mouth on me instead. I spread my legs wider and we both shift onto our sides as a unit to continue pleasing each other. I feel his lips clamp down around my sensitive clit and I pull his cock free to keep from hurting him as I thrash from the intense pleasure radiating my teeth.
Will sticks his finger back inside me as he laps and sucks my folds, sending tremors through my bones. I grip his hardness to stroke him but I can barely concentrate with his face dominating me like this.
He withdraws his dripping digit and slides it along my tight anus. I stiffen again but he lays his other hand on my hip to relax me as he teases my hidden nerves.
I give up, releasing his cock and he shifts closer to gain a better view of my backside.
“Turn over,” he whispers.
I obey weakly, succumbing to the perfect pleasure still trembling my knee caps. I turn onto my belly, fighting against my own strength to balance on my knees beneath me.
Will keeps a finger pressed against my entrance with one hand and reaches for the bottle of lubricant with the other.
“I’ll go slow,” he says.
I nod, unable to speak.
He leans over me to kiss my neck from behind. I crane around to meet his lips and he smiles as I quiver against him. His cock slips between my legs, tempting him but he doesn’t take me. He bites at me as he kisses down my back. I laugh at the tickles along my spine. He nips my cheek and I flinch but the pain vanishes as his tongue touches my wide-open crack.
I squeeze the pillow beneath me with both hands as this new pleasure overwhelms me. Will was wrong to think that he’d never been my first anything. I could go on all night about all the firsts he gave me. My first multiple orgasms. My first public fuck.
My first love and first regret.
He palms a bit of lube and gently massages it against me. “Jovie…”
I twist my head around. “Yeah?”
He crawls back over me, keeping the pressure on my entrance as he kisses me softly. “I want you to talk to me. Tell me what feels good.”
I nod and he crushes his mouth on me again.
“Do you like this?” he asks.
He traces circles on my sphincter and I bite my lip.
“Yes,” I answer.
His slick fingertip presses harder and he works it inside, stretching me out as I squirm in his hands.
“Keep going,” I say, holding my breath.
Will kisses me harder as his finger invades me an inch. I loosen, trying not to grow tense for him but his lips do well to distract me. He works me slowly, taking his time and refusing me more without my direct request for it.
He moves back again to use his other hand, placing it right against my burning clit. The moment he touches me I moan, the intoxicating blend of sensations riddling me from the inside out.
“Come and I’ll give you more,” he says.
I hear the smirk in his voice and I laugh. “Almost there…”
He leans over to tease my back again, continuing to take me with his fingers. Slow and steady, I feel everything as it flows from my loins to my head to my heart. I want to come for him so badly but I don’t want this to end either.
My body betrays my will, breaking down and forcing me to come on his hands. He releases me from his grasp, letting me finish in peace but I hear him picking up the lube again beneath my piercing moans.
I turn my head and watch as he strokes a thick layer of it from his tip down to the base of his cock.