I knew I blushed when he said it. “I like you touching me.” I shrugged.
“I better get back to it then.” He grabbed some pillows and tucked them under my hips, which raised my ass giving him a better angle, for when he was in me. I physically wiggled thinking about it. “What was that?”
I laughed a little. “Thinking about you in me.”
“I have a lot more kissing and licking to do before that happens.” I couldn’t decide if I loved or hated that. Obviously, he was going to do what he wanted, so I might as well relax and enjoy it, or at least relax as much as a person can when someone is using their tongue to torture you.
His mouth on me felt amazing, as he scraped his teeth along my ribs, then bit my stomach in several places. When he sucked a mark on my skin right at my V line a moan escaped me at the pain and pleasure. He pushed my legs open my knees flopped to the side exposing my groin and ass. He made a little moaning noise that made my stomach warm, and my ass flexed. Unable to take my eyes off him, I watched as he kissed my inner thighs, then worked his way toward my aching cock.
“Ouch.” He looked up and smiled after he bit me just above my groin, then licked the length of my shaft, sucking on the taut skin, then bringing only the head into his mouth where his tongue gathered the sticky fluid I leaked for him. “Your mouth is unbelievable. That feels so good.”
His response was to suck, and lick more before he took one of my balls into his mouth, and teased the sensitive skin with his tongue. Everything he did took me deeper into bliss, it was a battle to enjoy the pleasure he gave me and not stop him so I could give him the same he offered me.
He flicked his tongue down my taint and over my hole, then flattened his tongue and licked my entrance.
“Oh, Jesus. Christ.” Over all my years nobody had eaten my ass, and that one lick sent me into a whole other level of pleasure.
“You like that?” He asked like he couldn’t tell from my response.
“I like everything you do. That feels amazing, though.” Suddenly, I was embarrassed because it seemed like I should have experienced all the possible sexual things. “Nobody has ever touched me like that.” I wasn’t sure why I felt I had to tell him, but he made me feel things I had never felt before.
“Oh, really?” His voice held both curiosity and a question.
“I liked it a lot.”
He chuckled. “Let me show you a few more things I know you’ll love.” With that he started to devour my ass like it was cake. He kissed my hole, then used his tongue to relax and soften me. The feeling of his tongue on those delicate, sensitive nerves, my body started to quiver in a way I was unable to stop, and what he was doing felt so good that it made me lightheaded. He kissed, sucked and licked me for a long time, then pushed my thighs back so he had complete access, I was exposed but there was nothing I wanted more than to enjoy the feel of his mouth on me. “You are so responsive to my touch, I can’t wait to be in you.” Honestly, I couldn’t wait either. I hadn’t bottomed much because it wasn’t usually fulfilling, but there was nothing more I wanted now.
Tyler drizzled lube down my crack and then coated his fingers. “I am obsessed with you like this. You look so needy. I want to fill that eager hole.” I hadn’t expected him to talk dirty to me, but I liked it. He ran his finger around the sensitive skin, then slipped a finger inside, easily passing the tight muscle since he had relaxed me. He started to pump his finger, my body accepted it easily, and I immediately wanted to be filled more.
“More.” It was the only thing I could manage to say.
“Greedy.”
He understood my needs, though, and pushed another finger inside, running over my prostate, which lit me up from the inside out. “Holy shit, Tyler. Again.”
“Baby. I love to see you this way. Begging me.” His words made my heart flutter, and I felt fuzzy all over. He already had so much of me, but I’ve never enjoyed intimacy in this way, and we were having fun while we enjoyed each other's bodies, which was new and wonderful.
He hit my prostate several more times, which sent shocks throughout my body. “Can you fuck me now please?” He looked up at me raising his eyebrows, then cocked his head.
“I don’t know.” He stretched me open more, then added a third finger to make sure I was ready for his long thick cock. He was above average, and I was sure he took that into account. “Based on the noises you are making I am not sure you want my cock.”
“Tyler. Please.” I moved my hips chasing after the fullness. “I need you in me.” He had me so wound up, which I loved, but needed more. I needed Tyler. “Please.”
“Good boy, I like how you beg for me.” He pulled his fingers from me, and I missed them instantly. Getting on his knees, he leaned over me, his tongue teased mine, and he moaned softly. I ached for him to be in me, but I could kiss him for days instead. His lips moved along my neck sucked a mark then moved down my chest and bit a nipple. Between my thighs, he positioned himself, his hand stroked his shaft a few times, then he held it tight and slotted himself against my opening. He leaned forward, letting his head slip inside of me. I knew how to welcome him into my body, and he had prepped me so well that I had no worries about pain. “How does that feel, baby?”
The terms of endearment were doing me in. I was connected to him physically, but emotionally too. I wanted to give himeverything, including my body. A tear slipped down my cheek. “I love you, Tyler. Make love to me.”
“Oh, West.” He said in a gasp. “There is nothing I want to do more.” He leaned over me and slid slowly into me. When his balls were tight against me, I took a breath and enjoyed the full feeling of him. We fit together so well, I wanted to say I felt complete, even though that was a crazy thought. I pushed that away and let the feeling wash over me.
“You feel so good.” I managed to say as he leaned in and we kissed, while he started to roll his hips, his cock moved inside me. He was slow and steady, his abs rubbed against my rock-hard shaft, which gave me a little friction that turned the heat inside me into a wildfire—every stroke was exquisite, making me feel things I had never felt before. We moved together, our bodies writhing and searching for that pinnacle. “I’m not going to last long. I need you to come for me, Baby.”
I didn’t need much more encouragement. “Fuck. Tyler. Sweetheart. Yes.” I wrapped my arms tightly around him, and my nails dug into his back as I bit down on the muscle just above his shoulder—that was going to leave a bruise. My orgasm surged through me, as my body trembled with each spasm. The pleasure ran up and down like an electric current as I coated the space between us with my release.
“Oh, West.” He growled then buried his head in my neck while he pulsed inside me, both of us shuddered and moaned for a long time. It was not only the strongest orgasm I had ever had, but it was also the most emotional. Tyler lay carefully on top of me, his face against my neck, his lips teased the skin while we both breathed hard, enjoyed the bliss, and loved each other.
“You are amazing. I love you.” I whispered into his hair and kissed the side of his head. “Thank you. Thank you so much for being with me in that way.”
Tyler raised his head and looked me in the eye. “Thank you for letting me have you that way, it was perfect.” I went to get some wash clothes and used them to clean us both up, then sat on the bed. “You’re still staying right?” He asked.