Page 48 of Everywhere You Look

“And why not, Luke? I want to make you feel so good, baby.”

“Because, it’s been a really fucking long time for me and I’m pretty sure if you so much as lick my dick one more time, I will come all over your face before you get the tip past your lips.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I smirk, and Luke rolls his eyes. “Baby, it’s been a long time for me, too. I’ll never do anything you don’t want to do, but don’t let your fear of not lasting long enough be the thing that holds you back. We’re in the same boat, and we’ve got all night.”

I scoot up the bed until Luke and I are laying nextto each other and gently grab his chin so that we’re face to face. He looks so soft like this. So warm and pliable, and I can’t decide if I want to snuggle him and kiss his nose or put him on his hands and knees, grab on to his hips and fuck the brains out of him.

“I want you to fuck me, Dean. I want to feel you inside of me so bad. That's all I can think about.”

Hands and knees. I definitely want him on his hands and knees. Wait, no. Maybe I want him to ride me. Or missionary? Missionary would be great because then we can make out while I fuck him.

“Oh god. I’m sorry, that was too much, wasn’t it? I didn’t even ask what your preference is. Are you not a top? Do you even like ass play?” Luke asks. His voice has gone all high and whiny, the way it does when he’s embarrassed. I cup his cheek and press a quick peck to his lips, loving how swollen they are from my kisses.

“Corazón, breathe. I was just caught up in trying to decide how I want you. And for the record, I’m vers. I could go either way, but I would love nothing more than to bury myself inside of you tonight. To be honest, I’ve hardly been able to think about anything except how tight a fit you’d be since this morning.”

Luke squeezes his eyes shut and blows out a long breath, nodding as he does. When he opens his eyes,the timidness is gone and his brown irises are two dark pools of lust.

“Teach me how to say something hot in Spanish. I want to sound as sexy as you do,” he murmurs, leaning forward and nuzzling his cheek against mine. I hum, thinking for a moment.

“Quiero que me cojas,” I say slowly, enunciating each syllable.

“Quiero que me cojas,” Luke repeats even slower. “What does that mean?”

“It means you,” I say, leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose. “Want me to fuck you.”

“Oh fuck, yes. Quiero que me cojas, please.”

I bite back a laugh. We’ll have to work on his pronunciation, but it’s the intent behind his words that matter.

“You’re so fucking adorable. Scoot up and spread your legs, corazón. Let me prep you,” I say as I reach over to Luke’s side of the bed and start to rifle through his nightstand until I find the lube.

“How did you?—”

“Baby, we’ve been sharing a room for weeks. Do you really think I haven’t snooped while you weren’t around? Don’t think I didn’t notice that neon blue dildo you have hidden under your boxer briefs, either. I’d like to formally request a private show with you and that toy one of these nights,” I tease,quirking a brow while I uncap the lid and pour a bit of the cold liquid over two fingers. Luke snorts, then opens his mouth to chastise me, but the words die on his tongue when I slide my hand in his crease and start to slowly massage the lube against his hole.

“Ungh, fuck,” he moans, throwing his head back.

“We’re just getting started, baby.”

I take my fingers away just long enough to get Luke into the position that I want him in. Knees bent, legs spread and feet on the mattress, open and vulnerable and at my mercy. Maneuvering myself between his legs so I can see what I’m doing, I get back to work.

“You’re so pretty here,” I say as I press my finger against him with just a touch of pressure. With my other hand, I dribble more lube over his balls and let it drip down between his cheeks. All the while, Luke murmurs and curses under his breath. When I press my finger inside him, working my way up to the knuckle, he grips the sheets.

“So tight, corazón. You think you're going to be able to take your husband’s cock?” I tease, pulling my finger out and replacing it with two.

“Fuck, yes. Hurry up, please,” he begs, and I tsk.

“You know as well as I do that we can’t rush this part. So lie there like a good little husband and relax while I work you open.”

Luke curses again, throwing his head back when I start to scissor my fingers inside him. His cock has gone half-hard, the poor thing neglected while I attend to his ass. I’ll get him nice and hard again soon, but I don’t want him coming until I’m deep inside of him.

Still, I can’t help but want to steal another taste of him for myself. I wrap my lips around his dick, licking the salty pre-cum from his slit. At the same time, I swipe my fingers against his prostate. Luke’s entire body jackknifes, his hips thrusting up and forcing more of his cock into my mouth. I hum greedily as he moans, his breath growing ragged while his dick grows harder and harder by the second.

“Now, Dean, now. I need you inside me. I need…I need…”

I pop off of his cock while I continue to slowly pump my fingers in and out of him. I want to believe that he wouldn’t ask for my cock if he wasn’t ready for it, but fuck, he still feels so fucking tight.

“Are you sure?”

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