Page 42 of Wreck Me

I wakeup for the first time in my life with a warm body splayed across mine. It’s a bit disorientating as my body slowly wakes from the best sleep of my life. My eyes squint as I open them, looking up at the white ceiling. Finn’s leg is thrown over my hip, my dick laying hard against his thigh, his arm banded over my chest, head resting on my pectoral. The top of his hair is in my face, and I can’t help but take a deep inhale, his calming leather and woodsy scent filling my lungs.

Hell. When was the last time I felt so relaxed? Lifting my arm around him, I lean into the moment, rubbing my fingertips up and down his spine. It’s a comforting caress, both for him and me. Everything changed yesterday, and I’m refusing to give it any thought right now. I don’t want to dissect it. Finn said to lean into it, and that’s what I’m going to do for now. Fuck everything else pressing down on me, I just want to be right here right now, enjoying the incredible feeling this man brings me.

Finn doesn’t stir, even though my heart is pounding behind my rib cage, right under his ear. Instead, I slowly doze back off to sleep, nothing in the world rushing me to get up right now.

Sometime later, wet warmth surrounds my cock, pulling me from a deep, restful sleep. The suction is tight, filthy slurping noises reaching my ears. My eyes crack open, looking down my body to find Finn laying between my legs, his mouth sucking my dick down like a champ. My hands reach for him instinctively, threading through the dark strands of his mussed hair, my hips taking over, thrusting into his greedy mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so good, Finn. Damn, I love your mouth.”

I hold his head in my hands, enjoying the warm suction he makes when his cheeks hollow out around me. It feels so damn good to wake up like this—something I’ve never experienced before. My body slowly trying to wake from sleep while blood rushes to my dick, my head foggy, but chasing an orgasm I’m not ready for.

Finn pops off, pushing my thighs and repositioning me the way he wants them.

“Pull your legs up for me, feet flat on the bed, spread ’em, lover.”

I do as he says, my breath hitching as he sticks two fingers into his mouth, soaking them with his spit. He must see the panic on my face because his expression softens, that sultry, lust-filled gaze of his pulling back and instead giving me the comfort I’m clearly in need of.

“Will you trust me? I want to make you feel good, that’s it. But, if you don’t like anything I’m doing, just say stop and I will, no questions asked. There are plenty of ways for me to worship you, Carter, and it’s not a hardship to figure out what you like and what you don’t like.”

It was exactly the kind of thing I needed to hear to let go of any reservations I’ve been holding onto. Last night, touching his cock for the first time about did me in. I’ve felt so guilty for not giving back to him what he’s given to me but to touch his dick was admitting what this was. What I am. Asconfused as I am about it. But, at the end of the day, I couldn’t hold back. I wanted to. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me. I couldn’t continue to deny either one of us that.

I give him a nod of agreement, my lips turning up in a slow smile. “Show me what you got, Nash. I trust you.”

His fingers move back to his mouth, soaking them with spit before he grabs my cock with his other hand, feeding it between his lips and sucking me down. He plays with me languidly, taking his time to suck on me, pleasure rolling through me in waves. And then his fingers are sliding over my taint, rubbing circles around my asshole. It feels foreign but his mouth is doing amazing things on my dick and my head’s focus is split. All I know is that I don't want it to stop.

“How are you doing?”

I pant out my reply. “Don’t stop.”

Finn chuckles and returns to my throbbing dick, his fingers pressing more firmly against my hole.

“You’re being such a good boy for me, I love you like this. I’m going to press in, okay? If you don’t like it, just tell me to stop, and I will, but try to relax and enjoy it if you can.”

“I want it, Finn. Let me feel it.”

His wet finger breaches my tight hole, and I clench around him instinctively, but the sensation isn’t bad, and he slowly starts to press further inside.

“Relax and let me in, lover. I’m gonna take such good care of you.”

I do as he says, allowing my body to relax, letting go to him. His mouth returns to my dick, lapping at the precum leaking from my tip before sucking on the head, his talented tongue making me go crazy. His finger starts to move inside me, and fuck it feels damn good. There’s a tightness, a slight burn, and the sensation is odd at first, like it shouldn’t be there,but I’m relaxed, and that’s helping. But I’m so turned on, I want more of it.

“Need more, Finn . . .”

“Fuck, yes. Give me a second, babe. We gotta do this slow so I don’t hurt you.”

I move Finn’s head back down, but instead of taking my cock into his perfect mouth, he licks down my shaft, sucking on my balls and then going lower.

“Ohh, fuck, yesss,” I moan as my hips gyrate against his face. He laps at my sack, sucking each side into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. I’m suddenly so damn glad that I keep everything trimmed damn near bare down there as I spread my legs wider for him, totally lost to everything he’s doing for me right now. Spit trickles down my taint, his fingers there to gather it up, and then there’s firm pressure again as Finn adds a second finger to my ass. The burn is hotter this time as he stretches me, and I have to actively remind myself to relax.

“You’re taking me so damn well. Fuck, if you could see what you look like right now. Legs spread wide, cock leaking, my fingers disappearing in your tight ass. You’re a dream, Carter. A fucking dream.”

Finn’s praise washes over me as I relax into it. His fingers start to move, and I know exactly what he’s looking for. My dick disappears into his mouth, swallowing me all the way back at the same time his fingers rub over a spot inside me that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Stars dance behind my eyelids as pleasure builds like I’ve never felt before. My hips buck wildly and wanton.

“Oh fuck uhng-gah-aah fuuuuck.”

“There it is.”

I come. Instantly. Filling his mouth without warning but I don’t have time to feel like an asshole for it. He sucks hard,forcing my balls to empty into his throat. My moans are loud and unrestrained as the best orgasm of my life wrecks my body in the best way possible. Finn sucks me through it, continuing to rub that sweet spot inside me. I can’t believe I’ve never let anyone do that to me before, not that anyone has tried. Just as I’m about to squirm away from him, he pops off, using his thumb to swipe at the cum leaking from the corner of his bruised lips while he slips his fingers from me.

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