Page 57 of Choose Me

Jules yanks them the rest of the way off, tossing them aside before tugging at mine. “Let me touch you too.” I pull my shirt over my head as Jules slides out of my lap and onto the mattress, shoving his sweatpants over his hips and kicking them away. I remove my own at a less frantic pace, appreciating his lithe, toned body as he scrambles up the bed to flop onto the pillows.

He’s endearingly eager, and it gets rid of my remaining concerns. This is Jules’ first time with a partner, not his first time ever. Before I crawl into bed with him and get distracted, I pull a bottle of lube and some condoms out of the side table, tossing them onto the bed within easy reach. “We can stop whenever you want.”

“And what if I don’t want to stop?” He holds out his arms and I lean down to kiss his soft lips, kneeling next to him on the bed.

“Then we don’t. But you’re in control. Always.” His pupils expand and his cheeks flush. “Now, what do you want me to do?”

I can practically see his brain overworking, but he takes a breath, and when he smiles, it’s soft and relaxed, and all the tension leaves his body. “Touch me.”

I run the back of my hand down the center of his chest, dragging my fingertips across his abdomen and back up his torso, caressing all the places he loves. His eyes are half-lidded and he arches into my touch. “Good?”

“Mmm. Yeah.”

“Should I keep going?”

He slowly nods. “Yes. Please.”

I settle next to him, leaning on my side, continuing to caress his soft skin. He shivers and spreads his legs, and I can’t pass up the clear invitation. “You’re beautiful, Jules.” I stroke along his inner thigh, carefully watching, making sure the increasing tension in his body is from pleasure and not because he’s getting stuck in his own head. He moans, biting his lip and arching into my touch as I ghost my fingers across his balls and up his hard cock. “What now,elskling?”

Jules searches my eyes like he’s trying to decide if I’m really letting him take charge. “Anything, love. Tell me what you want.”

“What if you don’t like it?”

I stroke him slowly, keeping my touch light. “Then I’ll tell you. Neither of us needs to do anything we don’t like.”

His gaze softens, and he draws his fingertips along the side of my face and through my beard. “Suck me.”

Fuck. The quiet command in his voice isn’t something I expected, and it sets my body on fire. I shuffle down the bed, settling between his legs. “You can let me know what you like in whatever way you want. Grab my hair, press the back of my head, whatever. It doesn’t matter. Okay?” When he nods, I lower my mouth and kiss along his inner thigh, inhaling his delicious scent.

“Oh fuck. You are never allowed to shave. That’s…” I glance up at his face. His eyes are glassy and his lower lip is caught in his teeth, and he looks so fucking gorgeous. “That feels so good.”

I grin against his skin and kiss higher, nuzzling into the crook of his thigh. He moans and slips his fingers into my hair, and when I turn my head and brush my lips over his balls, his grip tightens. “Yeah?”

His eyes are wide, and he nods quickly. “Yeah.”

I mouth at his balls, sucking one and then the other into my mouth, rolling them against my tongue. Jules pulls his legs up and open, groaning loudly, making my cock ache. Fuck, I love the needy, turned-on sounds he makes. I reach down and give myself a few tugs. God, I want him so much. When I glance up, his mouth is hanging open, and he’s gasping for each breath. “Erik.”

Gently releasing him from my mouth, I lick up the side of his cock and feel his entire body quiver. He’s so damned responsive to my touch, and it’s an incredible high. “Ready, love?”

He nods, carding his fingers through my hair. For a moment I close my eyes and enjoy his touch, then lower my mouth onto the head of his cock, cupping one side with my tongue and the other with my lip, slowly engulfing him in warm heat. “Oh… oh fuck yeah” He grabs my hair and gives a gentle thrust. That’s all the encouragement I need. I suck and lick the length of him, swipe my tongue over the head, taking all of him until my nose is pressed against his abdomen, adding a twist of my head when I get to the tip. He writhes beneath me, grabbing my hair and gasping for breath, alternately calling my name and swearing.

I use the distraction to grab the lube and squirt some onto my fingers before lightly brushing them across his hole. Jules moans, pulling his legs higher, and Jesus, he’s splayed out for me like a fucking gift. Slowly, I insert two fingers, pressing forward until my hand is flush with his body.

His groan is guttural, drawn out, and so fucking filthy that for a moment I need to pause and squeeze my own cock so I don’t come. He yanks on my hair, his voice edging toward desperation. “Erik, please.” I take his not-so-subtle hint and stroke my fingers in and out, curling my middle finger, feeling for his prostate. It takes a few tries and then Jules arches off the bed, gasping, eyes blown wide. “Oh, fuck! Yes!” He’s magnificent. His body is coated in a fine sheen of sweat, his hair is wild, and I can taste his pre-cum on my tongue. “Fuck. Erik.”

I pull off, letting him slip from my lips. “Tell me, babe.”

Jules gasps and rides my fingers, thrusting his hips to meet each stroke. “Fuck me. Please. Just fuck me. I need you.”

I slide my fingers from his body and grab for a foil packet, ripping it open with my teeth before rolling it on. Jules’ eyes are fixed on my cock, eager but a little apprehensive. “You still okay with this?”

He nods and takes a breath. “Yeah. I know it’ll be different than with a toy, but I have an idea of what to expect.” He reaches out and strokes his fingers along my cock and my eyes flutter closed. “Though you are a bit bigger than I’m used to.”

I lean over him and kiss him softly. “I’ll go slow. Tell me if you want me to stop at any point.”

“Erik.” Jules lays back, arms thrown carelessly across the pillows, hair spread out around him like a halo, very much like a debauched angel. “Fuck me.”

Jesus. Fucking. Christ. I grab the base of my dick and groan. “You can’t say shit like that to me or I’m gonna come.”

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