Page 17 of His Noble Savior

No coming back from this. Richard had seen. What was he thinking? Was he disappointed that Lilian couldn’t control himself? Was he disgusted?

Lilian’s hole had a mind of its own and squeezed Richard. Fuck.

A contraction boomed through him. The spot where Richard lay against his innermost being seized in ecstasy. A soft moan rolled off his tongue faster than he could swallow it.

“Lilian,” Richard said, a bead of sweat forming on his brow. Where he’d rolled up his sleeve, the muscles of his lower arms shook with his effort to keep still, making his fingertip vibrate against Lilian’s core. “You might come if I don’t pull out.”

Lilian’s hole rapturously constricted. It felt incredible. Lilian covered his face with his hand, the heat in his cheeks brushing his fingertips. Why was he putting Richard through this? “I’m so sorry. I…” His insides clamped down on Richard, pulling a filthy, low sound from him. He fisted the sheets.

“You still want me to stay?” Richard asked, his voice gentler than ever.

Confusion settled over Lilian. His gland tingled with need.

“I’ll do whatever you want,” Richard said. “I won’t abandon you. Whatever you need, I’ll give it to you.”

Traitorous hope sparked in Lilian. Richard was a good person. The best person Lilian knew.

“I won’t think less of you for what you need.”

Lilian pushed his hand into his hair. He didn’t dare look at Richard. “It’s been months since I’ve come.”

“Take what you need from me. It’s all right. I’m here to help you heal, and I’d do anything for you. Anything. Just say theword, and I’ll give you what you ask for.”

Lilian’s cock thickened, growing impossibly harder. “So good.”

“Look at me,” Richard coaxed, and Lilian couldn’t help obeying. He lifted his eyes to Richard’s green gaze. “Needing to come is normal. You’re reclaiming your sexuality. If you want to come, that’s a good sign. You have my permission to use me for your healing. If this makes you feel good, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Lilian clenched. “Fuck.”

“You want me to talk you through it?”

“Please.”

Richard’s finger lying on his prostate made thinking straight impossible, but if his velvety voice guided him, Lilian wouldn’t lose himself.

“I’m honored that you trust me enough to walk this path with you,” Richard said. “I want to be there for you. You’re hot and tight around my finger, and there’s so much tension inside you that needs to be released. I feel the smallest move of your inner muscles.”

Lava flushed Lilian. Richard almost sounded like he derived pleasure from this. That was impossible, but Lilian was thankful for the illusion. His insides tensed and relaxed.

“Your prostate is sensitive, isn’t it?” Richard asked.

“So much.”

“I’m going to be gentle with it. I won’t stroke and pound it. Not unless you ask me to. I’m just going to stay right where I am, granting you the smallest bit of pressure. Your inner walls keep clutching me. I bet that little touch will be enough to make you come. Just my fingertip on your prostate. You decide if and when it’s going to happen. Until then, I’m going to stay here, allowing your body to take what you need.” Richard paused. “Doyou want to come?”

“Y-Yes.” Lilian had to be bright red.

“There’s no shame in it. Remember that I offered. It’s been a long time since you’ve climaxed, but you know how good it feels. Your insides are fluttering against me, telling me you want to feel like that again. You’re tightening. Getting closer. Jumping off the cliff is scary, but your body will reward you if you do.”

Lilian’s hole contracted. “Richard.” The coiling lust in his core mounted. He had someone inside of him, someone he wanted there, touching his most special place. It brought waves of lust onto him. They built and crested, making him constrict. That wonderful finger pad was kissing his love spot, and Lilian didn’t know up from down.

“You’re safe with me. I’ll protect you. Nobody is going to hurt you. You can let go whenever you feel like it. All I want is for you to feel good.”

Lilian’s heart pounded. His cock throbbed and ached. He was tempted to wrap a hand around his erection and bring himself to climax with quick pumps but decided against it. Seeing that might prove too much for Richard. Lilian could come through his prostate alone, letting the pressure on his insides escalate until they couldn’t help themselves but erupt into furious convulsions.

Richard’s careful touch was getting him there frighteningly fast. Lilian peered up at him. Richard’s pupils were blown, and then his pink, wet tongue darted out, licking his lips.

Lilian exploded. “Richard!” His prostate seized under Richard’s touch. “Yes!” A flurry of convulsions possessed his hole, making him clench and unclench. High-pitched, happy shouts poured out of him, giving voice to his pleasure as his cock shot ropes of cum onto his torso, drenching him with his seed.

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