Page 22 of Their Brazen Countess
His companion continued to impale him with his fingers and, after a few more minutes, added a third. Arthur knew this because Linc had made a point to inform him, not that he was counting. By that point, his hips were bucking to meet each stroke as though seeking more. As his body adjusted, Arthur wanted that sense of stretched fullness back—wanted to feel possessed by Linc. In this moment, he appreciated whatever comfort he could find.
“I think you’re as ready as I can make you.” Linc’s voice was thick and a little rough, as though he had some gravel caught in his throat. He sounded as turned on as Arthur felt, which was only amplifying the experience.
“Yes, please. Fuck me.” Arthur didn’t care that he was begging. He knew there was something lacking about just having Linc’s thick fingers buried inside him. He wanted more. No, he needed more.
After a bit of shifting on the bed, he felt something prod against his hole.
“When I push in, you push out. It will help you take me,” Linc said gruffly, before he was doing as he’d promised.
Arthur’s body tensed as Linc pressed inside of him. It fucking hurt. God, it burned.
“Push out,” Linc said again in a low murmur.
Focusing on the timbre of his voice, Arthur managed to relax his body as he tried to push against the intrusion—and suddenly Linc was inside him. His sphincter felt stretched to the limit, and he thought for a moment he wouldn’t be able to actually do it, but Linc was in.
“Now I’m going to push deeper. Work—work my way in.” Linc’s voice sounded strained, as though he was struggling for control.
“Deeper?” Arthur was having a hard time following. Wasn’t he already in?
“Just the head of my cock is in you. I need to slide deeper,” Linc growled. “Want to feel you wrapped around my massive cock.”
As he spoke those dirty words, Arthur’s body screamed,yes! even as his head shouted,no more! With the two parts of him at odds, he barely noticed as Linc started pushing deeper.
It wasn’t until his body took over that he realized the man was half buried inside of him. “Oh shit, Linc.”
“Fuck yes, you feel so good. I knew you would.” Linc’s voice sounded stiff now. Was he as close to the edge as Arthur was? “Just—just a bit more.”
Arthur could feel him deep inside, could feel every inch of Linc’s cock as it filled him up in a way he’d wanted for so long. Suddenly he could feel Linc’s hips pressed to his arse, their flesh meshed together.
He was full of Linc.
“I’ll hold still a minute so you can adjust. Tell me when I can move.” His lover sounded like he spoke through gritted teeth.
Arthur’s head spun, but he knew he wanted to feel Linc move now, not later, as he leaned on his elbows and tried not to blow. “I’m ready. Fuck me.”
Linc sighed gustily, as though relieved Arthur demanded he move. He took hold of Arthur’s hips and pulled back. The slide out was strange, like they’d lost some connection but before long Linc was sliding back in.
Arthur moaned as the first tingle of pleasure rippled through him.Fuck yes. He wanted more of that. “More, Linc.”
Linc maintained his steady pace. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Arthur groaned and sucked in a breath as he pushed back into the next slow, steady thrust. “Please! I need more.”
Linc picked up the pace, sliding in and out of his body, his balls slapping against his man with a constant rhythm that had Arthur pushing back into each thrust. His cock seemed to sink deeper each time and just as he bottomed out, Arthur felt him stroke over a spot inside him that grew from a tingle to a steady thrum of pleasure.
Soon they were fucking hard and a little wild as they got lost in the moment. Linc reached down and stroked Arthur’s cock, causing the sparks shooting through his body to multiply.
“Fuck, Linc. I’m—I’m going to come.”
“Do it. Come for me, Arthur.” Link continued to stroke him as he shuttled in and out of his arse, still hitting that spot deep inside.
“Fuck!” Arthur cried out as pleasure unlike anything he’d ever experienced cascaded through his body, causing his limbs to shake and his toes to curl. His cum shot out on the bedclothes and all over Linc’s hand as he continued to work his now softening cock.
And yet still Linc resumed sliding in and out of his arse as he let go of Arthur’s softening cock. Looking back over his shoulder, wanting to watch him come, Arthur gasped as he watched Linc lick his load off his fingers and hand.
Not missing a beat, his lover continued to pump into his arse for one, two more strokes. “Bloody hell! Yes!”
Arthur felt his cock stir as he ran the image of Linc licking his cum off his hand before coming inside him through his mind. He’d have that image to pleasure himself to for years to come.
