Page 38 of A Gift of Time
When I brushed a finger across his entrance, he shuddered. I moved from his dick to his ass, kissing his hole before lapping at it.
“I’ve never had this done before,” he said on a gasp before breaking off into a moan as my hand found his dick and gave him a slow pull.
His words satisfied that somewhat jealous streak in me. In our old life, I had been the first one to rim him, too, and he’d fucking loved it.
“Just wait,” I said, looking up at him.
“For what—ah!”
I’d thrust my tongue inside him, fucking him with it. My hand worked his dick as my mouth worked his ass. But I knew that wouldn’t be enough to fully open him, so I spit on his hole and used my other hand to slip a finger inside. One turned to two, and once he started quivering, I stopped, not wanting him to come yet.
“Come here,” he said, breathless.
Obeying him, I moved up his body and captured his lips.
When I started grinding on him, sliding my dick against his, he tore his mouth from mine and said in a sexy, raspy voice, “Please tell me you have condoms.”
I was about to answer, when I hesitated, not sure if I did. When I’d woken up there after the wish, I’d been in bed with Logan… so they must be in there somewhere.
“Be right back.” I nuzzled my head to his before getting off the couch and jogging into my bedroom.
Opening the drawer beside my bed, I saw a brand new box of condoms, plus one that had over half missing, and several bottles of lube.
What the fuck?
I must’ve been a major playboy in this life… and I didn’t like it. The only man that mattered was the one currently on my couch, naked and needy.
After grabbing a condom and the bottle of lube, I went back in there. Caden was lying on his back, staring at me with a sly grin, as he stroked his hard cock.
I nearly dropped the lube. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. He wasn’t normally so confident with sex.
I reclaimed my spot on top of him, kissing his lips, neck, and collarbone.
He moaned and gripped my back, exposing his throat. I placed a soft kiss to the side of his neck before grazing my teeth along his sensitive skin. When I gently bit down, he gasped and clung onto me tighter.
“Jack,” he said, panting, becoming restless beneath me. “I need you.”
Every part of me wanted to oblige… well,almostevery part. My brain halted my advances.
Caden had just gotten out of a relationship and was emotionally fragile. And he’d never been the type of guy to randomly hookup. He was kind of demisexual; meaning, he didn’t experience sexual attraction unless he felt close to the person. One night stands and hookups weren’t his thing.
“Caden… are you sure this is okay?” I asked, caressing his cheek with my thumb as I looked down at him. “If not, we don’t have to—”
“Jack?” he interrupted. “What I want is for you to fuck me like I’ve never been fucked. Can you do that?”
Words failed me, but luckily my body didn’t.
Seizing his lips, I kissed him hard, mimicking with my tongue what I was about to do to his ass. His moans encouraged me, and I deepened the kiss, going more for passion than raunchy.
His hands squeezed my biceps before trailing to my back, gripping my shoulders.
After I put on the rubber and coated my dick in lubricant, I slowly pushed into him. As his heat engulfed me, I groaned deep in my throat and hung my head to rest in the crease of his neck.
He winced before kissing my temple and egging me on with the tugging of my hips. But his discomfort turned to pleasure as his body further welcomed me.
“More,” he whimpered, clawing at my back as I moved inside him.
Thrusting harder, I went deeper. I was so fucking worked-up that I could’ve fucked him like a wild man into the cushions, but I knew how Caden liked it, and crazy, rough sex wasn’t it. He loved passion and tenderness.
