Page 28 of Roommates
It wasn't as if I'd never heard tales of how good blowjobs felt—and I'd certainly fantasized—but experiencing it in real life was something else entirely and the intensity of it all caught me off guard.
Within five minutes flat, I was twisting my fingers in the bed sheets as I surrendered to the need building in my groin and shot my seed into Adam's mouth, legs twitching.
“Sorry,” I muttered—even though I wasn't sorry at all—once I regained the ability to speak.
Adam only lifted his head and grinned. “Not like that's not what I was going for.” He licked his lips, and something about the sight had me nearly ready to go again.
“Fuck me.”
“Are you sure about that?” Adam asked, but even as he did, he couldn't hide a hint of eagerness from his voice. He wanted this just as much as I did, no doubt about it. The thought made me smile. It was exactly what I'd wanted him to show me. What I needed to see.
“Totally sure.” I wasn't going to come again so soon, but I didn't care. I didn't need to come again. I only needed to feel Adam.
“I'm not gonna say no to that.” Adam scooted up the bed. “Turn on your side. Your back to me.”
“What, are you going to spoon me?”
“Maybe a little bit.” There was a hint of amusement in Adam's voice. “That's not all we'll be doing, though.”
“I hope not,” I said as I turned, even though I didn'tmindthe idea of Adam spooning me. It was an intimate position, wasn't it? Not something you did with casual sex-partners, so maybe....
I lost my train of thought as Adam's fingers strayed to my butt, teasing along my rim in a way that made me shudder.
“Shit,” Adam muttered. “I forgot to grab the lube.”
“Fuck the lube. If you get up now I will kill you.”
Adam chuckled. “Are you—”
“Yes, I'm sure. Trust me.”
“Okay.” Adam kissed the side of my neck. “But tell me if it's gets too uncomfortable.”
“Sure. Now get to it.”
“Bossy!” Adam laughed, but finally gave me what I wanted, pushing one spit-slicked finger into my hole. It went in easily, but I still clenched a bit, feeling my nerve endings light on fire. Everything about this felt differently now that I'd only just come. “Okay?” Adam asked, ever so patiently, though I could tell he was barely holding back from plunging into me... and I wanted to give him what he wanted, what we both wanted.
“Super okay,” I said with a nod. “Go on.”
“Okay then.” With my permission, Adam went on preparing me. Not that I needed a lot of preparation
—but he couldn't know that. Sweat broke out on my skin as Adam added another digit to the first, scissoring me. I couldn't wait to feel something more than his fingers and the anticipation nearly did me in. But still, I let Adam do his thing until he thought—finally—that I was sufficiently ready for him.
My breath left me in a shuddery exhale as Adam entered me. I was so sensitive after my climax that it was almost too intense. But I wasn't about to stop Adam. Far from it. I liked this experience in all its mind-blowing intensity. And when I heard Adam moan beside me, I nearly moaned too, taking my pleasure in his.
“You like that?” I asked, even though I already knew what the answer was going to be.
“You feel amazing,” he responded, voice not quite steady.
I gave a shaky laugh and squeezed around him, just to hear him moan again.
“God, Lucas.” He pressed closer to me, nuzzling the back of my neck with his nose. “You're perfect.
And you smell so fucking good right now it's driving me insane.”
I smelled good? The thought almost didn't make it through the hormone-fueled haze in my mind. He had to be picking up on my omega scent, though. For a second, I wished I could tell him exactly what it was. I wished he already knew. I wished that I'd never lied to him. That he knew what was going on and was okay with it. That we could still be together in the morning and all the mornings that followed. I wanted that so much I nearly sobbed as Adam pulled out and thrust into me again.
“Too much?” Adam asked, probably thinking that it was the movement of his hips that caused that sound.
