Page 59 of Roleplay at Randy's
“Does that feel good, Matty?” Slowly, he drags his finger out and pushes it back in, forcing a whimper out of me.
“Lee.” I trace the pulse point in his neck with my tongue, sucking bruise after bruise up the column of his neck. “More.”
He grabs the lube again, makes a mess of my backside, and then there’s two fingers pressing against my hole, bringing with them a fresh wave of pain and burning. I tense up, forcing myself to bare down on his fingers, breathing slowly through the stretch.
It takes longer for me to adjust, for the discomfort to fade into tingles of enjoyment, but when I finally relax against him, he wraps an arm around my waist and plunges the rest of the way inside.
The wind knocks out of me because his slow and steady approach seems to have reached its limit. His fingers move in and out of me in firm, steady motions, and I have to mash my lips together to keep from being too loud becausemy god.
I can’t fucking stop myself; I rock back and follow his fingers, meeting his thrusts and panting out broken, heavy moans as he curls and stretches them inside me.
“This is so hot,” he says, trailing kisses across my shoulder. “Tell me it’s good for you.”
I nod like a damn bobble-head. “So fucking good.”
Lee teases me with a third finger, and I shake my head sharply. “I’m going to need something to keep me quiet if you go that far.”
All of his movements stop, and then he groans so loud into my shoulder it makes my skin vibrate.
“Stop saying hot shit, or I’m going to come in my pants.”
He rubs his fingers slowly inside me, and this is my limit. I pull back to grasp his face and bring our mouths together. Now that I’ve had a taste of him, I’m going to be craving it indefinitely.
“I’ve already come once,” I groan into his mouth. “Let’s give you a better place to unload.”
His hips thrust up, and his fingers plunge so deep into me that a valley of stars shoot off behind my eyes.
I could ride his fingers for hours—quite literally—but a promise is a promise, so I gently wind an arm back and wrap a hand around his wrist. One tug is all it takes for him to slip his fingers out, and though I shudder at the loss of fullness, my lungs fill with the need to take care of him.
To give him an ounce of the pleasure he’s given to me.
I climb off of his lap, and with a light tap to his thighs, he spreads them open so I can fit myself between them. We work together to rid him of his boxers, and I’m nearly blown over by the gust of desire that swarms me.
Elias’ cock is long and curved, and I must audibly gasp because his brows shoot up and a nervous smile settles on his lips.
I lean forward to kiss the nerves away, anchoring my hands on his thighs and shivering as his cock bumps my stomach.
“Let’s see how fast my mouth can get you off.”
His fingers curl around the back of my neck, holding me to him while he nips and sucks at my lips and tongue.
Chuckling into his insistent kiss, I have to plant both hands on his chest to push out of his hold. His face is warm and flushed, lips cherry red with little purple pinpricks from my teeth.
“We can just kiss if you’d rather,” I tell him, voice barelyrising above a whisper. The level of desire within me for this man is immeasurable.
He puffs out a laugh and shakes his head. “I really want you to blow me.” Somehow, his blush deepens. “I’d like to go back to kissing after, though.”
He’s so fucking cute; I can barely stand it.
The trail of kisses I leave down his body makes him squirm, and I have to stifle my smile in his hip bone. Happiness bubbles in my chest, and I wait until his eyes find mine before finally positioning myself above his tip.
I swipe my tongue along the slit, then slide it down the vein on the underside of his shaft. He shudders, and I circle my fingers around the base of his dick to spread my collection of spit and precum.
A low moan sounds from the back of my throat when I get my lips around him, sucking on the head and giving it my undivided attention until Elias’ hips jump and force his dick further into the cavern of my mouth.
I wouldn’t mind if he decided to use my face as his personal fuck toy, but I’m more interested in tasting the arousal leaking onto my tongue with every suck and stroke.
There’s the soft brush of fingers at my nape, and I look up to see him staring down at me with lust-blown eyes. He twists my ponytail around his fingers, twirling and teasing, and I take him deeper into my mouth to watch his composure slip.
