Page 71 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part two
I pull back so I can look into his eyes and grab his chin when he tries to pull away. “You need to trust me for this to work.”
“I do trust you.”
“You trust me in the field. That’s totally different than trusting me in here. Out there, we play by your rules. In here? We play by mine. Do you understand?” This will make or break what’s about to happen. I already gave him the two magic words, all he has to do is say them, and I’ll give him the world.
So many emotions pass over his face that I can’t keep up. The one in the forefront is anger. But just as quickly as that one appears, another one takes its place. Aryeh searches my eyes, and whatever he sees makes him melt into the bed. Aryeh’s hands slide up my arms to grip my biceps. I think he’s going to push me away, but what he says next with the relaxed look on his face takes my breath away. “Yes, Sir.”
I lean down to whisper in his ear. “Good boy.”
I seal my lips over his, letting my full body weight down on top of him. I love the fact that there’s not much difference between us, and I don’t have to worry about crushing him. Even though I'm bisexual, I've always preferred men. Until I met Kira. When Aryeh wraps his legs around my waist, giving me exactly what I voiced to him outside that night, I know he’s all in. I start thrusting my hips, making our cocks slide together, and Aryeh’s moan almost makes me come on the spot. It’s been too fuckinglong since I was able to touch someone like this, and it makes it even better that the person is Aryeh.
Our kisses get more frantic, and our hips moving quicker is pushing us close to the finish line, so I pull back. Aryeh groans and grabs for me when I sit back on my knees. “I’ve got you,Neshama sheli,but when you come, you’ll do it with me inside you.”
“Fuck,” Aryeh gasps and reaches down to squeeze his cock hard. His body shakes like he’s coming, but nothing comes out. “You can’t say shit like that. That was too close.”
I grin. “The nickname, or the fact that I want your ass squeezing my cock when you come?”
“Stop,” Aryeh chuckles breathlessly, and I realize it’s the first time he’s ever been this free with me. “Both.” Aryeh leans up on his elbow. “Let me touch you. I have this beautiful cock staring me in my face, and I haven’t touched it yet.”
I shake my head, and I swear he starts to pout. “Not yet. Do you have lube in here?”
“Bedside table.” I lay down on the bed beside him before rolling over to grab it. I feel Aryeh shift and before I can react, he’s plastered to my back and his hand is circling my cock. He strokes me roughly, and I can’t stop the groan. “You’re so fucking thick.” I jerk open the drawer, trying like hell to ignore his cock sliding against my ass. “Tyler underestimated how big you are.”
I snatch the lube and fuck his fist. “Didn’t I tell you that you couldn’t touch me yet?”
“But you want it just as much as me.” Aryeh sucks hard on the side of my neck. “It isn’t fair.”
I push his hand away and roll toward him. When we get positioned on the bed, he’s on his stomach and I’m straddling his legs. I pop the top on the lube, spread his ass apart, and let it drizzle directly on his asshole. Aryeh’s breathing is ragged, buthe’s not trying to fight me off. I position my cock right against his hole, but don’t do anything except apply some pressure. There’s no way I’d ever take him when he’s not ready, but something tells me Aryeh will like the roughness of me like this. Aryeh’s legs slide further apart, and I feel him bearing down against me. I pull back and slap his ass. “Stop that. You aren’t ready for me yet.”
“Please, do something, Sir.” Aryeh pushes back again and I slap his ass harder, making him moan deep in his chest. If he keeps that up, I won’t be able to last while trying to get him ready for me.
“Is that what you need? Someone to spank the defiance out of you?”
“No. I just need your cock inside me.”
It seems like he took me saying to let go to heart, so who am I to deny him? “Do you want to stay like this while I get you ready, or on your back?”
“I want to see you.”
I move enough so he can turn over. “Spread those pretty thighs for me,Neshama sheli,and show me where you want my cock.” Aryeh hesitates for a split second before his legs fall apart, and he reaches under himself to spread his asscheeks apart. It’s still glistening from the lube, so I run my finger across it. “Here?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I push his thighs further apart and press my middle finger against his asshole. Aryeh bears down, and I slowly slide it inside him until my knuckles are touching his ass. I rotate it a few times, watching his face. He’s so goddamn tight that it’s going to take a lot of prep to get him ready for me. I work my finger in and out a few times before pulling back enough to line up my second finger. It’s a tight squeeze, and Aryeh has to breathe through it. I leave them sitting inside him until he relaxes, andthen crook them to rub his prostate. His back bows off the bed and he groans. “Just like that,Neshama sheli.Just feel.”
I put more pressure on his prostate and watch his cock lift on his stomach, leaving a string of precum attached to his abs. Bracing a hand beside his head, I start fucking him with my fingers, staring him directly in his eyes. He struggles to hold eye contact, but never lets his eyes shift too far from my face. I kiss his cheek, neck, and chest, then work my way down his abs. Still fucking him with my fingers, I suck his delicious cock into my mouth, and the moan that leaves him is loud enough to wake the dead. I work my fingers in and out of him until I know he’s ready, and then start adding a third. “Oh, holy shit,” Aryeh croaks when I start twisting them to work them inside him. “Tivon…I can’t…it won’t…oh, holy fuck.”
His incoherent babble is cut off when my three fingers start stretching him. I continue to twist them slightly until his body finally accepts the invasion, and I’m knuckles deep inside him. I work his cock slowly with my mouth, making sure to pay special attention to the head because it makes his breath hitch. The taste of him on my tongue is more than I ever imagined, and when he runs his fingers through my short hair, I know that he’s completely here with me at this moment.
“Tivon,” Aryeh sighs. “I need you.”
I pull back from his cock and kiss my way up his body to his lips. He opens immediately for me when I lay my lips against his, but this kiss is different. It’s slow, tongues stroking, searching for that comfort in each other. I work my fingers deep inside him, and when I don’t meet much resistance, I know he’s ready for me. It will still burn, but I know that I’ve done everything that I can not to hurt him. Aryeh’s hands frame my face, and he deepens the kiss even more then he starts fucking my fingers, getting faster with each thrust. I pull from the kiss so I can see his face.
“How does that feel,Neshama sheli?”
“So good,” Aryeh pants.
I grab his hip to stop him. “My cock will feel even better. Are you ready for that?”
