Page 35 of Hooking the Captain
“Ford.” I said his name as a warning. “I’m close.”
Sitting back on his heels, he reached over, grabbed a condom from the nightstand, and opened the packet. I watched as he slid the latex over himself and then grabbed the lube and coated his shaft.
“We’ll go slow, okay?” he said sincerely.
I nodded, fisting my throbbing dick in my hand and slowly running my palm up and down.
He squirted more lube onto his fingers and then reached down and rubbed them on my puckered rim. I gasped at the contact, my back arching off the bed as a loud groan escaped my lips. Even though I had pleasured myself anally while masturbating, his touch was nothing like my own.
It was so much better.
“Ready?” he asked.
I had no words. Instead, I spread my legs wider, giving him better access to move between them. He took my motion as a signal and as he slid a finger into me slowly, he leaned forward and kissed me again. We kissed as he stretched me, pumping a few times and then adding a second finger. He took his time making sure I was ready for him.
When we were both breathless and panting, he pulled back, taking his fingers out of me and replacing it with the head of his cock as my bent legs went over his thighs.
“If you need me to stop, just tell me.”
“I will,” I assured him.
He took my mouth again, but in place of his fingers, this time he nudged his dick gently into me. It burned as he went deeper, but instead of focusing on the discomfort, I got lost in his kiss. Before I realized it, Ford began to rock his hips and the burn eased, leaving me with the feeling of his cock stretching and filling me inch by inch.
“Are you good?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. A zing of pleasure raced through me and straight to where we were connected. Fuck, it felt amazing.
“Do that again,” I breathed and fisted my dick.
Ford didn’t hesitate to suck my other nipple. He rocked his hips again and my hand that was wrapped around my throbbing shaft pumped in sync with his thrusts.
“You feel so good,” he panted, licking and kissing every inch of me he could reach as he stayed inside of me.
“You too,” I groaned. “Harder.”
He lifted his head and smirked at me. With a cocky wink, he drove into me hard. The bed squeaked as he moved and the feeling as though we were one caused my heart to swell.
“So close,” I exhaled.
He moved and sat back on his heels, his hips widening and mine doing the same as my ass lifted off the mattress. It was as though he could slide further into me. As he thrust, we stared at each other and I knew I’d made the right decision. Ford Mahoney was amazing, and I loved every tender second he was showing me.
“I’m gonna come,” I panted.
He stilled his hips, slid out of me and leaned down to take my dick into his mouth again. He sucked a few times, and I released everything I had into his mouth. As I lay there, spent, he slid into me again.
I reached out to touch every part of him I could, feeling his firm pecs under my touch, and as I pinched his nipples, he groaned and his orgasm ripped through him.
Once he emptied himself into the condom, he pulled out and we both tried to catch our breaths as we lay side by side.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
“Yeah,” he agreed.
I turned and kissed him again, tasting my saltiness on his tongue. It would have been impossible to play a round of golf, let alone be able to walk after that.
“I love you,” I said against his lips.
