Page 60 of Rookie Moves

Releasing him with a wet pop, I jump to my feet and give his bare ass a slap.

“Get on the bed.”

Colby’s unsteady on his feet as he rounds the bed and climbs on, sitting back against the stacked pillows while I grab the bottle of lube from my bag. I toss it onto the mattress, then move to straddle Colby’s waist. My hard cock slaps against his stomach, and he immediately reaches out to wrap his fingers around me.

He knows exactly how I like to be touched now. The pressure, the speed, the way to twist his palm over my tip that makes me see stars.

He works me over as I coat my fingers with lube, then reach behind to rub my fingers around my hole.

Colby’s eyes are locked on mine, and the hitch in his breath matches my own as I ease one finger inside, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I haven’t played with myself like this in a while, and it’s been even longer since I bottomed for anyone.

Colby’s fist falters slightly, his own cock tapping against my balls like it’s eager to slide home already.

“Can I…” He swallows roughly and releases my cock. “Will you show me how to make it good for you?”

“You wanna prep me for your dick, Colbs?”

“Fuck,” he breathes. “Yes, yes I do.”

Bending down without removing my finger, I slide my mouth over his and slip my tongue inside. His arms wrap around my shoulders, fingers tightening in my hair again as his tongue meets mine. I grind my cock down against his, feeling the evidence of our arousal slick against his skin.

My muscles are trembling by the time I let him go and swing my leg off him. I twist around until I’m on all fours facing the other wall and feel the bed dip as Colby gets up onto his knees. The soft click of the lube cap sounds like a bullet being fired over the low sound of the TV, and my back bows the second I feel the cool liquid between my cheeks.

“Just slide your finger in, Colbs,” I say, trying to keep the desperation out of my voice.

He circles my entrance with the tip of his finger before slowly sinking inside. The hitch in his breath has my pulse skyrocketing. His touch is tentative at first, like he’s not sure how fast or slow to go, but by the fourth stroke, I’m fisting the sheet, trying so hard not to thrust back on him.

“Like this?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I groan. “So fucking good. Keep going. Add another.”

He removes his finger, and I whine, but it soon morphs into a moan at that delicious stretch as he pushes two fingers inside. My cock is throbbing between my legs by the time he adds a third, his other hand resting on my hip like he’s the only thing holding me up.

“How do you want me?” I ask over my shoulder.

He curls his fingers inside me, and my head falls forward, arms quaking under my weight.

“I want to see you, Tyler,” he says, and then drapes his body over me to murmur in my ear. “But first, I want to watch my cock sink inside your body for the first time, then I want you to ride me, just the way you like it.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

COLBY

Tyler shivers underneath me. I don’t know how these words are falling from my tongue, but they are, and I’m not mad about it. It’s like I’ve been soaring through a different dimension since he dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth. All guards are down. It’s just me and him and the feel of him squeezing around my fingers that continue to drive in and out of him. His arms are starting to shake, like he’s struggling to hold himself up.

“Does this feel good for you, Ty?” I ask, curling my fingers again.

Another whimper leaves his throat, and I grin.

Fuck, this is so much better than I expected it to be. Seeing him tremble from pleasure at the mercy of my fingers is a heady sensation I wasn’t prepared for.

“I need you, Colbs,” he murmurs, lifting his head to look at me over his shoulder. “There’s condoms in my bag, but I also haven’t been with anyone except you since my last screening.”

I freeze, fingers paused mid-thrust. “Do you mean…”

“That I want you without anything between us? Yeah, I do, but I also respect if you would prefer to wear a condom. You’re gonna make me feel good regardless, so it’s whatever will make you feel good.”

I stare at him, wide-eyed and speechless. In all the buildup, it wasn’t something I thought about. Which is probably a bad thing, because if I was with anyone else except Tyler, there wouldn’t be the same level of trust there. But I do trust him, and having the option to feel everything with no barriers for my first time is like some weird sort of fate.