Page 63 of Studs Up
We had barely started, and we were panting and desperately clawing at each other.
“This is all I could think about,” he said as I hopped up and down, getting my socks off before I pushed him to the bed.
“Should be thinking about the win,” I said. He shifted back, his eyes glittering as I followed him.
“I always am,” he breathed when he ran out of room, and I was hovering inches from him. “I thought maybe you’d fuck me really good if we won.”
I ran my hand between his legs, passed his balls, and pressed into his entrance. He gasped and spread his legs wider. I leaned over him, grabbing his chin and making sure he was looking at me. His breath stuttered. My finger kept circling, and I loved how his eyes melted when I pressed.
“Please,” he whispered. He reached for me, sliding his hand around my neck and pulling me down. The kiss was hot and heavy. We needed lube, a lot of it, but I didn’t want to stop.
“Fuck me,” he begged, and fuck, I scrambled off the bed, looking for the lube we kept hidden. Leaving it out was not an option.
When I turned around with the bottle in hand, there was Holden in bed, waiting for me. A vision in perfection, flushed, and hand out wanting me to return to him.
I lost the ability to speak or move. I couldn’t stop staring. He was so dazzling. I cleared my throat.
“Condoms,” the word broke in my throat.
“I’m clean,” he said. “And I’m not having sex with anyone else. If you are-” Men are whores, and every year, we were all checked to make sure we hadn’t caught anything because our stupid primal brains shut off when we saw something we had to have. I always came back clean because I always wore a condom. Holden was the only one I dreamed about being inside bare because my stupid primal brain wanted to claim him as mine.
“Me too.”
Raw, bare, all Holden of was waiting for me. I got back in bed between his thighs and soaked my fingers with lube. I could hardly breathe as my fingers circled him until he relaxed, and I pushed one in. My body screamed at me to hurry up but I absolutely refused to hurt him.
Fascination took over as I watched him take my finger. His hand gripped the sheets, and he spread himself wider. I had all the access I wanted.
A possessive monster roared up into me and the need to claim him and make him mine was inescapable.
“More,” he nodded at me, arching his chest when I slipped two fingers in. He was so fucking hot inside, and soon my dick was going to be buried inside him. Curling my fingers, I found his prostate. He hissed and moaned and pulled his legs up. The urge to fuck him was pushing my limits.
He was so lost in the pleasure that I was giving him. I wanted to believe so badly that I was the only one to give him this much ecstasy.
As a consolation, I bent over him, drove my fingers deep, and kissed him, swallowing the moan. His hands were in my hair, fisting tight as his tongue invaded my mouth. I pulled out and gave him three fingers. He whimpered and panted so hard that I had to break the kiss.
“Fuck me,” he demanded. “Now.”
I had no words and could only grunt as I drew back and grabbed the lube. I probably poured more on than necessary, but my fine motor skills were severely lacking in the urgency to get inside him.
My own hand on my cock was almost too much and I had to breathe as I lined myself up to his entrance. I watched my tip spread him open as I pushed.
He gasped and then heaved a great sigh as the had of my cock popped inside, as though he had been holding onto his breath for years.
The raw feeling of his body was an entirely new experience. The satin heat that surrounded me was incredible.
“Holy shit,” I groaned.
I was mesmerized by my cock sliding inside and the feel of his tight body pulling me. He was hot and velvety smooth. Nothing in my life compared to this feeling. Nothing had ever felt that good.
“Oh my god,” he gasped.
“Yeah.” I was only half inside him and already struggling to keep myself contained. Maybe I should have let him blow me. My balls were full and tight and ready to explode. I shut my eyes and focused on Holden and what he needed from me.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“I’m trying not to cum.” I grunted and couldn’t believe how lucky I was.
“Oh god,” he groaned. I pushed a bit further and had no idea how I was going to get all the way inside him before I came.
