Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(76)

Holding the base of my cock with his hand, he gently strokes as he sucks the tip. My moans of pure pleasure encourage him to keep going. He slowly takes my cock out of his mouth, and I groan at the loss, but his tongue quickly finds my balls, and he starts to suck on them. I have to hold onto the wall so I don’t fall over from an overdose of pleasure.

After a minute of sweet torture on my balls, he goes back to my cock, and I place my hand on the back of his head. I really want to bury my cock deep in his throat, and he lets me. I don’t hold him down too long. It’s all about pleasure, not pain. I let him breathe, and he swirls his tongue around the tip of my cock. I have to slow down or I won’t last, and I don’t want it to last just five minutes.

Taking a step away from him, he looks at me, confused.

“Your turn. I don’t want this to last just a few minutes.” I smirk at him, and he complies.

I drop to my knees and gently nibble along the length of his cock, eliciting a long moan out of him. My tongue trails from the base of his cock to the tip in one swift move. I take him into my mouth, holding his firm ass as I suck him without using my hands. He holds my face to him gently, guiding me up and down his cock as he pleases.

His hips start thrusting toward me, making his dick go deeper in my mouth. I let him take control. He has been a lot more into exploring and experimenting what he likes and doesn’t like, and if taking control brings him pleasure then I’m all for it.

He starts to thrust faster, his balls hitting my chin with each move. Fuck me, I could come just by giving him a blowjob. Knowing that I’m giving him pleasure is making me harder than I already am.

“I won’t last if you keep this up,” he groans out of breath, letting go of my head.

“You’re the one who was holding me, babe.” I chuckle and wipe my mouth.

“Sorry, I got a bit carried away.”

“Don’t be sorry. I love it. I want to try something new, though.”

“What’s that?” he asks as we lie down on the bed.

“I want you to f*ck me,” I say tentatively.

“Are you sure?” He looks at me nervously.

“Yes, I’m really sure.”

“Uh…”

“It’s the same as a woman you know, in, out, in, out?” We both laugh.

“Alright, smartass. You’ll have to let me know if I hurt you.”

“I will, babe.”

“Promise?” he insists.

“I promise. It’s been a while so be gentle.”

“Really?” he sounds surprised.

“Last one was Spencer. I’m sure you don’t want to have that kind of conversation now.” I chuckle.

“No, but I’m quite happy John’s never been there.” He smirks and grabs a condom and lube from the nightstand.

“I knew you’d like that.” I kiss him deeply and open the condom wrapper before rolling it down on his cock.

Positioning myself on my hands and knees, facing the full-length mirror against the wall, I see Nate take the lube and drip some over my ass. I flinch as the cold gel connects with my soft spot. It’s been years since someone has been there, and I want to feel Nate. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to feel how good it is.

He kneels behind me, placing his legs between mine. I feel the tip of his cock press against my hole. He hesitates and slowly tries to penetrate me, but he’s big, and I haven’t done this in a while.

He slowly caresses my ass and my lower back with his right hand as his left hand is holding his dick at my entrance. He circles my hole slowly with the tip of his dick and gradually presses harder. In one swift thrust he penetrates me, and I let out a long groan both from pleasure and pain. He’s big and has a nice thickness, which didn’t make it easy to go through.

“Are you alright?” he asks, worried.

“Yes, just give me a second.” I take in a shaky breath and relax as I look at him in the mirror.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, babe, don’t worry.” I wink at him and press back against him, making him go deeper.

“You feel so f*cking tight,” he says, his voice tight.

“All yours.” I moan as he buries himself inside me fully. I love feeling him inside of me. I feel us being connected in a whole new way, and it’s f*cking amazing.

He starts to pick up the pace and thrusts harder, holding my hips tightly as he never breaks our eye contact through the mirror. Slowly, he pulls almost all the way out before thrusting back in, making me go forward with the power of his thrusts. He’s getting more comfortable with it, and I love it. It’s good to see him take control.

He suddenly pulls out and turns me on my back. He positions himself on top of me and kisses me passionately.

“I love you,” he says against my lips.

“I love you too,” I moan as he thrusts in me again with ease this time.

Spreading my legs wider, he starts to roll his hips against me, making his cock go as deep as it can. His body rubbing against my balls and my cock, bringing me closer to my release. I lift my hips higher so he can go deeper.

Suddenly, I feel desire rise in me. Stronger than I’ve ever felt before. I’m submerged by a wave that goes through my body, from my toes to my head and back down to my cock. A couple of thrusts later, I can’t hold back that wave of pleasure, and I come harder than ever before, letting out a loud groan of pleasure as my cum pools on my stomach.