He didn’t push them in though, just took his time rubbing, teasing. He shifted closer, grinding his dick into my hip. God, he was getting off on just touching me there.
“Josh, please,” I begged, needing something of him inside me.
His gaze hit mine. He grinned when I shuddered. A moan tore out of me as he pushed a finger inside. “Yes,” I hissed as pleasure hit my balls and gut. I near launched off the bed when he hit the right spot. “There, fuck, right there.” I jutted back on his finger. “More, need more, pet.”
“Fuckin’ hell,” Josh uttered, but he gave me what I wanted. Another finger joined the other. I hummed under my breath, but in the next second, when his fingers hit my prostate, I whimpered and pushed back on his hand. Fucking myself on his fingers.
Josh’s lips hit my lower back, my arse cheek. He nipped and used his free hand to glide over my skin, up and down my back and shoulders.
“You,” I demanded. “I need you.” I was too close. I wanted to finish with him inside me.
“Yeah? You sure you’re ready?” His tone was harder than normal, deeper.
“Yes, please,” I panted.
I lost his fingers while his other hand gripped my hip, and he ground his cock into me. “Want me to take you from behind?”
“Any way you want.”
“Fuck, I want you in all ways,” he said, voice thick with desire as he shifted around me to rub himself into my arse.
Smiling, I got to my elbows and looked over my shoulder at him.
He cursed. “Don’t look at me like that. I ain’t gonna last as it is, but with that look, even less.”
Chuckling low, I told him, “Take me then, pet. Need you to fill me up.”
His upper lip lifted as he snarled, “Fuck.” A condom appeared in his hand. Where he got it from, I didn’t know or care. He looked down as he rolled it on. Next, I heard the lid to the lube pop open and knew he was covering his cock in the substance. His gaze lifted. “Ready?”
“More than ready. Fuck me, pet.”
He groaned. “Okay, don’t talk or look at me unless you want this to end now.”
Laughing, I shook my head and looked down to the bed. Humour had never been on the cards when I was in the bedroom with someone, until him, and I fucking loved it.
Before he took me, his hand slid around my hip to the front, where he gripped my aching cock, waiting for the release I knew was coming.
“Goddamn, you’re still hard.”
I edged back, rubbing my arse on his cock, and told him, “Knowing it’s you about to fuck me had me—”
“Shush,” he ordered, drawing out another light snicker from me. That was until I felt the tip of him at my hole. He gripped my hips, slowly pushing in.
I dragged in a breath and relaxed my body, taking him in slowly.
“Fuck me, fuckin’ hell. You’re so damn tight.”
I peered over my shoulder and found Josh staring down at where he entered me. He swallowed. Sweat pooled on his chest and forehead. He was being patient for me, taking care of me, helping me adjust.
I wanted him inside me though. Now. I pushed back and groaned right along with Josh when he was fully embedded inside me.
“Taro, Christ, you okay?”
I hummed under my breath. Smiling over my shoulder, I blinked dazedly; the feeling of being full satisfied me a lot.
“Fuck me, pet,” I uttered.
Josh cursed under his breath. His hand tightened even more on my hips as he pulled out, nearly to the point of losing him. I whimpered before he thrust back in.
“Yes,” I cried.
“Jesus,” Josh hissed. “You like that, don’t you, baby?”
I nodded. “More.”
“You want me to fuck you hard and fast, baby?”
“Please,” I panted.
Josh pressed his lips to my back, where he said, “I’m gonna give you what you want.” He moved. I lost him for a moment and looked to watch him get to his feet and crouch behind me. He gripped his dick and lined up, filling me once again. I moaned. Josh pressed his hand to my lower back and then proceeded to fuck me hard and fast.
I fisted the sheets and held on while Josh pistoned in and out of my arse like he owned it. Which he did. I would be more than willing to give myself over to him any time he wanted if he proved to me, like he was now, that he could own it.
I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath, but it was hard to find with the way Josh drilled into me, and I loved every thrust he took. He kept hitting the perfect spot, driving me and my body crazy. My balls drew up, my gut tingling, and my legs shook.
“Taro, Christ, so good. You feel so goddamn good.”
“Close, I-I’m close,” I warned.
Josh grunted. “Same.” His hand ran up my back, and he used all the strength he had in his legs and hips to keep fucking me. I wished I had a damn mirror above us so I could see all of him. I wanted to watch his body move.
“Josh,” I cried just as I wrapped my hand around my shaft and stroked the cum out of me.
“Fuck. You’re tighter.” He cursed again right before his cock swelled inside me, and he came, gripping my hip and shoulder.
Panting, Josh slowed until he gently pulled out. Breathing hard, I collapsed to my side, only to find my arse full once again with Josh’s fingers. I groaned and shuddered as he rubbed against my prostate.
“Pet,” I whimpered.
He curled into my back and on his elbow so he could look down at me. His teeth grazed my shoulder as he moved his fingers in and out of me slowly. “Wanna come inside you without anythin’ between us.”
“Yes,” I whispered, body tingling at the thought of having his cum in me.
“You’re gonna get sick of me.”
Confused, I dipped my brows and looked up at him, found him smirking. I asked, “Why?”
“I’ll never get enough of this arse. It’s my new favourite spot.”
Smiling, I rolled my eyes and shook my head. My eyes crossed when he pushed his fingers in and hit the right spot again. “Josh,” I groaned.
“Could you come again?” he asked.
I could, but he had fucked me well and proper. “Are you trying to kill me?”
He smirked. “With pleasure.”
“I-I’m a little sensitive,” I admitted, my body heating.
Josh pulled his fingers free and cupped me there before he shifted down to kiss my arse cheek. “Soon then, my pretty.”
“Oh my fucking God,” I cried incredulously. Did you just talk to my arse?”
“Forgot you were here,” he teased. Scowling, I swatted at him. He laughed, wrapping me up in his arms so I lay half over him. With a kiss on my forehead, he said, “I did okay, yeah? I wasn’t too rough, didn’t hurt you?”
I melted on the inside because that was the most endearing sentiment I had ever heard.
My heart fluttered.
Kissing his chest, I laid my head back down and told him, “I loved every second of it, and no, you didn’t hurt me. I wanted it hard and fast. You delivered.”
“Good. I fuckin’ loved every second.”
Giddiness like I hadn’t felt before spread through me. Grinning, I pressed my face into Josh’s chest and squirmed against him.