Page 63 of Creatures Like Us

“I don’t know. How do you want me?” He makes a move to shift positions, but I put a hand on his flank, stopping him.

“Like this is fine.” I slide my palm down the curve of his ass, and he shivers visibly. “You want this, right?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not scared?”

He shakes his head.

“Because you know I won’t hurt you?”

“I don’t know that.”

“And you don’t care?”

He shakes his head again. “I just want you. What you do with me is of little importance.”

I suck in a breath, heart fluttering in my chest. That submission?…?It’s heady, intoxicating. Like a drug.

I kneel on the bed behind him, suddenly desperate for this. “Where’s the lube?”

Noah reaches to the floor and gives me the bottle without looking at me. I squeeze a dollop onto my fingers, but before I touch him where I so want to touch him, I stretch over his body, grip his jaw with my other hand, and twist his head to the side.

“You’re going to look at me while I do this, okay? You’re going to watch.”

“Okay.”

I slide a finger over his hole, feeling him shudder in my grasp. “I won’t be as gentle with you as you were with me.”

“That’s—” He gasps as I push the finger inside. “—fine.”

“Is it?” I ask with a smirk, feeling him shudder as I push the finger deeper, wanting to make him react, wanting him to protest, fight back, anything. At the same time, I can’t bring myself to truly make him hurt, even though I could. Even though he’d let me.

His ass swallows my finger whole, inviting me into that tight, warm place I can’t wait to visit with my cock.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Really?” I squeeze another finger alongside the first.

Noah inhales sharply, and his exhale turns into a whimper.

Fuck, that sound?…?I could eat it up. Eathimup. I can’t fathom how much I want to hurt him, and at the same time, how much I want to pleasure him. I want to make him cry from how good he’s feeling, how good it feels to submit to me. On the other hand, shit never seems to work out quite the way I planned when it comes to him, and something tells me it will bemecrying in the end.

“You know what, Noah?” I mutter.

“Yeah?”

“I think you’re better at relaxing than I am. Look how well you’re taking my fingers. You really want to be fucked, don’t you?”

“I do. I want you to fuck me, Asher.”

“Want to feel my cock inside you, like you were inside me?”

“Yeah?…?please.” He drops down to his elbows on the mattress, ass arched in the air. He looks so fucking good like this. Giving himself up to me. Trusting me completely.

“You ready?” I blanket his body with mine, erection nudged between his quivering thighs, whispering into his ear with my fingers still buried inside him.