Page 62 of His Temptation

I licked him again, then again, never breaching him. Just getting him used to the feel of something being there. When I felt he was relaxed enough, I slowly pushed the tip of my finger inside.

Cason flashed a crooked smile, his lids heavy. “Gonna need more than that, Mr. Cross.”

“Don’t call me that,” I said, pushing in knuckle-deep before withdrawing and going back in deeper.

“Willsirwork better?”

“Definitely not,” I said, my body temperature rising. It was hot, but not my thing. Cason and I were equals despite our age difference. I never wanted him to think otherwise.

Adding a second finger, I was rewarded with Cason’s whimpering moan. Raspy and filled with need. I kissed his inner thigh and worked him more with two fingers, smiling against his skin when he groaned.

“Ready for a third?” I asked.

He made a sound in his throat, a mix between a grunt and a moan, and lifted his ass off the bed. Begging for more.

After using more lube, I eased in a third finger. Cason gasped and fisted the sheet again, his mouth popping open as his eyes fell shut. With my other hand, I grabbed the base of his cock and brought him back to my mouth. As my breath touched the tip, his eyes flew back open and he stared down at me. Waiting.

Slowly, I slid the head between my lips. His eyes widened a fraction as I took him deeper, hitting the back of my throat. When I started moving my hand again, stretching his ass with three fingers while sucking his cock, he whimpered and returned his grip to my hair.

His taste. His moans. All of it had me amped up and ready to go. I considered myself patient, but that patience was wearing thin. I had had Cason multiple times, but never in the way I craved him the most.

“I’m gonna come,” he panted, holding my head in place. The firm muscles beneath his soft skin constricted as he tensed.

I pulled off his dick and withdrew my fingers.

“Fuck!” Cason whined, slapping his hands to his face and breathing heavy. His cock bobbed in front of my face, swollen and leaking precum.

“Can’t have you finishing so early.”

His brown eyes flickered to me. “You’re such a psychopath. You’re smiling at my misery.”

“Pretty sure that makes me a sadist.”

“I honestly don’t care what the hell you are, Emery, just put on a rubber and fuck me already.”

“Uh-oh.” I kissed his stomach as I traveled back up his muscled body. When I was facing him, I said, “Looks like someone gets feisty when he’s horny.”

Cason snatched my bottom lip between his teeth, slapping his hands on my sides and tugging me forward. We kissed then, hard and sloppy. Both of us desperate for more. My plan to tease the hell out of him and make him beg for my cock flew out the window.

I grabbed a condom from the drawer, and he watched me open it.

“Nervous?” I asked, before shoving down my pants and rolling it on.

“No,” he answered, tracing my shoulder with his finger. “I know it’ll probably hurt a little, but I trust you.”

“I’m hoping it won’t hurt much at all,” I said, sitting back on my knees as I grabbed the lube. “You took three of my fingers like a pro.”

Cason chuckled and glanced at my crotch. “Bring it on.”

I lubed up my cock and got between his legs, kissing him as I positioned the tip at his entrance. He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face against my neck. My heart thumped hard, echoing the beating of his. We’d fucked several times, but this was different for us. Like our first time all over again.

Even though I’d taken my time prepping him, I still went slow as I pushed into him.Good. He’s relaxed.

Cason inhaled through his nose and exhaled, running his lips along my neck.

“That okay?” I asked, stilling my movements.

He nodded and held me tighter.