Chapter 19
Toby
I did a deep dive into medieval torture devices, and it was kind of ingenious for my book. It was also totally something ancient vampires would be into, so it fit my plot perfectly.
Was it weird that I fell a little harder for Dexter every time he gave me plot ideas? I mean, he was totally inspirational for the sex scenes, but he was also really good at helping me talk through my other plot points, and he had great ideas. Not everyone thought talking about torture and dismemberment was fun, but it was totally our love language.
Awww, we had a love language. I was so there for that. Boyfriend goals, activated.
Ok, I knew I was getting corny, but my brain was mush after all the research and writing I’d done. I put my computer down and stood up and stretched. I felt like I’d been working for days, but only a couple of hours had passed. I wondered if Dex was back from his errands? I wondered if it would be weird to go check?
I meandered out onto my front porch and looked over at Dex’s house. Corbin was sitting in a chair on the porch, and there were crows lined up on the railing in front of him.
Because, you know, that was totally normal. They all seemed to look my way at the same time, which was also super weird. I gave an awkward little wave, and he gave a head nod in my direction. I debated walking over there, but before I could make a decision Corbin called out, “Dex, Toby is done working.”
I heard a muffled sound from inside, then Corbin called over, “He’ll be right over!”
I gave my awkward little wave again and headed inside. Ok then. Dex was coming over. And he was… gonna stay the night? Hang out? Have sex with me?
Was it bad that I really hoped we were gonna have sex?
Should I shower? I mean, I’d showered this morning, and then I’d sat on my couch and worked, so it’s not like I had worked up a sweat. But, you know, if sexy things were on the horizon…
I ran upstairs to my en-suite bathroom, figuring getting myself ready was better than an unsexy moment. I rushed through some preparation and cleaned myself up. I debated throwing some ball cream on that Sebbie had gotten me as a joke, and I opened the container and took a whiff of the stuff. It definitely smelled strong, but it wasn’t a bad smell. I didn’t want to smell like I was expecting something, though, and what if Dex noticed the smell?
Yes, that was totally a weird thought, but Dex was always sniffing me, and what if he didn’t like the scent of the stuff? I didn’t always like the smell of lotions. What if he went to give me head and gagged on the taste of it? It probably tasted awful. Lotion and lube both usually tasted awful. Unless it was flavored lube, I guessed, but I didn’t have any of that.
So, definitely no ball cream. And did I even have condoms? I had lube, because, you know, of course I did. But I didn’t think I had condoms. And maybe Dex wasn’t even expecting to do anything, and I was getting way ahead of myself.
“Toby?” I heard as my front door slammed.
“Relax, Toby. If he wants to have sex, you’re prepared, and if he doesn’t, then it’s fine,” I muttered to myself.
I could hear his steps coming quickly up the stairs, and I opened the bathroom door just as he came into the bedroom.
He was freshly showered, because his hair was still damp and his shirt was clinging to his chest. It looked like he had hopped out of the shower and headed straight here, and my dick perked up at the sight of him. Fuck, he was so sexy.
And who was I kidding, because I definitely wanted to have sex with him.
It totally looked like he sniffed the air, and then he was prowling towards me, because that was definitely the word for how he moved. I had the urge to run, not because I wanted to get away from him, but because it would be hot as fuck for him to catch me.
I backed up toward the bed, and he stripped his shirt off as he got closer.
Yes, please.
When he got to me, he dragged my shirt off, and then his mouth found mine.
God, he was the best kisser. His lips were firm yet soft, and his tongue flirted with mine, his teeth occasionally nibbling. When I bit his lower lip and tugged, he made that super sexy growling sound again, and my dick jerked in my pants. That sound made me so freaking horny. He was turned on, and I was the one turning him on. It was a heady feeling.
He gently pushed me onto the bed, and as I leaned up on my elbows, he grabbed my pants and slid them and my underwear off in one slick pull. Thank god I wasn’t wearing socks. I hated only having socks on. It was so unsexy.
Before I got lost down that rabbit hole, he was kneeling in front of me, but I whined low in my throat. Fuck, I wanted him naked, too. I wanted to see that sexy body.
“What, baby,” Dex said, reaching out and caressing my very hard cock. I threw my head back and groaned, but I managed to pull myself together enough to look up at him.
“I wanna see you naked, too,” I murmured.
He smiled wickedly, and I felt tremors throughout my whole body. He was looking at me like I was the finest steak dinner and he couldn’t wait to devour me—it made me feel so unbelievably wanted.
He stripped out of his pants, and he wasn’t wearing any underwear (or socks, thank goodness). I barely had time to wonder where his shoes were when my attention was caught by his dick.
Holy.
Shit.
I knew he was big, but seeing it up close and hard and him fully naked? Yeah. Wow. I loved a big dick—although it had been quite a while. I loved a big dildo in the meantime. I loved the feeling of being filled up, and from the looks of it, I had more than I bargained for with Dex.
I couldn’t help myself. I slid off the bed down onto my knees in front of him. He looked down at me and gently slid his hand along my scalp, through my hair, giving me goosebumps. I looked up, and what I saw in his eyes made me wanna cry, and I didn’t even know why. He looked at me like I was the whole world.
I’d been in love before, and I’d seen guys look at me with love, and I swear that was the intense look Dex was giving me now. But it was too soon for that, wasn’t it?
Fuck.
I looked down at his delicious dick again, and his hand tightened on my hair as he growled, and that so did it for me. I grabbed my own dick, just because I needed some fucking pressure, and then I gently kissed along Dex’s cock, licking the drop of precum from the tip.
He smelled and tasted like a campfire, which was kind of weird but also hot as fuck. It was all smoky, musky heat, and when he growled again, I took his cock fully in my mouth, being careful to keep my lips over my teeth. He was hard and hot, and I loved having cock in my mouth. Fuck, it was a rush to feel someone come undone while you sucked them.
He gently tugged my hair again, and I moaned in pleasure. I couldn’t help stroking myself as I bobbed up and down and licked along his head, using my other hand to gently caress his balls.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Touch yourself for me. You like sucking my cock? It turns you on?” he asked.
Ohmygod, the sexy talk. I was so here for the sexy talk. And the way Dex growled it out? Such a fucking turn on.
I murmured an “Mmmhmmm” around his dick and looked back up at him. I popped off long enough to say, “Use my mouth, Dex.”
He growled again, and then he was gently pulling on my hair. I loved the feeling, and he didn’t get too rough. It was like he was totally in tune to what I liked. He used his hand to hold me steady as he pumped in and out of my mouth. He was slow at first, and I groaned and tried to move my head faster, only his hand was holding me firmly in place.
Fuck, that was hot. I stroked myself faster, and he fucked into my mouth faster. I could feel him going deeper and deeper, and I wanted to feel full of him. I wanted to take him all. I wanted to gag on his cock and feel him in my throat. I wanted to give him pleasure.
He thrust in deeper, and I pumped my own dick, getting more and more turned on. I felt so fucking sexy knowing I was making him lose control. I groaned—I wanted him all. God, I wanted to feel him all.
It was like he was a fucking mind reader, because he dragged me down his cock, and I felt him in my throat. I relaxed as he murmured above me, “That’s it, baby. Yes, that’s it. You are so fucking good. You feel so fucking good on my cock.”
He was in my throat, and I swallowed around him as he growled steadily. I was pumping myself, and I knew I was going to come the moment he did, but he used my hair to pull me off his cock before either of us got there.
I looked up at him, whining low in my throat. I knew I was probably a slobbery mess, but he looked at me with pure passion. I swear I saw flames licking in his eyes.
“My turn,” he rumbled, and he leaned down and picked me up, tossing me on the bed behind me.
Like, literally fucking tossing me. He was so fucking strong, and he was hard and turned on for me .
He was on me before I could even lift myself up onto my elbows, devouring me with his mouth, our cocks rubbing together as we both moaned.
“You want me to fuck you, baby?” he rumbled in my ear when he pulled away from my mouth, and I mewled as he bit down on the tip of my earlobe.
“Yes, Dex. Please. I want you inside. Want you to fill me up,” I moaned.
I needed him. Needed him inside me. Needed him all over me. I didn’t think I’d ever been so fucking turned on. I made a whimpering sound I barely even recognized, and Dex was sliding down my body, his hot mouth stopping to lick at my nipples.
I was one giant erogenous zone, and my nipples were hard little peaks as Dex laved at them. Before I could get frustrated, he slid down, biting at my hip and causing me to jerk, and then he lifted my legs up and separated my ass cheeks with his hands, and holy fucking fuck he totally bypassed my dick and leaned in to suck on my hole.
He went at me the same way he kissed me—all nibbling and tongue and firm lips, no hesitation, only passion. He was growling against me, and I was whimpering and mewling, unable to help myself. Then he slid something inside me, and I thought it was a finger, only it felt bigger than that, and I didn’t even have time to process what the fuck, because it felt otherwordly. It was warm and hard and thick, but not so thick that it hurt as he eased it in, and then he… fuck, he was fucking moving around inside me.
I was panting and couldn’t stop, and I thought I was gonna come, because whatever he was doing… I couldn’t even explain it. He pressed against my inner walls, and he found my prostate like he had a fucking homing beacon. I cried out as he flicked against that bundle of nerves, sending sparks flying through my whole body. Again and again he thrust into me, sending me flying higher and higher, the pressure building up in my spine. I felt like my whole body was full of electricity.
I almost came, only his hand came up and grabbed the base of my dick. He eased off my prostate, grumbling, “Not yet, baby.”
“Please, Dex, please,” I cried out. I couldn’t take all the pleasure. My entire body was on overload. “I need…” I whined out, and I didn’t even get to finish before he was sliding up me, licking and biting his way along my skin until he was at my neck. He used his hands to grab both of mine, pressing them into the mattress. My ass was on a pillow, although I didn’t even remember that happening, and his dick teased my hole.
Then he was pressing against my hole, wet and hard and hot, and where the fuck had the lube even come from? His hands were on mine, and I didn’t know how he was guiding himself in so easily, and I whined as he entered me.
We were both breathing fast and heavy, and I knew he was trying to give me a moment, but I jerked my hips, trying to take him deeper. He growled into my neck, and then he bit down on the spot between my neck and my shoulder as his cock slid all the way into me.
There was that slight burn I loved, but he had opened me up well, and there was no pain, only pleasure. I was so fucking full. His teeth were on my neck, biting down. His cock was in me, filling me up. He was everywhere, surrounding me, and I jerked my hips as he hit my prostate, white hot pleasure traveling down my spine again.
Dex pumped his hips into me, his teeth still holding onto my neck, and why was that so fucking sexy? He started slow, but then he pounded into me, hitting my prostate on every slide in and out. It was almost too much. Too much sensation cascading around me.
I came with a cry, my whole body jerking and spasming, my hips pumping against him and my channel squeezing around him. He growled louder, bit down harder, and I swear he broke the skin, which only made my pleasure more intense. My cum spurted out between us, my dick rubbing against his abs, prolonging the pleasure.
Then, god, it felt like he was getting bigger inside me, like I was stretching, and he was barely moving, but his dick pressed against my prostate relentlessly. There was a slow drag across that bundle of nerves, and it was too much. Too much sensation, too much pleasure. I was full, more full than I’d ever been before, and I swear I could actually feel his hot cum filling me up. I didn’t even give a fuck that we hadn’t used a condom, although I should have. There was only pleasure, like he was marking me.
His teeth dug into my neck as he growled, and his cock filled me up, and then I came again… still? I didn’t even know. I only knew that the intensity was beyond anything I had ever felt, and I didn’t think I would survive. But fuck, what a way to go. It went on and on and on, and I didn’t know where I ended and Dex began.
It was just… God, it was too much. I felt like pieces of me were breaking off and floating around, like the world was hazy and smoky as flickering light danced behind my eyelids. I had no idea how much time passed while we both moaned and rode the waves of our orgasms. I had never experienced such prolonged pleasure, and I didn’t know if it had been two minutes or twenty, although it felt like we’d been locked together for an eternity.
Eventually, I managed to peel my eyelids open. Dex was still on top of me and still hard inside me, although I didn’t feel so crazy full anymore. Dex surrounded me with his heat, although he was careful not to crush me. Our panting breaths filled the quiet room, and his head was buried in my neck.
Only… the flickering light wasn’t just behind my eyelids.
What the fuck?
“Dex?” I asked, suddenly unsure. “I think the bed is on fire.”