Page 38 of Irreconcilable Attractions (Westwend Boys #1)
Colton
Derek complied almost instantly, making his way from my bathroom to lay himself out on my bed.
I took a moment to collect myself. Even with the orgasm, I felt keyed up and desperate for another round with him. I’d hoped that coming once would help satiate some of the burning lust, and in a way it did—but not enough.
I needed to bury myself inside Derek. Listen to him cry out my name till his voice was hoarse. I wanted him sobbing while I wrecked his pretty little hole. To know he was ruined for any other man.
My eyes closed at the visual as I let out a slow breath from my nose.
I needed to remind myself that while this was our first night together, this was Derek’s first time with a man, ever. He deserved better than me unable to control myself enough to ensure I didn’t hurt him.
With that resolve made, I walked into my room. Derek was already up against my headboard, lazily stroking at his semi-erect dick.
Igrinned. “Damn, that didn’t take you long. ”
He shrugged a little. “What can I say? Doesn’t take much when I’m this excited.”
I bit the inside of my cheek, needing to center myself again. This is Derek’s first time .
Making my way to the nightstand, I busied myself with gathering the supplies we needed instead of focusing on the burning desire that was once again pumping through my veins.
Derek’s eyes never left me as I laid everything out and then crawled onto the bed beside him.
“I have to prep you before any fucking is going to happen.” I told him, leaning across his body to press a gentle kiss to his lips. He shifted, tilting his hips toward me in invitation.
I chuckled, grabbing a pillow to prop under his ass.
When he was settled, I spread his legs apart and slid between them.
The heated look he shot me was everything—having Derek laid out like this before me was a dream come true.
I needed to remember that and cherish this moment instead of letting my darker desires take over.
Blanketing myself over him, I began to pepper kisses along his neck and jaw. He groaned, fingers trailing over my sides and along my back, before turning his head to slot our mouths together. Our tongues tangled against each other in an erotic slide that sent bolts of lust straight to my dick.
Derek’s hands tangled into my hair, lightly running his fingernails over my scalp, which elicited a deep moan from me. His teeth grazed over my lower lip and my still recovering cock throbbed in response.
I could feel Derek’s dick rubbing against my hip, fully erect and hot against my skin. My chest puffed with a mix of elation and awe at realizing I could get him this hard again so quickly after coming—that he was this eager to have me inside him.
After a few more seconds of greedily making out, I fumbled around until I found the lube bottle without breaking away.
Trailing open mouthed kisses down his neck, I managed to snick the lid open with one hand.
Derek was breathing heavily, his fingers still in my hair as he rocked his hips up into mine.
I pulled back, coating a few fingers before rubbing it around to warm them up.
Derek’s eyes were blown wide as I pushed one leg back, exposing that dusky hole.
Gently, I rubbed circles around his puckered flesh, reveling in the soft moans that escaped him as I did.
I ran a slick line up and down his hole, coating his crease and taint too.
He was wet-looking and shiny by the time I was done, making my gut clench with desperation and anticipation in equal measure.
His hole was going to look absolutely perfect stretched around my cock, filled completely to the brim.
“You ready, baby?” I asked, placing one finger against his entrance after adding more lube. My eyes glanced up to meet his—the beautiful brown of his irises nearly hidden by the pitch black of his pupils.
He nodded, slowly sucking in some air. The slide into his warmth was incredibly erotic as I watched Derek bear down to accept my finger, while slowly releasing his breath.
A soft moan slipped from my lips at how well he took me tunneling into the knuckle.
It didn’t matter how many times I’d seen this sight, it would alwaysbe just as thrilling as the first.
Derek groaned, dropping his back to the pillows behind him when I started to pulse in and out with small movements.
“Good?” I made sure, looking up at his face.
We’d messed around plenty with just one finger, but excitement and nerves could change things quickly in the heat of the moment.
He nodded quickly, spreading himself wider by holding his other leg back.
The sight made a rumbling groan come from deep within me.
Derek’s cocky smirk told me he knew just how badly it affected me.
He could be such a brat sometimes, but instead of teaching him the lesson he so clearly deserved, I reminded myself how quickly this night could sour if I let myself get too carried away.
Letting that thought center me, I continued to pump my finger inside Derek. Once he was ready, I slowly pressed a second in beside the first. We both moaned in unison as his hole greedily took my digits to the knuckle on the first pass.
“What a good boy.” I praised, taking hold of his cock to pump him lazily through the stretch.
He throbbed in my hand at the words, making my lips pull into a smirk.
I loved how responsive he was to me. After a few strokes of his dick, I felt his body relax, allowing me to slowly work my fingers in and out.
The way his rim stretched around my digits was obscene and beautiful in equal measure.
Derek’s hips rolling back to meet my hand had me glancing up.
Those kiss swollen lips were parted as he panted, the nails of one hand biting into the skin at the back of his leg, the other fisting the sheet beside him.
Without taking my eyes off his face, I crooked my fingers inside him, searching for the spongey spot that lit him up.
“Oh god, fuck, there!” Derek cried out, back arching off the bed as more mulls of pleasure escaped him when I found it. My cock once again stood at attention, and the lust-filled sounds that Derek made had it aching for some action.
Derek adjusted himself, pressing his palms into the mattress to get some leverage so he could fuck my fingers, seeking the mind-numbing sensations that came with every pass over his prostate.
“So sexy.” I pulled my fingers back enough to scissor them and marveled at how his entrance stretched to accommodate it.
“Fuck me already.” Derek sounded delirious, his chest heaving. He looked so gorgeous with a flush spread over his chest and up his neck, laid out before me with his legs spread wide.
Pre-cum leaked from my tip at the fucked-out expression he already wore, but I shook my head knowing he wasn’t ready yet.
“Soon,” I soothed. “You need more prep.”
Derek let out what sounded like a sob, his head rolling to the side. “I can take it,” he protested.
Had this been any other partner or any other man, I’d have already been suited up and balls deep inside them, especially with the way his voice broke in need.
But, I wasn’t willing to risk Derek feeling even the slightest bit of pain from taking my cock.
I may not have been huge, but anyone would agree that the stretch of a dick could be uncomfortable the first time.
Instead of responding, I continued to pass over his prostate with deliberate pressure. He let his legs fall open, planting his feet on the bed, as he attempted to roll his hips into each slam of my hand. Each desperate moan he emitted felt drugging.
After a few more moments, I reached for the bottle beside me again.
His hole was still slick and shiny, but there was no such thing as too much lube when it came to anal.
He clenched around me tightly when I drizzled the cool liquid directly onto his rim.
The squeeze had me thinking how incredible it’d feel around my cock.
Soon , I told myself.
The third finger had Derek rocking his hips slightly. His face contorted in discomfort and I resumed my slow pumps on his dick, hoping to ease it. I kept my voice husky as I coached him through breathing, all while waiting for the signs that his body was relaxing again.
Before too long, he was pushing back in small movements, as he started to take all three fingers. He was leaking so much pre-cum, making jacking him even easier.
I was on edge again, nearly feral with the need to finally take Derek, and the picture he made wasn’t helping. His muscles rippled as he stretched and strained to take my fingers deeper. The need on his face was so evident with his eyebrows scrunched together and his mouth parted in a silent moan.
When I couldn’t take it any longer, I pulled free of his body, stifling the groan that threatened to escape at the way his hole clenched around nothing. God fucking damn, he was sexy…
“Please tell me you’re going to fuck me now.” Derek pleaded, licking his lips, that needy expression still plastered on his face.
I nodded, struggling to keep my breathing in check. “Yeah, let me get the condom.” Making quick work rolling the latex on and coating myself with more lube, I settled myself completely between Derek’s legs and lined myself up at his entrance.
“Remember to breathe and bear down.” I instructed before slowly pressing forward when he did as I said.
The heat that enveloped me as I popped through the outer ring of muscle felt like it would melt the tip of my dick, and had a gasp leaving me.
A shaky groan from Derek had my hips stilling, and my hands roamed up and down his sides while I let him breathe through the adjustment of the new sensation.
“Such a good boy, taking the head of my cock so well.” I let my voice drop into that low registry I knew drove Derek crazy.