Page 49 of Irreconcilable Attractions (Westwend Boys #1)

I continued to insistently rub his spot with each thrust, drunk on the knowledge that it was my fingers that had turned Colton into the cursing, panting mess before me.

After a few more moments of stretching, I slid a third finger in, letting his body and words guide me.

By the time he was rocking back onto my digits again, I felt on the verge of exploding the moment I entered him.

He quickly suited me up before pouring on a generous amount of lube and slicking the entirety of my length.

Our eyes locked as he flipped around, lining up his opening over my cockhead, and my hands found purchase on his hips to help guide him down.

Watching his face as my cock slid into him for the first time was going to be a sight seared into my memory for the rest of my life. The way his mouth dropped open, his eyes glazing over in lust, and the moan that fell from him was downright sinful.

The slow descent he took was maddening, but I gritted my teeth.

And when his ass met my groin, my eyes almost rolled back into my head from the sheer intensity of everything I felt.

My heart hammered rapidly in my chest, affection and desire swirling in equal measure inside me.

Gently, I repositioned myself to a more upright position, planting my feet on the bed for stability.

My breathing stuttered out in heavy pants as Colton began circling his hips, letting himself adjust to the intrusion of my cock.

My hole clenched again, feeling oddly empty.

“Fuck, you feel good.” He rasped, throwing his head back and using my bent knees to leverage himself so he could bounce lightly on my lap.

“Please, Colton.” I practically whined, pressing my fingertips tightly into his hips. My body burned with a desire I couldn’t name but instinctually knew only he could satiate.

His hips slammed back, my eyes glued to where my cock disappeared inside him repeatedly.

A slight shift of my hips had a choked cry tearing from Colton’s mouth.

“Right there, baby. Fuck me right there.” He demanded, his head dropping forward as he held himself still.

Pressing into the mattress for leverage, I thrust up into him with bruising force, desperate to give him what he needed from me.

He kept praising me, telling me how good my cock felt inside him, and how sexy I looked fucking him.

But somehow, it wasn’t enough. My chest burned with the effort, my body aching for release that was just outside my grasp.

My hips faltered, a whine tearing from me as I tried to reconcile how being inside this beautiful man could be anything other than perfect.

“ Colton …” His name was a plea pulled from my lips.

Green hues full of so much heat locked onto mine. “What do you need, baby?”

“I-I… I need…”

Colton’s eyes roamed over my face, searching for the answers I couldn’t push from my throat. “Tell me.”

“You!” The single word tore from me in a near sob.

Shifting his weight, Colton grabbed the lube, quickly coating a finger before he leaned back and pressed it between my cheeks. Just the pressure alone had my insides lighting up with relief, but when it breached me, my body soared. The moan that left me was feral and full of hedonistic desire.

“That what you need, baby?” He pressed his finger in further, the angle awkward and not nearly filling me enough.

“More! Please, fuck. More, Colton!” I rocked my hips, trying to move his finger further inside me with little relief to the burning need consuming me.

Colton’s chest heaved, his eyes scanning over my face before pulling his finger from me and slowly lifting himself off my cock. I wanted to scream, the sensation of emptiness and the loss of his heat feeling overwhelming, but it died on my lips as he settled himself between my legs.

He made quick work of slicking his fingers before roughly pushing one in to the knuckle. Colton’s fingers pumped in rapid motion before he quickly added a second followed by a third a little bit later, my back arching at the delicious burn that followed.

Fuck, this was what I needed.

“Fuck me, please, fuck me.” I babbled, spreading my legs to entice him into heeding my request. His jaw clenched as he swore, fingers scrambling to slide the condom over his own length before coating it in lube.

The sensation of Colton’s cock sliding inside me was like coming home. My hips arched up to meet him, rocking to take him in slow, aborted thrusts as I adjusted to being filled by him. My eyes stung with unshed tears at the rightness. This was exactly where he belonged.

“This what you need, baby? My cock filling your hole so you can come?” His gruff timbre sent chills down my spine as he held eye contact.

I nodded frantically, pure ecstasy coursing through me when he began to move in earnest. His hips picked up rhythm until he was slamming into me with such force, our bodies shifted up the bed, the euphoria making my moans quickly turn to whimpering babbles of ‘more’ and ‘yes’.

When his cock passed over my prostate, stars danced in my vision, my body lighting up. Electric pulses danced along every nerve, pouring gasoline on the fire that built in my gut. My release was right there—so close to the surface.

“I’m going to come!” I cried, reaching down to jack my cock. Colton’s hand slapped mine away, ripping my condom off before taking over the rapid ministrations to my aching erection.

“Come for me, Derek. Come on my cock,” he commanded, the words feeling like the permission I needed to jump headfirst off the cliff. Cum splattered hot against my chest and abs as I nearly sobbed through my climax.

“Fuck yes!” He growled, pounding his hips into me as he milked me through my orgasm. “Look at you, so beautiful covered in cum.”

It didn’t take long for Colton to find his own release, his hips faltering and body tensing before he slammed home one last time and stilled.

My vision went hazy around the edges, a slurred moan leaving my lips at the knowledge he was filling the condom inside me.

After a moment, his weight came down blanketing my body, helping to ease me back to Earth from my endorphin high.

I nuzzled my nose into his hair, my heart feeling full to bursting after that incredible experience.

“Love you.” I whispered.

“Love you.” He whispered back.

“Is it okay you ended up fucking me again?” I asked after a moment, licking my dry lips and feeling slightly self conscious. Bottoming had been an experience Colton wanted to share with me and I’d turned it into satiating my own desires.

He propped himself up onto one elbow, looking down on me with slightly glazed eyes. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”

“You said you wanted to bottom tonight, but in the end, you still topped me.” I pointed out, pushing some of his wild hair back behind his ear. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, more-so due to nerves than residual from our exertion.

Colton’s eyebrows scrunched together. “I don’t care what position I’m in as long as we’re both getting off. We tried something different tonight, but it wasn’t getting you off, so we switched.” He sounded so matter-of-fact.

“And that doesn’t bother you? That you didn’t get to come as a bottom?” I pressed.

He shifted into a more upright position, his hands moving to cup both of my cheeks.

“Baby, I could never bottom again and be absolutely, one hundred percent happy. Sex with you is the best I’ve ever had and a position is not going to change that.

This was more about you getting to explore than because I felt I was missing something in the bedroom. I’m sorry if it came across that way.”

Warmth bloomed in my chest as I pressed my face into one of his hands.

“I just want to make sure that your needs are being met, too.”

His thumb swiped over my lip before he pressed a soft kiss to it. “With you? Always.”