Above and Beyond (Twist of Fate 4)

Zach licked me a few more times and then he took my crown into his mouth.

"Oh fuck," I cried, arching my back. It felt so good that I wasn't capable of saying anything else. In fact, when he sucked on me a few more times, I gave up on trying to hold myself up so I could watch and crashed back onto the bed. I’d never actually let myself fantasize about Zach doing this to me because I’d just assumed he wouldn't want to. Even if I had fantasized about it, the reality couldn't compare to anything I could have ever come up with on my own. I’d masturbated plenty of times, but my own hand certainly didn't measure up to Zach's talented mouth. By the time Zach's nose was pressed against my groin and my dick was firmly buried down his throat, I was nothing but one big exposed nerve directly connected to Zach's mouth. He controlled every aspect of my body with just the flick of his tongue and the gentleness of his mouth.

I fisted my hands in the bedding as Zach began to bob his head up and down on me. I lost all sense of time and reality. My only goal was to come. But it didn't happen. Zach just kept driving me higher and higher and as soon as I’d get close, he'd back off and move on to another part of my body. When the raging desire calmed just a little, he'd start all over again. By the time I was begging him with incoherent sobs for relief, I hadn’t even realized what his plan was. But there was no missing his probing finger at my entrance. The move had some of my senses returning, but admittedly, it was difficult to focus on his finger when his mouth was going to town on my dick.

I had no clue how long Zach worked my hole with his gentle touch, but when the tip of his finger began to breach me, instead of fearing it, I welcomed it because I suddenly felt too empty. It hadn't been like that when Zach had been trying to put himself inside me during our first encounter. That time, my body had locked up so tight that I’d been unable to focus on anything but the pain. But now when my muscles gave way and Zach's digit penetrated me, it didn't hurt. It felt strange, yes, but it didn't hurt.

I gave over to Zach completely in that moment because I realized everything that he was doing was for me. My pleasure was all that mattered to him. Even if his end goal was to fuck me, it was clear he wanted me to enjoy the experience too.

Yeah, I was definitely a goner for Zach Warner.

Zach took his time letting my body adjust to his finger. When he began to slide it in and out of me, I was stunned by how good it felt. He was still using his mouth on my dick, but only to make sure I couldn't focus for too long on any one thing. When he added a second finger, there was a coolness that came along with it and I assumed it was lube. I knew I should probably ask him if he had another condom, but the truth was I didn't care. I knew I should, but my trust in Zach was implicit. He’d take care of me and that was what I needed more in this moment than anything I'd ever needed in my entire life.

The torment of Zach's mouth and fingers had my body strung up tight, so when he released my cock and moved over me so he could kiss me, all while keeping his fingers inside me, I smashed my mouth against his so I could show him what his torment had been doing to me. He let me kiss him like I wanted, and when I finally pulled back so I could take in a breath, I swore I saw him smile again. But it didn't last. Instead, his free hand came up to caress my temple and he pressed soft kisses to the corners of my mouth. "You still want this, sweetheart?" he asked. "I can make you come like this, with my mouth and my hand."

If someone had told me that Zach Warner would be offering to pleasure me in return for nothing at all, I would have called them insane. Up until that moment, it had never even occurred to me that my pleasure was all Zach was thinking about. I almost made the mistake of blurting right then and there that I loved him, but luckily something in my head kept the words where they belonged… inside.

"Want you," I began to say, but then I had to pause so I could get control of my emotions because those damn tears were back and threatening to fall. "Want all of you, Zach," I somehow managed to get out. "Please."