I just wanted every part of him.
“I want tonight to be about us,” I said. “Just us. Nothing else exists outside this room, okay?”
Luckily, Phoenix seemed to understand what I was saying because he kissed me gently and then he started making love to me all over again. But it wasn’t just him loving me. At one point, Phoenix rolled us so he was on his back and I took complete advantage and explored his body the way he had mine. When I reached his cock, I didn’t hesitate to suck it to the back of my throat. Even when he began fucking my mouth, I took pleasure in the act. With T and Gun, my goal had been to get them off as soon as possible. With Phoenix, I wanted to draw out the pleasure, so I purposefully kept him on edge. And instead of cursing me or trying to force me to suck him harder or longer or faster, he praised me and told me how good it felt and how he just wanted more.
It was a heady experience and I was on cloud nine.
Until Phoenix rolled me on my back and his cock brushed over my hole.
And then I locked up tight and squeaked out a muffled protest as I waited for him to shove into me.
“Baby, open your eyes,” Phoenix said as his fingers skimmed my cheek.
I did as he told me, though I didn’t remember closing them.
“I’m sorry,” I said as I realized what I’d done. For whatever reason, that simple act of his dick touching my hole had made me forget where I was.
And who I was with.
“It’s okay, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I don’t want to stop,” I blurted, because I could see from the way he was looking at me that he was going to suggest just that. “I just got a little lost.”
“I know, baby, and it’s okay. We can keep going if that’s what you really want.”
I nodded, because that was exactly what I wanted. I tried to push past the embarrassment, but it wasn’t easy. But Phoenix seemed to be in no rush as he began kissing me again. Whenever he shifted his hips, I tensed up, but as soon as he reminded me to open my eyes, I relaxed. At one point, he levered off me and said, “Are you sure? You can still stop me whenever you want, but I just want to make sure you’re still with me, one hundred percent.”
“I am,” I said. Yes, I was scared. I wouldn’t lie to myself about that. But I was also eager to take this final step with him.
Phoenix climbed off me long enough to get a condom and a bottle of lube from his nightstand drawer.
“Move up here,” he said as he motioned to the head of the bed. He sweetly made sure my head was comfortably supported by a couple of pillows before he settled back down on top of me. As before, he kissed me to get my body back to the edge and then kept me there by grinding our dicks together. I tensed when he got the bottle of lube open and put some on his fingers, but I kept it together as his hand moved between my legs. If he hadn’t been kissing me, it would have been harder for me to not react when his finger began probing my entrance. But with every stroke of his lush tongue over mine, my fear over what was coming began to diminish. It stung when his finger pushed into me just a little bit, but instead of ignoring my discomfort, he settled his arm around my shoulders and waited for my body to adjust. And the entire time, he nuzzled my ear and kept telling me he loved me and how beautiful I was.
When my body would relax around the digit, he’d slide more of it into me. He never did anything that caught me off guard and he constantly reminded me to look at him. The intensity in his eyes was overwhelming. I didn’t think it possible, but I fell in love with him even more when I saw the effort he was making to make this good for me. While I’d had the benefit of having had one orgasm already, he hadn’t.
By the time his finger was completely inside of me, my need had grown again and I was eager to get his mouth back on mine. When I tugged Phoenix down, he happily covered my mouth with his and kissed me hungrily. He captured my moan as his finger pulled out of me before carefully easing back in. It still stung, but there was something else too. Something more than just the sparks of electricity licking at my balls.
It was a hunger of some kind.