Page 25 of Ignition

“Good boy.”

The praise did something to my brain chemistry I couldn’t examine too closely, because suddenly he picked up the pace fully and forced me to cum all over us both.

Every ounce of me felt spent, fully given over to Nick.

I slumped boneless against the front seat, trying to drag my soul back into my body.

Though relaxation wasn’t in the cards for me for long.

My entire body clenched as a slick finger found it’s way to my hole.

“What are you doing?” I snapped.

Nick was long gone, this lustful incubus left in his place. His eyes were heavy lidded, his cock still hard as a rock.

“Getting you ready.”

“For what?”

He lifted his brow. “For me to fuck you.”

The argument on my tongue fizzled away as I actually took in his words. Hearing him say it made my soft cock try to rally.

“Why can’tIfuck you?” I asked.

“Funny.” He rolled his eyes, piercing me with his slick finger.

I hissed, the intrusion strange and painful. I’d never even tried it myself, so it was hard to know what to expect.

“You couldn’t handle it,” Nick said, pushing in further, working to loosen the muscles carefully.

“I totally could!” I said, though I didn’t know how I’d manage. I could hardly breathe.

“Relax,” Nick murmured, kissing my neck, the act of sweetness catching me off guard.

“Easy for you to say,” I said. He didn’t have someone’s finger up his ass.

“If you stop tensing, it’ll feel good.”

“How do you know?”

“I don’t think you want me to answer that right now.”

I froze. Had Nick… been with another guy? When? Did he let that dickwad fuck him?

Not that I cared… I didn’t.

Nick brought our lips together, bringing me back to the present. I became so wrapped up in it, I didn’t notice how comfortable his movements began feeling.

But it started all over again when he added a second finger to the mix.

“Fuck,” I cursed against his lips.

“Keep relaxing,” he said. “You’re doing really well for me, mi feo.”

Those damn words of affirmation again. Apparently I had a thing for it, because I did exactly what he asked until I was comfortable.

The process repeated until I could take three of his fingers with ease, pressing in and out of me. My arms stayed gripped around his neck, using our kisses to distract myself.