Page 32 of SaaS & Class

I moaned as he slid his hand beneath the elastic, his fingers tracing the line of my cock until he cupped my erection. My hips rose on their own, pressing into his touch.

Brent spent several seconds teasing along my length. Then he pulled his hand free. “I agree. Let’s get naked.”

He shifted, tucked his fingers into the waistbands of both my trousers and briefs, and started to tug them down.

I lifted my hips to make it easier, then sat up as soon as the fabric hit the floor. I tugged my shirt over my head and tossed it aside at the same time that Brent seemed to have the same idea.

There was no time for buttons.

He pushed his pants down, and I groaned when his hard cock sprang free. It was long and thick, and about to be inside me.

Brent climbed onto the mattress again, crawled over, and pinned me to it once more.

It was so much better without clothes; his skin against mine, hands exploring as we came together for the first time.

We spent a couple of minutes kissing while stroking each other’s cocks, then his fingers traced between my legs and brushed across my entrance.

Raw, unfiltered need surged through me. Two weeks of instinctual drive coalesced into that touch.

“Alpha…” I moaned.

Somehow he understood, and massaged the tight ring of muscle.

I sighed as he pushed his finger inside.

“You’re so wet for me,” he growled as he started working me open.

“I’ll be even wetter once you’ve come inside me a few times and I’m sloppy.”

“I like your thinking,” he replied with a lusty rumble.

He kissed me again as he added a second finger, then a third. Soon I was rocking against his hand, needing more… deeper.

“Please,” I begged, breaking the kiss.

“Are you ready for me, beautiful omega?”

“Yes.”

He shifted, and I started to turn over, but he stopped me.

“I want to see your face when you come, at least the first time,” he said.

I nodded and settled against the pillows. Then I parted my legs for him.

I could almost feel the heat in Brent’s gaze as his eyes traced down my body.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured.

I shivered as his words hit something deep inside, then I lifted my hips for him.

He scooted in, gave himself a few strokes, then lined up.

The pressure… the stretch… it was everything I’d been craving for weeks.

My head fell back, and a long moan escaped.

Brent shifted, leaned in, and started kissing and sucking along my neck.