Page 122 of Clean Finish

After a few seconds, they broke through and sank deep. Seb shuddered with a low groan, rocking his hips to slide them in and out. My heart pounding, I crushed my mouth harder to his, feverishly thrusting my tongue just like my fingers pumping into his ass.

A minute or two later, when he murmured against my lips, “Now three,” my pulse leaped. Wait… was he making me get him ready so I could…

Oh my god. My cock leaped off my belly, already leaking. Breathing hard, I carefully pushed three fingers inside him. It was a struggle at first, and Seb’s back muscles rippled as he groaned through clenched teeth, panting against my cheek.

“Are you okay?” I whispered unsteadily. He nodded, crushing his mouth roughly back to mine and thrusting his tongue deep.

Was he going to let me fuck him? My heart was thudding hard in my chest, some of the old nerves returning. What if I was really bad at it? What if I came the moment I got inside him? That was a very, very real possibility. Almost a guarantee, if I was being honest.

Soon, Seb was sitting up and shifting back, dislodging my fingers as he grabbed the lube with trembling hands and squirted some into his palm. I gasped as he reached down and fisted my cock, getting it slippery.

“Do you want to fuck me, Lark?” he asked, voice unsteady as he reached back between his legs to smooth more lube over his hole.

“Yes,” I croaked immediately, restlessly clutching his hips, then blurted, “I’m sorry if I come too soon.”

He chuckled, grabbing the base of my cock and tilting it up as he got into position. Oh my god. Oh my god.

“That doesn’t matter.” He paused and looked down at me, thick thighs tense as he held still. “Are you sure, sweetheart?” he asked softly. “We can wait.”

I pressed my trembling lips together to hold back a whimper. I wanted to hear him call me that again.

“I’m sure.” I smiled up at him, smoothing my hands down his thighs. “Can we… can we stay like this?”

He grinned, lowering himself until the tip of my cock nudged his hole. I gasped, shuddering and digging my fingers into his thighs.

“Of course we can,” he rumbled. I felt his hole relax against me, and then the tip of my cock slipped inside. “I want to watch you while I ride your dick.”

“Oh my god,” I breathed, shuddering non-stop as smooth heat clenched tight around my cockhead. “Oh my god. Seb…”

“How does it feel?” He let go of my cock, inching it inside him with tiny thrusts as he leaned forward and smoothed a palm up my chest. I was already trembling, trying to catch my breath as I clutched his thighs.

“T-tight. It’s—fuck, it’s so hot.” I looked up at him, catching the tension in his features as he worked me inside him. “Is… is it okay?” I asked anxiously. My dick wasn’t particularly big or anything, but I hated the thought of him being in pain. “Does it hurt? We can—”

“It doesn’t hurt.” He shook his head and smiled down at me. “Just a tight fit. It’s been a while.”

My breath shuddered out of me as I looked down to see my cock tunnelling inside him. It pulsed, already painfully hard. Seb’s big dick was still stiff, hovering over my stomach, so hopefully he wasn’t in too much discomfort.

“What does it feel like for you?” I asked breathlessly, relaxing my grip on his thighs to smooth my hands up and grasp his hips.

His weight finally settled on me, my cock buried to the hilt inside him. I bit down hard on my lower lip at the feel of smooth heat surrounding my length. I was already on the brink of coming. I was pretty sure if he moved so much as an inch, I would explode.

“Like… pressure, but a good kind of pressure. Fullness.” I could tell he was trying to describe it in a way that would help me prepare for when I bottomed. He leaned down and brushed his mouth against mine. “And you’re so hard. It already feels good. You feel amazing, Lark.”

A breathy moan escaped me as I lifted my head to mould my lips to his. Seb groaned. He clenched around my dick, making me shudder as my mouth went slack against his.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed. “I’m… I’m not gonna last long.”

“I don’t care.” He pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “I want to move, Lark. Are you ready?”

I nodded desperately, clawing at his hips as he lifted up until just the head of my cock was still inside him. Then he sank back down, languid and unhurried. My toes curled, and I clamped my lips together to try and contain my cry as my head tipped back.

“Mmm.”

I could feel him watching me intently as he moaned. When he did it again, the air punched out of me in a rush.

“Oh my god,” I panted, shuddering even harder as he pressed a tonguing kiss to my exposed throat.

Seb was breathing faster as he lifted his head and crushed his mouth to mine. His tongue thrust inside, and we kissed messily as he rocked his hips again and again, sliding up and down my dick. Soon his panting breaths turned into hoarse grunts, his big body trembling on top of me.