Finn's Fantasy (Maine Men #1) - K.C. Wells Page 0,71
Joel’s cock and balls, pushing his briefs below them. Then he shifted, and Joel arched his back as Finn’s warm, wet mouth closed over his cock. Instinctively, Joel placed his hands on Finn’s head and held him steady as he pumped, hips rocking as he drove his dick between Finn’s lips. Finn moaned around his shaft as Joel went deep, but he made no effort to stop him.
“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come,” Joel cried out. The sensations were too exquisite, the wetness and warmth too fucking perfect.
Finn was off him in a heartbeat. He grasped Joel’s briefs and tugged them, Joel’s legs in the air as Finn removed them completely. Finn grabbed a cushion and stuffed it under Joel’s ass, then gave his thighs a gentle yet firm push toward Joel’s torso. His heart pounding, Joel held his knees to his chest, groaning at the first tentative touch of Finn’s tongue to his hole. “Holy f-fuck.”
Finn’s only response was to keep right on licking, sucking, and working that pucker, his hands pulling Joel’s ass cheeks wide so he could push his tongue into Joel’s stretched hole. Joel trembled, and the muscles in his abs quivered. Watching Finn’s eyes darken as he probed and licked was hotter than hell.
Finn finally raised his head, his lips shining. “Got a job for you.” He flipped himself around, and Joel was confronted by the sight of Finn’s hefty cock above him.
“I can do that.” He took Finn’s dick in one hand and brought the head to his lips. Finn pushed, and Joel had a mouth full of hot, hard cock. He moaned around it as Finn spread his ass cheeks once more and dove back in there, teasing and licking his hole.
Joel lost track of time, adrift in a world of spiraling intense pleasure and heat that came to a shuddering halt when Finn stretched his hand toward the coffee table and grabbed the box of condoms, followed by the lube.
Oh God.
Finn shifted again to kneel between Joel’s legs. “Now we’re ready.” He squeezed lube onto his fingers, and Joel tensed as he rubbed them over his hole. Finn stilled instantly. “Breathe, okay? You know what to do. And trust me, your ass is gonna remember how amazing this feels.”
Joel took a deep breath and willed himself to relax. Finn slid a finger inside him, and he winced a little, taking deeper breaths. Finn didn’t rush things. He took his time and the burn faded. Joel curled his fingers around his dick and tugged on it, gentle strokes to match the motion of Finn’s finger in his ass. Then Finn found his prostate, and Joel moaned.
“Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” Joel rocked his ass a bit higher, riding that finger, seeking more of the sensations. Finn added another slick finger, and that stretched feeling was back. Finn didn’t pick up the pace, but maintained that steady slide-in-slide-out motion, until Joel’s need was white-hot.
Then Finn stopped, and Joel knew what was coming.
Finn grabbed a condom from the box, tore open the wrapper, and unfurled the latex over his dick. “How do you want this?” His hand was gentle on Joel’s belly. “Your ass, your choice.”
Joel didn’t hesitate. “Can I ride you?”
Finn smiled. “You can do anything you want.” He lay on his back and squeezed lube over his solid shaft, smearing it with his fingers. He set the bottle down and held his arms wide. “Come here.”
Joel straddled his hips and leaned over. Finn wrapped his arms around Joel and they kissed, Finn’s dick sliding through Joel’s crease as Finn rocked his hips. Finn cradled Joel’s head in his hands, and it made Joel’s heart ache to feel so… cherished.
“When you’re ready, guide me in,” Finn whispered.
Joel swallowed. “I’m ready now.” He reached back and brought the head of Finn’s cock to his hole. He held it there, trembling.
Finn looked Joel in the eye. “Tell me I can move.” Joel nodded, Finn visibly held his breath as he pushed—and Joel sighed as Finn’s dick slid home.
They stilled, Finn’s hands on his ass, Joel’s on the seat cushion on either side of Finn’s chest. Finn’s soft sigh echoed his. “Oh my God. You’re so tight around me.”
“Are you all the way inside me?”
Finn nodded, his lips parted, his eyes shining. “So good.”
Joel gave an experimental roll of his hips, and moaned at the result. “You were right. It does feel amazing.” That glorious sensation of feeling full, of being stretched…