Strung Tight (The Road To Rocktoberfest #1) - Ann Lister Page 0,65

then began to ride it for a few strokes before he stopped to work in a second finger along with the other one. He was so freaking hot inside, hot enough to melt steel, and I wondered how he’d feel wrapped around my dick.

“Scissor your fingers for me,” Dallas suggested, and I happily complied.

He rolled his head to kiss me while I eased a third finger into his channel and then he began to ride my hand. “Curl your index finger, and then feel for my gland right above where you’re touching,” Dallas instructed. I followed his directive and felt around to find the spongy spot I figured he was talking about and touched it lightly. He gasped, and the breathy sound escaping his throat made me shiver. “Yesss, right there. Feels so good.” His hand wrapped around my shaft and stroked me with every slide of my fingers inside his hole. “If you’re ready, then roll on a condom,” he said, and I withdrew my fingers from him.

“I’m so ready,” I admitted. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” I suited up so quickly, I could swear I broke a speed record for doing so and looked at Dallas. “Tell me how to do this, so I don’t hurt you.”

Dallas turned onto his side and draped his leg over my hip to bring his groin to mine. Our cocks bumped, and I couldn’t help but use the lube on my fingers to fist both of our cocks and pull off a few tight strokes. Dallas took over from there and positioned me at his opening. When the head of my dick nestled into the divot of his entrance, I saw Dallas’s eyes flare with arousal.

“Do you still want me?” I asked as I thought about how perfect it felt to be here with him like this.

“I can’t wait to feel you,” Dallas said. “Push in using steady pressure, but go slow so I can adjust to you as you slide in.”

I canted my hips and felt his hole start to soften and then give way. Dallas wrapped his arm around my shoulder to pull me closer just as the head of my cock breached the tight ring at his entrance. I stopped moving and studied Dallas’s face.

“It’s good, I promise,” Dallas said. “Keep going and use the same easy force.”

I tipped my hips forward again, and it felt like Dallas’s body was swallowing me. Heat and an intense tightness sheathed my cock, and I pressed my forehead to his. A moan slipped from my mouth that sounded like a sigh, and maybe it was. I couldn’t be sure what I was saying at this point.

I’d slept with a few girls in high school and several more since I graduated, and it was always mechanical at best. Sure, I got off and so did they, but it wasn’t anything more than a physical release. What I was doing with Dallas was weighted with so many layers of emotions and intimacy that I’d never felt with anyone in bed. It was overwhelming and yet not nearly enough. I could feel a tidal wave roaring toward me, and all I wanted to do was walk into it and be swept away.

I kept the pressure of my cock at his entrance steady and continued to sink deeper and deeper until we were suddenly flush together. The pleasure was blinding, and my instincts to start pounding into him to chase my orgasm was powerful, but this went way beyond getting off, and I didn’t want to miss a single second or nuance that I could be experiencing right now with Dallas. Giving him time to adjust to me, I could feel the steady pulse of his heart squeeze me as his body quivered and flexed around my cock. His face rolled through a series of expressions from extreme focus to a beautiful nirvana-like state right before his eyes opened to hold my gaze. Lust had turned his blue-gray eyes smoky and intense. I’d never seen them look so fluid and filled with need.

“I’ve never felt anything like this,” I whispered to him. “So tight and hot. I could come just from thinking about where my cock is buried right now.”

Dallas smiled at me, which made his eyes glow even more. “Start thrusting.”

I was almost afraid to do as he requested because I knew it would bring on a fierce and all-too-soon orgasm for me that I’d be powerless to prevent. Nonetheless, I wanted to