Chapter 30

CHAPTER THIRTY

RIO

The comedy club was an amazing experience, but I'm excited to get Sasha back to my room and be alone with him.

We've been messing around a lot and have found so many different ways to get off, but we haven't had sex yet, and I'm hoping tonight we can make that change. Sasha keeps making comments about taking my giant cock, so I know he's on board. I've been the apprehensive one.

Thankfully, Monster and Bronny are both in their rooms when we get back to my apartment, so I don't have to face my friends' ribbing.

Once my bedroom door is shut, I grab Sasha and smash our lips together, pressing him against the door.

"I need you," I whisper against his lips before diving in for more. "Want to be inside you," I tell him as I trail kisses along his jaw and down his neck.

"Really?" Sasha squeaks the word out, and I grind my hard cock into his hip in response.

"I know we've been taking our time, but I'm ready," I assure him, stepping back to take my jacket off and pull my shirt over my head.

"Fuck, I've been waiting for you to say those words," he replies, quickly stripping out of his own clothes.

"Get on the bed on all fours," I instruct, not missing the way Sasha's eyes light up at my bossy side.

"Yes, Sir," he practically purrs the words before strutting toward the bed and assuming the position.

I take a deep breath as I stare at Sasha's perfect body. His strong legs and arms hold him in place, and his back gently rises and falls with each breath. His delicious cock hangs heavy between his legs, already hard as a rock.

Licking my lips, I step toward him, then kneel between his legs and use my hands to spread his cheeks apart.

"So fucking perfect," I whisper before leaning forward and trailing my tongue across his pucker.

"God," he cries out in a breathy tone, his head lifting back as he does, which results in his spine curving down.

"You like that baby?" I inquire before swirling my tongue around his star again.

"Ungh," he responds, and I can't help but chuckle at his nonsense.

"You taste so fucking good," I tell him before stiffening my tongue, shoving it through the tight muscles of his entrance. "I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of you."

I suck on my fingers before returning to enjoy the delicious taste of my man. As I eat his ass, I gently slide in one finger alongside my tongue and smile as his needy moans and whimpers get louder. He eventually drops his head to the bed to bite my comforter and muffle his noises. We really need a night alone where we don't have to worry about being too loud.

I take my time stretching Sasha with my tongue and fingers, knowing that I'm not small and I really don't want to hurt him.

"I need you," Sasha begs, but I shake my head.

"Not yet. I want to make sure you're good and stretched," I tell him, then slide my fingers out, not missing the way he whimpers at the loss. "It's okay, baby. I'm going to take good care of you, but I want you to flip over."

While he gets into position, I open my nightstand drawer and grab the bottle of lube and a condom. I don't need the condom just yet, but the second he's ready, I'm going to want to be balls deep inside him, and I won't want to stop to grab the proper supplies.

"Grab the backs of your thighs and show me that gorgeous pucker," I tell him as I pour a generous amount of lube onto my fingers.

My man obeys instantly, and I bite my lower lip at how perfectly he's presenting himself to me.

Slowly I slide three fingers inside him while trailing kisses down his leg toward his leaking cock.

"Shit, that feels so good," Sasha moans out as I continue to stretch him. "But I need your cock."

"Soon, baby," I assure him. "I don't want to hurt you."

He shakes his head, his beautiful hair rubbing against the bed and sprawling out around him like a halo. "You won't hurt me. I promise. I like the burn. Please just fuck me already."

"One more finger," I tell him, pressing my pinky in along with the other fingers.

"F-f-fuuuckkkk," he cries out, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

"God, you look so good with my fingers inside you," I tell him as I pump them in and out of his tight channel.

"N-n-need… yoooou," he pants the words out, and I decide that I also can't wait any longer.

Carefully I pull my fingers out, then sheath myself in the condom and pour more lube onto my cock before positioning myself at his entrance.

"Ready, baby?" I check while holding myself tightly at the base.

As soon as he nods, I begin to inch myself inside of him, taking my time and allowing his body to get used to my size.

"Holy fucking shit," he moans out as I slowly enter him.

His hole is so fucking tight that it's literally choking my cock, almost making it hard to breathe.

"More," he pleads when I pause, and I can't keep back the groan that slips past my lips as I push in farther and farther until I'm all the way in.

My heart races, and I lean forward to kiss my man.

"How are you doing?" I check once I've caught my breath.

"Soooo good, but I'm ready for you to fuck me," he informs me like the needy little slut he is.

"I don't think I'm going to last long," I tell him.

"That's okay, neither will I," he replies.

I nod, then kiss him again before pulling my hips back and then slamming into him.

Both of us moan as I find a rhythm, his channel milking me each time I thrust in and out of him. My spine begins to tingle, so I grab hold of his cock and start to jack him off, trying to keep it in rhythm with my thrusts, but as my orgasm draws nearer, it becomes difficult.

"Fuck. Shit. Fuck," Sasha curses as his cock pulses in my fist and thick ropes of cum shoot out, covering his abs and chest.

As his climax takes over his body, he clamps down around me, and it's almost painful how tight his hold becomes on me.

"Jeeeesuusss," I breathe out the word, and my movements become jagged as my own release takes over me.

The orgasm is so intense it literally takes my breath away. Once I'm able to breathe again, I suck in a giant breath of air, gasping a little as I try to fill my lungs again.

My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that I almost wonder if Sasha can hear it.

Both Sasha and I are silent for a few moments; the only sound in the room is our pants.

"I knew that was going to be amazing, but I didn't realize it was damn near going to kill me," Sasha says once he can talk again.

I chuckle, and Sasha makes a face. I'm not sure what to call it. It's somewhere between a grimace and a confused expression. "Your cock jiggles inside me when you laugh. It's weird and I'm not sure if I like it or not," he tells me, and I can't help but laugh again. He shakes his head, scrunching his nose. "Yeah, I don't think I like it."

Not wanting to cause him any discomfort, I slowly slide out of him, then tie off the condom and throw it in my trash can. Once that's taken care of, I get up and grab the clean towel I placed on my dresser earlier today when I decided this was what I wanted to do. I make my way back to my man who looks blissed out and sleepy and gently clean him up.

"What a gentleman," Sasha murmurs.

I toss the soiled towel in the general direction of my hamper, not caring if it actually makes its way in, and turn off the lights before climbing back into bed with Sasha.

"I love you," I whisper, pulling him into my arms.

"I love you so much it almost scares me," Sasha tells me, and I tilt my head to the side.

"Why would it scare you?" I question, trailing my hand up and down his back as I wait for his response.

"Because I've never experienced a love like this before. I'm afraid I'm going to mess it up."

"That's impossible," I tell him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "We're going to have ups and downs, and we'll both make mistakes along the way, but you can't mess up love. You just keep trying every day. As long as you are doing your best and you never stop loving me, then there's nothing to worry about."

Soft lips press against my chest, and the touch shoots directly to my heart, warming it with love.

"Thank you for loving me," he tells me in a soft voice.

"No thanks is needed. I'm going to love you until the day that I die," I vow to him.

"Same," he replies.

I give him a gentle squeeze, letting him know just how much that one word means to me. Forever is a long time, but I think as long as we keep trying, we can make it.