His Saint (Forever Wilde #5)

by Lucy Lennox

I moved my mouth up next to the shell of his ear and brushed my lips over it, setting off a violent shudder in him. “You need to come, baby?” I whispered into his ear as I clasped my large hand around his cock and pulled once.

Godfuckingdammit.

took a deep breath and held it a few beats before blowing it out. My chest hurt and I felt tired all of a sudden. After powering my phone completely off and shoving it in a kitchen drawer, I returned to my seat at the table and swirled my fork through my spaghetti. There was no way I could put another

bite of it past my lips. I’d completely lost my appetite.

“Holy shit, Augie. That’s fantastic.”

Suddenly the tears sprang past my defenses, and I was powerless to stop them. “It’s Saint,” I said in a choked whisper.

It defied all logic, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I wanted that man to fuck me. I wanted his fingers, his tongue, his anyfuckingthing in my ass, and I didn’t want to wait another minute.

“Fuck me,” I begged. “Please, please fuck me.”

“No,” I said with fingers over his lips. “Don’t say no. Don’t ask me if I’m sure. Don’t make me wait one more minute to feel you. Please, Saint.”

The man flipped to his belly without hesitation, and when I grabbed his hips to pull them into the air, his cock began dripping precum like a faucet.

I needed his sweet taste in my mouth first. Translucent strings glistened from his belly to the tip of his cock, and full beads of fluid spilled over the edge of his crown. My mouth watered at the sight.

“Jesusfuckingchrist,”

“Have you forgotten being edged the other night?” I asked. “You think I’d let you come this soon? Are you out of your mind?”

I pressed against it with my tongue before continuing down to his tiny pink hole.

Fuck, I wanted in that hole. It was calling to me, and the idea it had never taken a cock before had me harder than I’d ever been. I reached my tongue out to tease it lightly, and Augie shouted.

“Oh god, o...

“What are you—?” he gasped. “That feels… oh my god.”

“Get it wet,” I demanded. “Very wet.”

“Shhh, it’s okay. Deep breath. Open for me. That’s it… Let me in, Augie. I want to be

inside you.”

“God, your cock is fucking enormous,” he muttered. “How do you walk around with that thing—oh my fucking god, do that again!”

“You are so damned cute right now,” I said quietly as I reached out to wash him off. “Go to sleep. I’m not going anywhere.” “That’s what I thought last time,” he said. “Neckie had the baby,” I said. “I had to leave. MJ needed me. I didn’t want to wake you up, so I left a note.”

“You thought I just left with no note?” I asked.

“Well, yeah. What else was I supposed to think? When I woke up, you were gone.”

“I’m sorry. I wouldn’t have done that to you, Augie.”

Find someone to love and love him well.”

I reached out my lips to suck a path along his collarbone and down to his nipple.

I forced all rational thought out of my head and let go. As his tongue and teeth bathed, nipped, and explored every inch of my body, I thought I’d happily died and gone to heaven. He was so attentive, so possessive in a way no one had ever been with me. I let myself fantasize that he was claiming my body for his own, claiming me for his own.

This is something that’s going to happen to you, and it’s going to blow your mind.

“Good… it’s a very good thing. Please.” I wasn’t quite sure what I was asking for since my ass was still plenty sore from its debut performance in The Taking of Saint’s Megacock. I’d played with dildos and fingers plenty of times but nothing that big and nothing that pounded into me with the force of a former navy SEAL behind it. The more I thought about the megacock, the more I realized my mouth had begun to water. “I want to taste you,” I said in a breathless admission. “Suck you.”

“I don’t like to receive oral sex.”

I was so gay. How could there be anyone on earth who didn’t get off on this smell of a man? Who didn’t want to suck a cock and feel the wrinkled skin of a ball sac tighten up under their fingers in anticipation of making someone come?

“You’re killing me,” he muttered. “Fuck this, I can’t take it.” Suddenly I was on my back with Saint’s giant cock hanging over my face and a hot, wet throat inhaling my own erection. Sixty-nine was my new favorite number. “Fuck!” I cried. “Oh fuck.”

“Oh god, Augie.” He gasped. “Fuck, look at you.”

His smile dropped. “Thank you for trusting me, Augie.”

“With… I mean… your first time… doing anal. Are you… was it okay?”

“You’re beautiful,” I said softly. “If I haven’t told you that already, I’m an idiot.”

“You deserve to be cared for. You deserve to be looked after and protected, Augie. When you thank me for caring for you, it hurts my heart. Everyone should care for you. Everyone should treat you with kindness, tenderness, respect.” My voice was coming out rougher than I’d intended. “I don’t want you to ever think for a minute you don’t deserve the best.”

“You deserve to be adored,” I whispered against his dark whiskers. “To be pampered…” More kisses along the edge of his jaw to his earlobe. “To feel like the center of the universe.”

“No.” I pulled back to study him. It had been a long time since someone had rejected my offer to give them physical pleasure, and it had certainly never pinched in my gut the way it did coming from him. “I… I mean, can I… can I show you?” Augie stammered. “I want to touch you. Explore.”

“Anything you want, handsome. I’m yours.”

“Anything?”

My cock went from semi to fully erect at the catalog of options available to him.

“Fuck me. Please.”

“Is that what you want?” he asked carefully. “Yes.” “Me inside of you?”

“Yes,” I repeated, meeting his eyes. They were molten hot with lust but still held a sliver of insecurity. “Please, Augie.” He cleared his throat and stepped off the bed. “Turn over.”

“I’ve never done this. Is it… okay?”

“You have the hottest ass of anyone. I kind of want to bite it.”

“You’re welcome to bite it, sweetheart. Just be gentle about it.”

I thought back to the last time someone had fucked me. It hadn’t happened more than a few times before I’d determined I much preferred topping.