Chapter 91

I slid a finger into him, and he stiffened. I replaced it with a finger of my other hand, and teased his prick with feather-light touches.

That distracted him, and he was soon moaning again, unaware when a second finger joined the first, and then a third, each with a goodly quantity of the lotion on it.

He jerked and yelped when I found that spot within him and paid particular attention to it. He began thrusting his hips back at me, taking my fingers deeper into his body. He whined when I released his prick.

“Patience, Geo.” I coated my prick with the lotion and then carefully withdrew my fingers

“No, Ash! Don’t—”

“Hush, dear one. I’ve no intention of leaving you.” I raised his leg, parted his nether cheeks, and put the head of my prick to him. With slow, careful movements, I slid into him, always taking care lest he give me any sign I was hurting him.