We Had To Kiss... Had To {HamishxRandall}

Chapter 7

Forewarning: Sexual content in this chapter

Hamish had my wrists held loosely in his hands, pinned against the soft pillow above my head as he stared down at me. His pupils were heavily dilated, filled to the brim with lust. I liked his lack of control right now. I smiled delivishly up at him before thrusting my hips into his.

Pinning me down and thinking he had control was his first mistake.

The man moaned and bit his lip, something I would happily do for him. I lined my dick up with his, grinding into him the same way I would if we were alone on a club dance floor with base notes pumping through the speakers. Hamish shivered, his mouth falling open and his eyes rolling back as I kept it up. His head fell back down and he unwillingly opened his eyes to look down at me with a small, bemused smile.

"I was planning on lots and lots of foreplay," he admitted, "teasing and seduction... but you're making that very difficult," he grunted when I bit my lip and moved my hips again.

"I couldn't possibly," Biting my lip, widening my eyes innocently.

Hamish growled in an incredibly sexy way before diving in for more. He pinned my body to the bed with his, grinding into me while he bit, licked and sucked on my neck. I groaned at all of the sensations at once, and the feel of his muscular body against me. We were nearly the same height, but Hamish was significantly bulkier than I was. Feeling his weight pinning me to the mattress was a much bigger turn on than I had expected, but one I welcomed none the less. My hands moved to his back, feeling the firmness of his shoulders and the smoothness of his skin.

Hamish found the sensitive spot at the base of my throat, sucking on it with fervour as I moaned loudly into the stillness of the room. Thank god Jack and Lilith weren't here, that would be minorly embarrassing. But that thought was fleeting at most, because Hamish's touches weren't something easily ignored. Not that I would want to ignore them- not after I knew what they felt like.

The other knight finally released my hands, sliding his down my body until he was gripping my thighs in his big hands. I hadn't really considered things going this far in my imagination, and had a moment of panic as I realized someone would have to bottom.

Hamish pulled back a little, seeming to sense my uncertainty as he gazed down at me. He sat back on his heels, leaving his impressive and honestly quite pretty cock on display between his strong thighs.

"How far do you want this to go sweetheart?" He asked gently, and I swear my heart melted into a meagre puddle at the term.

I liked being in control, being the strong and powerful one. But I think I liked Hamish in that role even better. His big muscles and deep voice...

"I want you to fuck me into this mattress," I said boldly, meaning every damn syllable.

The knights eyes darkened at my words, filling with lust as he licked his lips. I'd never been with another dude before, but there's a first time for everything right? Besides, I trusted Hamish. He wouldn't hurt me, he'd take it slow... he'd take care of me.

"I think I can handle that," was all he said in response, and I bit my lip as his eyes ran over my body. "Have you done this before?" He wondered, and I shook my head in the negative. "Me either," he admitted.

"Happy to start now," I joked, licking my lips.

I reached for my bedside table, pulling the bottle of lube from the drawer. I moved to add it to my own fingers and save Hamish the trouble of prepping me, but he snatched it from my hand with a heated look. My heart raced with excitement as he lubed up his fingers, leaning down to kiss me as he traced the tight ring of muscle at my rear.

"Relax," he whispered against my mouth, kissing me with reckless abandon as he slipped the first finger inside.

I tensed up momentarily, trying to get used to the odd feeling intrusion. But after Hamish stuck his hot tongue in my mouth, I couldn't help melting into the mattress, my muscles going limp. He thrust his wide finger in and out, setting a steady rhythm that wasn't all that hard to get used to. His other hand moved to grab my cock as a second finger was added, and I hissed in pleasure at the combination of sensations.

Hamish's mouth was an intoxicating, highly distracting thing, and in no time at all he had three fingers inside of me and was forcing small moans from my lips. He flicked his wrist, the one controlling the hand on my cock, and my body spasmed beneath him.

"Are you ready for me sweetheart?" Hamish asked in a rough, deep voice.

His voice sent a shiver of heat coursing through me. I was glad I wasn't the only one that was so effected by what we were doing.

"I was born ready," I said with a cocky wink, and Hamish grinned in amusement.

His icy blue eyes were trained on me as he slicked himself up, lining up with my entrance. The head of his cock brushed up against me and I bit my lip as my own dick twitched in anticipation. He was staring down at me, a tenderness in his eyes at odds with the violent hunger alongside it.

"What are you waiting for babe?" I asked breathlessly.

The smile Hamish directed at me now was provocatively sexy and it made me shiver. He didn't seem to need anymore invitation as he slowly pushed himself inside. He moved his hand on my cock, and his mouth against mine as I groaned against his tongue. The stretch was intense, and a helluva lot more than his three fingers had provided. But god it felt good.

Hamish pulled away from my mouth, burying his face in my neck as he clearly focused on not just fucking into me instantly. When he was finally all the way in, his hips flush against my ass, I could barely breath as I tried to get used to the feeling of being so damn full. He pulled out a little before pushing back in, and I moaned freely as he laid sloppy, uncoordinated kisses on my neck.

Christ, I realized I needed him to start moving. Like now.