Chapter Nineteen Adam
W aking up at dawn in Mateo’s arms was probably the sweetest thing I could imagine. The way he held me tight to his chest, his arms enveloping me in a cocoon of safety… that was just the best. Even though I was exhausted after our late night and wanted nothing more than to fall back asleep, I forced myself to stay awake just so I could enjoy every single moment of this newfound peace.
Being in the same bed with Mateo just felt right . I couldn’t explain why. I’d woken up in bed with plenty of other guys and yet, I’d never had that feeling before. There was something beyond a sense of comfort and sex appeal with his naked body pressed up against mine. It was something like… belonging , like I was meant to be there. I couldn’t explain why I felt that way or how I knew I belonged beside him.
I just did.
And that started me down the spiral.
Mateo wasn’t mine . He wasn’t my husband, my boyfriend, and he was barely even my lover. He was just a friend. He just happened to be one that came with some benefits while he helped me out of my personal dating funk. From the beginning we’d both made that exceptionally clear. I needed his help opening up to people and learning to date and he wanted me to be the bottom in our fake relationship in return. So far, both of us had gotten exactly what we wanted. I was an easy piece of ass, and he was someone to stop me from becoming a hermit for the rest of my life.
But was that all we were to each other?
Our conversation the night before on the beach had felt… I don’t know. Different , I guess. Something about it hinted at a deeper connection between us. Maybe I was making it up, but he seemed not only genuinely interested in trying to help me figure out my life, but he also seemed upset when I mentioned we were just friends.
After I’d stepped into the lake, I decided to test him. I planned to ask him to be my real boyfriend. To tell him that I felt we could be something more . But when I tried to force the words out of my mouth, they came out as barely more than a whisper.
And he didn’t react.
I knew how sensitive his hearing was, so I figured he heard me anyway. But he still didn’t say anything. In fact, he didn’t hint at it all night. He just went on pretending that nothing had happened between us. That the entire conversation was merely a couple of friends trying to support one another while I stood there with an ache in my ass where his cock had been only twenty minutes before.
That moment, more than anything, threw my world into sharp focus. I’d come to the conclusion that I wanted Mateo. But he wasn’t yet convinced about me. So that meant I needed to fight for him. If a whispered admission didn’t get his attention, then I’d show him how good of a boyfriend I could be with my actions. Maybe that would convince him that I was serious. Acts of service was a love language I could learn to be more mindful about and one I hoped would prove to him that I cared for him more than being just friends .
I smiled to myself, snuggling into him a bit more as I made up my mind at last.
Finally, I was going to give love a try. And this time I’d be open to it if he ever told me he loved me back.
And for my first act of service, I figured Mateo could use a nice morning wake up.
I wiggled my butt, feeling his stiff cock already wedged against my back. Since I was a bit taller than him, that meant I had to contort myself a little to get the angle just right. But I was determined and within a few seconds I’d managed to get his cock pressed neatly against my cheeks without waking him up.
“What are you up to?” he muttered groggily in my ear.
Well, I guess I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought.
“I’m yours,” I whispered back, grinding my butt against him a bit more. “Whatever you want to do.”
“Hmmm,” he hummed, kissing the back of my neck. “Don’t stop.”
He rocked his hips, pressing his thick cockhead against my hole. I let out a soft moan, using the motion to reach out and grab the lube from the bedside table. Dolloping a small amount in my hand, I reached back and wrapped my fist around his cock, pumping the lube over his shaft.
“That should help.”
“Mmm…” he moaned in reply, fucking my fist slowly.
I aimed him back toward home plate and wrapped my lubed hand around my own cock. With almost zero effort, Mateo found the perfect angle and leaned forward. His cockhead slowly stretched me as I stroked myself. Soft whimpers filled the room as he rocked back and forth. Finally, with a small pop and a rush of endorphins, he was inside me.
“Fuck,” he groaned, squeezing me tightly against him as he kissed my neck and chewed on my ear. “You are so fucking tight.”
“Then stretch me out,” I challenged, pushing back against him.
I didn’t have to ask twice as Mateo rocked his hips forward, sliding himself all the way to the hilt in a matter of seconds. The sudden rush of ecstasy took my breath away and I let out a sharp gasp followed by a deep moan of pleasure.
“Oh. You liked that, did you?”
“Uh-huh,” I breathed, burying my face in the pillow.
“Then I guess I can keep going.”
Mateo rocked back and forth, pulling his cock all the way out before slipping it back inside. Each time I let out a gasp, unable to control the sounds coming out of my own mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body. I’d already abandoned my own cock, knowing I’d blow if I kept touching myself. And I didn’t want it to be over yet.
But Mateo wasn’t going hard enough either. As much as I wanted to tell him to fuck me, he still had it in his head that I needed gentleness. But that’s not what I needed right now. And there was only one way to fix it.
I pulled away from him and got up on my knees.
“Are you alright?” he asked, a tone of worry in his voice. “Did I hurt you?”
“I’m fine.” I put a hand on his chest, rolling him onto his back. “I just need a different angle.” Then I threw my leg over his waist, straddling him so that his cock pressed against my ass.
“Oh,” he smiled. “I see.”
I ran my fingers over his chest, letting his thick hair slide between my fingers. “God, you’re so fucking hot,” I cooed, touching him everywhere I could reach.
“I bet you look beautiful,” he replied with a grin. “Bed head and everything in the morning light.”
The truth was I probably looked like a raccoon on heroin. But he didn’t need to know that. Accepting the compliment was easier than arguing and honestly, all I cared about right now was cock.
Reaching back, I aimed his massive dick toward my hole and leaned back. He slipped inside easily, and I rode him all the way to the hilt. But once I reached the bottom, I let out a gasp of surprise.
“Fuck…” I moaned, grinding my cock against his hairy belly. “It feels so much deeper in this position.”
“Yeah, it does,” he replied, just as breathlessly. “Fuck that ass feels good.”
My body rocked back and forth, riding him from base to tip with every movement. “Oh my god… fuck… that feels so good.”
Mateo groaned back, grabbing my hips and grinding his cock deeper inside me. “Fuck… I’m not gonna last if you keep doing this.”
“I don’t care.”
The truth was, the sensitive underside of my cock was grinding against his belly. Between the pre-cum and the friction, I wasn’t going to last long either. I wouldn’t even need my hands for this one.
“You… You might want to stop,” he stammered, his body tensing below me as I rode harder. “If you don’t want me to come inside you.”
“No,” I growled, riding him faster. “I want you to. Please cum inside me…”
He grabbed my hips, forcing me to a stop. “Are you sure? That’s not just the endorphins talking?”
I nodded. “I’m sure. I promise.”
It was something I wanted to do to show him that I was serious about this entire thing. I couldn’t give him everything, but giving him my body was a show of trust that I knew he’d understand. Besides, every guy wanted to finish inside. It was the best way to orgasm. That was a service I was more than happy to provide.
“Okay,” he said at last. “If you’re sure.”
Then he let me go and I didn’t stop riding him until I got what I wanted. It didn’t take long, our bodies rocking back and forth as one. His cock bumped over my prostate again and again, milking pre-cum out of me onto his belly. My fingers ran over his tense muscles, his balls drawing tight against my ass. I felt him throb and swell inside me and I knew he was close. At the same time a familiar shiver had run down my spine and collected at the base of my balls. I was right behind him.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned at last, fucking me harder. “I’m gonna cum!”
“Fuck yes!”
With a cry Mateo slammed himself to the hilt and a sudden heat filled my belly. His cock throbbed wildly inside me, pumping me full of his seed. The rush of heat and force pushed me over the edge as well. With a pathetic moan, my balls emptied onto his belly and chest, the first shot nearly hitting him in the face.
“Holy shit,” Mateo laughed, beginning to giggle as the rush of endorphins consumed us both.
Within a matter of seconds, we were lying on top of one another, spent and laughing like a couple of teenagers. It took a full minute for me to be able to talk again, the waves of delight still rushing through my body.
“Fuck,” I muttered. “That… That was really fucking good.”
“I’ll second that,” Mateo replied. “You’re a good rider for someone who doesn’t bottom much.”
“It helps when there’s an excellent cock to ride.”
“Did you cum without touching yourself?”
“Y-Yeah,” I grinned. “It’s all this fuzzy belly hair you have. It just rubs me in all the right ways. Literally.”
Mateo pulled me in, kissing me hard on the lips before pulling me into a hug. I kissed the side of his neck, enjoying the afterglow of a wonderful morning. I wanted to wake up like this every single day.
“Do you want to stay here today?” I asked. “We could go down to the cafe or to the beach. Anything you want to do, I’m down.”
He sighed. “I wish I could. But I have class this morning.” There was a high-pitched whine from the end of the bed. I didn’t have to look back to know it was Bessie. “And the dog needs to go outside.”
“Oh… Okay.”
“Hey,” he said, wrapping a hand around the back of my head. “Don’t say it like that. You know I’d stay if I could. But I can’t stand up my students no matter how good the sex is.”
“I know…” I let out a long sigh. I’d been hoping that me showing him how much I trusted him would get him to stick around. Or at least get him to comment on what I’d done. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to make you feel bad.”
“I don’t feel bad. It’s just how things have to be done.”
I wasn’t sure why, but the way he said that made me feel… I don’t know… unimportant, I guess. Like no matter what I did, his schedule would come first. But maybe I was just being too sensitive. After all, he was still under the impression that what we had wasn’t real. I couldn’t really expect to convince him otherwise just by letting him cum inside me.
There was another whine from Bessie.
“I hear you,” Mateo sighed. He patted me on the ass that he still had his cock stuffed inside. “Budge up you. I gotta let the dog out.”
I did as I was told, hissing as he slipped out of me. He hopped out of bed, not bothering to pull anything on. He took a couple of steps before he turned back, grabbed my face, and kissed me once more.
“Thanks for a great morning,” he smiled, his green eyes sparkling in the morning light.
I was mesmerized instantly, my tongue getting all twisted up in the process. “N-No problem.”
Another kiss and he was gone, leaving me by myself on the bed, still breathless from our morning activities. He’d been gone seconds and I missed him already. The moment I had that thought, I was struck with a single realization.
Falling for him was going to be far too easy.