Returning Your Love (Pippen Creek #1)

32. Chaz

Chapter 32

Chaz

J amie took his sweet ass time mapping out my body, his tongue and mouth tasting every inch of me except for where I needed him most.

Worry of what was yet left unsaid lay at the back of my mind, but I selfishly needed this from him. If he hated me afterward, I would find a way to live with the heartache. Fuck knew I’d become a goddamn pro at that shit.

Pre-cum leaked from my throbbing dick onto my belly, twitches jerking it on occasion, but I kept my hands fisted at my sides, focused on his gorgeous face as he teased the living hell out of me. He nuzzled my drawn-up balls, gently tugging them down before loving on my left leg like he had the right. At least he didn’t bother with my foot. Didn’t like that shit.

He bit my hip and nosed upward, ignoring my throbbing cock, humming while tonguing my navel that had a smeared mess of pre-cum all the fuck over it. His scruffy chin slid back and forth over the top half of my dick, driving me fucking insane .

“Jamie.” I grabbed hold of his head, trying to push him where I needed him, but he chuckled and grabbed my wrists to press them onto the mattress.

A shudder ripped through me over how he could easily dominate me if he wanted to.

“Let me,” he murmured.

Fuck. Yes.

I nodded, losing myself in his dark blue eyes overblown by black pupils and lust. He’d never been more beautiful. Stunningly gorgeous, lips red and slick, cheeks flushed.

Holding my gaze, he licked up the back of my dick, and I jolted, hissing as he continued over my abs, my sternum, and detoured for my right pec. Teeth made an appearance, and I cursed as he grazed them over my nipple before suckling hard.

“Jesus—you’re killing me.”

“Mmm,” he hummed, an agreement or his pleasure I couldn’t be sure.

He returned to my mouth, tongue greedy for mine, and I wrapped my body around his, clutching at him with grasping hands and heels. He wasn’t close enough. Needed more.

“Lose the pants,” I ordered, desperate to have his skin on mine.

He nipped my lower lip and backed off, leaving me alone and cold, but the sight of his complete nudity sent heat rushing through me.

The man was divine. Perfectly proportioned with muscles rippling from his neck to his calves. Rippling abs. Mouthwatering V. Uncut cock flushed and hard as granite, his pelvis shaved and smooth, balls already tight against his groin.

Even though I’d yet to have him inside me, I hadn’t lied about his magical dick. Wanted that part of him splitting me open and making itself right at home where it belonged.

“Give it to me,” I heard myself rasp.

“Gladly.” Jamie crawled between my thighs and lifted the backs of my knees as close to my chest as they would go. I grabbed hold where he did, spreading myself wide. Zero trace of embarrassment slid over me at being completely bared to him. The part of me no one had seen or touched other than myself lay directly in his line of sight.

His stare finally slid off my face, and my hole clenched as his gaze roamed over me.

I wasn’t groomed like he was. Hadn’t even considered taking clippers let alone a razor to my junk.

Jamie didn’t seem to mind. Heat poured from his gaze, his fingertips trailing lightly over my taint. “So hot,” he murmured and stretched out onto his belly. He nosed up my crack to my balls, sniffing and moaning.

“Jesus, Jamie,” I gasped, on the verge of laughing and yet turned on as fuck at the same time.

“Smell so fucking good. Gonna eat you alive.”

Fire raced through my veins, searing my skin.

Warm wetness slid over my hole, and I gasped, jerking from the feathered touch of what must have been his tongue.

“Easy, baby.” Jamie caressed my thighs, and I lifted my head to watch him. He studied me with an intensity that made my stomach flip-flop and sent electrical currents over my body, raising the fine hairs along my arms.

“Do it again.” I moaned when he gave me what I wanted, his tongue flattened and dragging from my hole to leaking slit. “Ah, fuck.” My head fell back on the bed, and I panted.

Jamie licked and suckled, nibbled and caressed every inch of my ass and groin, his saliva cooling my heated skin. He rimmed me for what seemed hours, gently poking at my hole but not breaching me before slowly making his way up over my taint and tight balls.

“Quit fucking teasing me!” I barked with a choked laugh, half-manic with the need to be filled.

“Ready to have something stuffed up your ass?” He chuckled, and butterflies lit through my stomach again.

“Fuck yes!”

“Mmm.”

God, that growly hum of his did shit to me. Made me burn from the inside out. He rubbed his fingertip over my pucker, teasing as he’d done with his tongue.

I bore down, trying to fuck myself on him.

He chuckled again, moving away from me to rifle through his bedside drawer. “Someone’s needy.”

“Goddamn right, I am,” I muttered, scowling at him as he settled once more between my spread legs, bottle of lube in hand. I licked over my lower lip as he drizzled clear liquid onto his hand. “Been waiting too long to have you—” My complaint cut out as he slid his finger fully into my ass without warning. “Fuck!” Jaw clenched, I arched at the delicious, slight sting, eyelids snapping shut. “Yes—fucking yes. Just like that. Give me more.”

He crooked that single finger, rubbing…searching?—

Lightning zapped through my taint and tailbone, and I shouted, my back jolting up off the bed. “Jesus!”

“Bingo.” Jamie murmured and stroked over it a second time.

I panted through clenched teeth, groaning. “Don’t want to come until you’re inside me, goddamnit!”

The fucker chuckled again . “You won’t. Promise.” He caressed my balls, wrapped his thumb and forefinger around them, and tugged firmly until I came down, gasping over the state of my dry mouth. He stroked into me again but held my balls low.

“Oh, God.”

Jamie slid another finger in, easily done since I hadn’t lied about readying myself to take him over the previous couple of weeks. “You’re so hot and silky inside, baby,” he murmured. “Can’t wait to get my dick in you.”

“I’m ready—want it.”

“Not yet.” He stroked and stretched me. “How about a third finger though?”

“Stupid question,” I muttered, bearing down with his every slick glide into my hole.

Another thick digit joined in the torturous fun, finally gifting me a sense of fullness and the real sting I’d been dying for. “Yes— fuck , yes.”

A rotation of his hand rubbed fingertips over my prostate, and I cursed, writhing on the bed.

“Please, Jamie,” I gasped, shuddering as he continued to work me open. “I—I promise I’m ready. Want you so bad.”

He kissed my thigh, easing his hand from between my ass cheeks.

A snap of the cap tightened my stomach, and my hole clenched over the emptiness.

Please, please, please.

The sounds of wet fist-fucking kicked my already heightened pulse into overdrive.

Jamie lifted his gaze to my face and shifted closer, the tip of his dick gliding over my pucker.

Silence settled save for the heavy thumps in my heart. Our eyes locked, chests rising and falling in perfect rhythm.

The final moment before we came together hovered over us, tense yet blindingly beautiful at the same time. Sunshine, sweet and warm, caressed over the cocoon wrapped around us where nothing existed but shared desire.

“I love you.” I croaked the truth rising inside me, and my eyes welled at the words I’d been wanting to tell him for countless years. Relief rushed through me over finally having the freedom to be honest.

“Love you too, Chaz. Always have.” Jamie knelt over me, elbows by my head, and I bore down as he pushed against my stretched ring.

He breached me, the thick head of his cock lodging inside my ass.

We both moaned, and I clutched at him, trying to draw him in closer.

Resisting, he stared at me, lips parted, eyes open and vulnerable. “You’re mine.”

“Always,” I whispered.

A slow smile curved his lips, and I’d never seen anything so goddamned beautiful in my entire life. My cock jerked against my abs. “Give me your dick, Jamie.”

He pushed in, my ready hole and generous lube easing the way. The sense of fullness with every inch made relaxing impossible, and I held my breath until he bottomed out. I squeezed around him.

“You took all of me, baby. Jesus, fuck, you’re so tight. Hot.”

Jamie settled atop me like a decadent heated blanket, and I clutched at him, desperate to keep him there forever.

“Don’t ever leave me,” I whimpered, my chest aching, body burning for him to fuck me through the mattress.

“Never.” He owned my mouth with a searing kiss, and I clenched in pulses around his girth, trying to suck him in deeper.

I wanted our souls latched together. Spirits intertwined. Bodies completely wrapped up in each other until there was no telling us apart. Needed him like I did air, life-giving oxygen filling my lungs and flooding my system.

Yearning seeped through my pores, a desperate, restless craving for more, and I couldn’t lay still. “Jamie,” I begged although I wasn’t sure what for.

“I’ve got you, baby.” Lips hovering over mine, sweet breath caressing my mouth, he shifted his hips, dragging his slick cock out through my hole.

“Fuuuck.” I groaned and choked on the word when he slowly pushed back in, stuffing me full.

“Good?”

“ God , yes.”

He licked over my lips while leaving me empty again and thrust his tongue into my mouth while filling me up. He rocked into me, loving on my body from both ends, his spine-tingling moans of enjoyment causing my balls to firm up again too damned fast. Every lush, wet glide of his girth through my ass tensed my abs.

“You’re killing me with your perfect dick.”

Jamie chuckled and shifted his angle. The next gentle thrust rubbed his thick head over my prostate.

A groan rumbled through my chest, and I shuddered, clutching at his shoulders.

“Bingo,” he whispered against my ear and, grasping my ass to lift me higher, set to steadily pulling that noise from my lips again.

“Not g-gonna last.” My vision was hazed over, so I closed my eyes and focused on the drag and push of his length through my hole, the sensation of impending euphoria waiting a breath away.

“Come on my dick, Chaz.” He sounded broken like when I’d walked in the door, and same as then, I longed to put him back together. Comfort and ease the hurt he’d experienced because of me. “Need to feel your ring clench around me before I lose it.”

I lifted my hips with his every slow thrust, chasing my release. My pre-cum slickened his abs and made rubbing against him as good as any hand or mouth. “Fuck, don’t stop.”

A few, harsh thrusts would have sent me reeling, but Jamie kept a slower steady pace, loving rather than fucking.

“Jamie.” I hovered on the verge of sobbing for relief.

He wrapped an arm beneath my leg and hefted it higher, the new angle making him grind over my prostate rather than slide against it.

“There—” I choked on a groan. “Oh my fucking God, right there.”

His growl vibrated against my neck where he’d tucked his face, and I grasped his rock hard shoulders.

“C-Coming—fuck, I’m coming.” I gasped, my dick on the verge of nutting.

“Give it to me, baby. Squeeze the life out of my cock.”

An eruption of spunk shot up through my shaft, and I hollered, every muscle in my body tensing. I clung to Jamie as he stroked steadily through my climax, his hiss against my neck sending shivers over my skin.

Every glide of his cock over my prostate caused another spurt of cum to dribble onto my abs, and I writhed until he wrung me dry.

“Jesus.” I panted, clutching at him as he lifted his head to peer down at me.

He stilled, hard dick buried, the feeling of it throbbing inside me sending another rush of butterflies through my stomach. Passion poured from his eyes, darker than any navy-blue sky.

They rolled back, and he cursed, pulling out harshly and stabbing into me.

His dick pulsed with the first wave of his release, and he cursed again, thrusting deeper.

“Fuck!” He backed out quickly and palmed his shaft, working it hard, jet after jet of his cum covering my soft balls and dick. “God damn …Jesus, Chaz, you’re perfect—so good for me.” He shuddered and collapsed, grinding his semi over my junk, smearing his spunk into my skin. “Fuck,” he groaned, another tremble causing me to hold him tight again.

We both fought for breath, panted exhales bathing each other’s mouths that barely brushed together.

Still, he rubbed his groin against mine, until I chuckled. “The fuck are you doing?”

“Marking you with my cum inside and out like I’ve been dreaming about for half of forever. Want my scent all the fuck over you so everyone knows who you belong to. Fantasized about it on your ass cheeks, but this’ll do.” He let out a heavy exhale, finally resting atop me.

I ran my hands along his spine, cradling his body with mine, wishing the feeling of euphoria would continue to sizzle through my extremities until we were both ready to go again.

But I’d come here with a purpose, part of my healing journey I had yet to complete.

Selfishness had overridden the need to speak first, and I’d given in to my lust. I’d needed Jamie inside me at least once just in case the secret I held onto proved as equally damaging as the one he’d shared with me.

Would it be better to rip off the Band-Aid when he couldn’t escape my arms?

What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t allow him at least a little space so my close proximity wouldn’t affect his reaction though?

As though feeling my inner tension, he lifted onto his elbows, gaze searching. “You okay?”

“Mmm,” I hummed a semi-lie.

He pressed his lips to mine in a chaste kiss and, groaning, sat on his haunches between my thighs. “Your poor hole. It’s all red and puffy even though I took it easy on you.” Jamie caressed my pucker, still slick with lube and cum. “So fucking hot,” he murmured, pushing what leaked from me back inside my body. “Did I hurt you?”

“Not at all. It was better than I expected. Hope to do it again.”

“Oh, we will.” He flashed me a grin, making my stomach flip in the best way. “But I’m bottoming next time. Thirty minutes? An hour?”

I laughed at the joy in his eyes but sobered quickly.

“What’s going on, Chaz?” Jamie asked, his smile slowly fading.

“I—I have to tell you one last thing.”

His gaze flitted over my face as though searching for a hint of what it might be.

“I was happy you got injured and had to leave the NFL,” I blurted, ready to get it over with already. “I mean, I was upset for you, of course, but…yeah. How shitty is that?” I huffed a tear-filled sarcastic laugh, pain already lancing through my heart in expectation of him ordering me to leave as I’d done to him.

Jamie scratched over his chest and exhaled loudly. “Yeah, same.”

“Wh-What?” I jerked into a half-sitting position, shaky elbows keeping me upright.

Jamie shrugged. “If I hadn’t torn my ACL, I wouldn’t have been back home so soon. Wouldn’t have been there when you needed me—which is what I live for. Wouldn’t be here with you now, sated, my balls empty and cum all over your junk. Which…” He shifted down onto his stomach, sprawling between my thighs. “You look good like this, Chaz.” His tongue flicked over my balls, and he groaned that same appreciative noise that made my dick twitch. “Mind if I suck on your nuts?”

I huffed a laugh, unable to believe his complete acceptance of what I’d told him and how quickly he was ready to move on—and get a little freaky.

“Gonna blow your mind, baby,” he promised. “Need your dick hard again so you can fill my ass up.”

“Jesus, Jamie.” I laughed, but my elbows gave way as he suckled one of my balls into the wet heat of his mouth. “Oh fuck.”

“Mmm.”

Thirty minutes? Fuck that. Less than fifteen, and he sat on my hard shaft, showing me how washboard abs moved when he fucked himself on my dick.

Most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.