Chapter 36 Getting Closer #2
The radiating glow within them only grew stronger as he let his eyes fall from mine and run down my body, taking in every curve and line of my muscles before settling on the part of me that most wanted his attention.
We’d fooled around before, but nothing like this.
He had never seen me exposed, completely his.
“You are fucking beautiful...” he whispers, his fingertips trailing up my abs. “And you’re mine.”
He grabbed hold of my waist with both hands, ripping me from the wardrobe and before I knew it, I was flat on my back on my bed. He’s so fucking fast...
Oh, Goddess. The guy definitely had strength and, by the looks of it, stamina.
Before he even had the chance to climb on top of me, I had his shirt off, the sparks from my hands on his skin only growing that much more intense without the fabric between us.
His lips move to my neck. Everything in my being cried out for him to sink his teeth into it, but I became slightly distracted when his jeans definitely didn’t want to come off as easily as his fucking shirt.
“How tight are these? Did you paint them on?” I asked with a small smile. Zack pulled back from my neck, smirking down at me struggling to remove the denim pants.
“I thought you liked these jeans on me. You always seem to pay attention when I’m wearing them...”
He ignored my struggle, moving his lips back to my neck and grinding his denim-covered dick against my own. For a second, I lost all fucking thoughts of anything but how it felt to have him against me like this. Then I remembered how much better it would be if he was all I could feel.
“So, are you attached to them?” I asked as he sucked deep on my neck, ignoring my question completely and causing my back to arch up off the bed. My naked chest brushed against his, and he growled when his nipples stroked against my own.
Fuck… he likes that…
“Kind of, they’re my favou-” he was cut off as I tore the jeans off of him, the sound loud in the room.
I thought he might be pissed, staring at the scraps of material that lay in tatters on my bed, but instead, it only seemed to fuel the growing fire within him.
He straddled my hips and pressed his body down against my solid cock.
I looked up at him, finally letting myself take in the sight of him above me like this.
Almost every night since the day we found out we were mated. .. I’d imagined this so many times…
It’s even better than I imagined.
He pressed his hands down on either side of my head on the pillow, lifting himself up just enough that I could slip his boxers down his legs and uncage the beast within.
Holy shit... a beast it is indeed. Yeah, I was definitely going to feel that in the morning.
Zack smirked as he watched my eyes grow wide at the sight of his solid monster, saliva filling my mouth when he slowly ran his hand down his abs and grazed his fingertips at his bobbing length.
“Scared?”
Me? Scared? No... Nope... kind of. But I was not going to show him that.
I’d been with guys before, a few actually, but I’d never been with someone like him, someone who could make my heart race with a single look. Someone put on this planet just for me.
He was made for you, Taylor. He was fucking made for you.
So was that.
I slipped down between his legs, his body still hovering above me as I moved my hands around his back and pressed until I could suck his nipple into my mouth.
If I wasn’t hard before, then the sound of euphoria that left his lips the instant I flicked his bead with my tongue would have done it.
He was so fucking sexy. Placing one hand in the middle of his shoulder blades, I began to twirl my fingers around his awaiting nipple, flicking and pinching it, making him moan in pleasure.
“Fuck...”
The spark of pleasure that ignited between his skin and my lips was enough to make my head dizzy, but it was the feeling of him leaking pre-cum onto my stomach that pushed me over the edge.
He tried to move, but I didn’t let him, keeping my grip on him firm as I ran my tongue down from his chest, slipping further and further between his legs as I kissed his stomach until I came face to face with his pleading cock.
“Tay... you...” he trailed off when I swirled my tongue along his tip. I loved that reaction…
His dick was so fucking big I could feel my lips stretching to their max just to wrap around him. It should have been uncomfortable, but honestly, it just felt so damn good. I’d always liked a man who could push my limits, and something told me that I was going to find a whole new level with Zack.
I only took his tip in to start, slowly rolling my tongue around it teasingly.
My eyes stayed on him while his head tilted back as a string of swears and groans left his lips.
I knew I should wind him up a bit more, I should tease every inch of him, but the moment he started to slide across my tongue, I knew what I wanted.
Instead, I grabbed hold of his ass and slammed his entire length down into my throat.
“Taylor! Fuck!”
I knew he’d like it hard and fast. Everything about him screamed rough. Guiding him back by his hips slowly until only his tip sat in my mouth again, I waited before I pressed him forward fully into my throat, but I could sense his hesitation from him.
Why are you holding back? I asked through the link, feeling his thighs shake as I flicked my tongue against his tip.
I don’t want to hurt you.
Cute, but does he really think I’m that fragile? I’m gay, I’m not flipping China. Okay then, hard way it is.
This time, when I grabbed his hips and forced him into me, I slipped my hands around until my fingers sat at his crack. I felt him tense, pausing with his dick firmly inside my throat as I slipped my finger between his cheeks and started to stroke over his little hole.
He practically jumped out of his fucking skin. If his cock wasn’t in my mouth, I’d laugh. Pulling himself out, he stared down at me, the tip of him still sitting on my bottom lip.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
I honestly couldn’t tell if he was turned on or dying of embarrassment right then. Either way, I was getting the reaction I wanted.
“What? You said you didn’t want to hurt me. I assumed that meant that you wanted to be the one to...” He lets out a vicious growl, one that causes my eyes to flash a piercing blue at his show of strength, a damn hot turn-on…
“Taylor. I’m not... I mean, I haven’t... you were practically born to be the...”
Bless his little forever-top heart. Can’t even say the word.
I let him panic for a moment, just because it was so fucking cute to see him like that, but he quickly caught on, and all humour vanished from his face.
“You’re fucking with me,” he said, frowning.
I smirked at him and nodded, something that I thought might earn me a kiss but instead, I got something so much fucking better...
His hands came out to grab my throat, tilting my head back as his thumbs pulled my jaw open, and he placed his dick right back on my lips.
“I’m going to make you pay for that.”
Yes, Daddy.
He immediately thrust his full length down my throat, catching me so off guard that I practically choked on his monster, but it didn’t stop him. He pulled out just enough for me to catch my breath before forcing all the way back in again.
I’d never been against someone taking control of me, but having someone fuck my face like that was probably the most I’d ever been turned on.
He didn’t let my head move, holding it in place against the bed and thrusting his hips against me from above so that he controlled his speed and the depth at which he fucked me.
I’m in heaven.
My glorious mate hummed and groaned with satisfaction as I hollowed my cheeks and tightened my lips around his length until I could feel him swelling with his nearing completion.
I prepared myself to swallow his load, but the moment he reached his climax, he pulled from my mouth and unloaded completely onto my face.
Best. Punishment. Ever.
His warm seed trickled down my cheeks, dripping from my lips as I became lost in the vision of him panting and groaning in pure pleasure.
He took a moment to compose himself before he looked down at me, fire and lust burning in his eyes before he dropped his face to mine and began to nuzzle into the side of my neck.
“You look so fucking good covered in me... marked by me...”
Marked. I wanted to be marked by him in every fucking way.
His tongue slipped out between his lips, running up my neck and onto my face before I realised what he was doing, lapping up every drop of his essence from my skin and making me harder than I knew was possible in the process. Fuck… there was just something too fucking hot about that.
With his lips still glistening with his own seed, he looked down between our bodies at my raging hard-on.
I shook with anticipation as he began clawing his nails down my stomach before reaching the bottom and grabbing hold of my hips.
We stared at each other for just a moment, letting our building emotions flow through the bond.
The tingling sparks on my skin flurried as he gripped my hipbones a little bit harder right before throwing his strength against mine to flip me onto my stomach.
My shaft rubbing against the sheets alone made me moan, but pleasure like I didn’t know was possible overtook me when he grabbed my ass firmly with two hands and started to massage my cheeks.
“Have you got any...?”
“Bottom drawer,” I practically pant as he reached over my body and pulled open the drawer on the bedside table, taking out the bottle of lube and smirking at it. I twisted my head slightly, looking back at him over my shoulder as he let the cool, thick liquid pour out onto his fingers.
“You were prepared...” his husky response came just as he started to circle my awaiting bud.