Seventeen #2
“I swear it on my parents, Nix.”
The way his eyes soften as I say those words tells me two things: One, he was definitely listening in the car that day while we drove down here, especially with the little hint of sympathy in his gaze resurfacing. The second is him taking my words at face value.
I’d never, ever put him at risk.
He works to swallow, nodding before whispering, “What about lube?”
I groan, my head falling back against the slats of wood.
Goddamnit.
The feeling of defeat slams into me, and I’m starting to think this really isn’t meant to happen. That the timing is off, or the stars aren’t actually aligned or—
A lightbulb flicks on inside my head, and before I can say anything, I’m sliding past Phoenix and out of the enclosure.
“Where are you—”
“I have an idea,” I tell him, and I’m back less than thirty seconds later with a solution I’m praying will work. But as Phoenix stares at what I’m holding in my hands, I can tell he’s more than a little apprehensive.
“Is that—”
“Aloe, yeah,” I say, breaking open the skin of the plant.
Even as the clear gel starts revealing itself, the wariness on Phoenix’s expression doesn’t dissipate.
“You’re sure this is aloe?”
“I watched Theo use it yesterday on his sunburn, and he’s still alive,” I answer, crushing the gel in my fist so it will spread better. As I go to smear it over his shaft, he steps away from me.
“His shoulders are completely different than my dick.”
Fair enough, but I don’t see him coming up with any other options.
“It’s this or nothing, Nix. I’m fine with whatever you want, but this is our best bet.”
Meeting his eyes in the dim light, I offer him an understanding smile. If only to let him know that I won’t be pissed if he ends this here and now.
Well, I won’t be pissed at him. Just maybe in general.
I watch the gears spin in his head, no doubt working through his thoughts or whatever he does when he retreats inside himself like this. But if his stepping toward me is any indication, the pros must’ve outweighed the cons.
Tentatively, I reach out and grip him in my fist before covering his length with the gel, paying extra attention to the red, angry tip.
“This is so fucking stupid,” he mutters, but at least he’s arching into my touch as I work him over.
“Probably,” I agree. “But I honestly don’t care. I don’t care if it’s raw or painful or stupid. I just fucking want you.”
His eyes meet mine, and something in his expression changes.
The resolve that was lingering there melts away in front of my eyes as he takes some of the aloe from my palm before urging me to turn back around.
My chest presses into the bamboo again while he spreads the makeshift lubricant down my crease, and I arch into his touch on instinct when he works the gel past my rim.
Seeking more friction, more pleasure. Just more.
My heart rate spikes when I feel the head of his cock nudge against the tight ring of muscle, but it’s nothing compared to how it leaps out of my chest the second he breaches me.
“Holy shit,” he rasps, his breath hot on the back of my neck.
A sharp gasp slips out of my mouth as he continues tunneling inside me, inch after agonizingly slow inch. The initial burn of his intrusion is cooled by the aloe as his cock slides in deeper, the pleasure so powerful I might combust from it on the spot.
It short-circuits my brain, stealing the air straight from my lungs.
It’s only when he’s seated all the way to the hilt that I can finally breathe again.
“Oh, hell,” I say on a rough exhale as he pauses, letting my body adjust.
Phoenix lets out a low sound—some mixture of a moan and sigh—as he trails bites and kisses over my neck. His fingers dig into my hips to nearly the point of pain while his mouth explores my skin.
I feel him everywhere. Not just where he touches me either.
Every atom in my body is attuned to him.
He starts moving slowly at first before picking up speed, becoming harder and more punishing. I feel his anger as much as his desire, and I welcome it. Crave it, even.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “Your ass feels like heaven.”
His hips slam into me relentlessly, and I press back into him, impaling myself on his cock as much as he pistons it into me. Meeting him thrust for thrust as we climb this mountain together. Bringing each other higher and closer to the peak of ecstasy, ready to jump into the freefall.
One hand leaves my waist and wraps around my shaft, and the dual sensation of his cock and fist fucking me sends me sky-high, straight into bliss.
Into outer-fucking-space.
My fingers dig into the wood, clawing at the smooth surface as if it’s the only thing keeping me grounded. Like if I let go, I’ll be lost to gravity and float right off the face of the planet.
“I’m close,” I pant, the tingling feeling of impending release rippling through my extremities.
“Good,” he rasps in my ear. “Get there for me, baby.”
The head of his cock swipes over that spot inside me, lighting me on fire from the inside out.
Desire races through my veins like a train off its tracks—uncontrollable and potentially devastating.
Hell, I’m not sure either of us will be more than a puddle of goo to be washed down the drain with the water still pouring over us when it’s all said and done.
And honestly, I couldn’t give a shit if that’s the case.
Nothing—and I mean fucking nothing—matters besides the feel of him inside me.
Taking me, claiming me.
Owning every inch of my being.
“Nix.”
His name leaves my lips with a guttural moan when he pegs my prostate again, causing me to see stars.
Release slams into me like a tidal wave, the force nearly enough to knock the wind straight from my lungs while my ass constricts around him like a vise.
I bear down on his cock, feeling myself clamp around him as cum spills from my own through his fingertips before disappearing down the drain at our feet.
His thrusts become quicker and more erratic, signaling he’s right there with me.
“Where—”
“Inside,” I pant, unable to get more than that single word out.
He must understand what I mean, though, and his hips pound against my ass until his release fills me. Every clench and squeeze my ass makes around him draws out his orgasm, and I almost come all over again at the sharp bite of pain in my shoulder as his teeth sink into the flesh there.
Cum spills from my ass and drips down my leg when he pulls from my body, still gasping for air. His breath is a whisper across my heated skin, and it sends shivers down my spine. A feeling only amplified when he presses a kiss to the spot where his teeth marked me.
No one has ever made me feel this thoroughly owned.
Honestly, I don’t think anyone else ever could.
I’m caught somewhere between the high of my orgasm and utter exhaustion as I turn in his arms. Ready to collapse into a sweaty, sated heap right here on the ground and not move until morning, yet also wanting to drag him to one of those pool loungers and go for another round.
His eyes meet mine, and I swear, he can read every thought running rampant through my head. It makes my body tingle, a buzz coming from more than just the alcohol still coursing through my veins.
I’m high on sunshine, tequila, and him; a combination sure to decimate the willpower of even the strongest of men.
Something I’ve never been, nor will ever claim to be.
I reach up, my fingers curling around the nape of his neck when I press my forehead to his. The pounding heart inside my chest shows no signs of slowing, even as seconds turn to minutes while we come down from the high—a feat nearly impossible when I’m still in his proximity.
Something about him just…gets to me. Messes with me in ways I can’t quite comprehend.
“You fuck me up, Nix.”
The words fall from my lips without warning, and I’m helpless to stop them. Helpless to keep fighting this when he has a way of turning my entire world inside out with a single touch.
It’s why I should break away. Go inside, crawl into bed, and put this whole night behind me without batting an eye. But it’s easier said than done when no part of me wants to leave this spot.
The second we do—the moment I can no longer feel his skin against mine and breathe in his scent—the spell will wear off.
And once it does, things will never be the same.