Chapter Twenty #2
“We don’t… if you…” My words were all jumbled. “I haven’t had any partners since my last STI test, which was just before we started filming. So if you want, we can go bare. Only if you’re okay with that, though.”
He stared at me. “Sure,” he said finally. “If you want. I, er, it’s been a while since I was with anyone else… and I got tested after that…”
I wasn’t going to push on his vagueness because frankly I didn’t care how long it had been. I didn’t even want to consider Alex with anyone who wasn’t me because I could be a possessive asshole when I wanted to be and I’d never liked sharing things that were mine.
“Is that a yes then? Are you going to fuck me raw?”
Alex smirked at me and threw the open bottle onto the bed. He reached for the waistband of his boxers and tugged them off, freeing his gorgeous cock. He stroked it slowly and I noticed he’d replaced the barbell piercing just under the head with a small silver ring with a bead.
Fuck, that was going to feel good inside me.
“Yes,” he said. “I’m going to fuck you raw.”
“Good.” I grinned and beckoned him towards me, spreading my thighs wider. “I like your ring.”
“Yeah?” He climbed onto the bed between my legs and blanketed me with his body. There was so much heat radiating from him I thought I might catch alight.
“Yeah,” I said as I reached for him, pulling his mouth towards mine because I needed to taste him again. “It’s going to feel so good.”
We kissed slowly, his tongue casually claiming my mouth as he rocked his cock against mine, the hard metal of his frenum ring sending little shocks across my skin.
Alex reached for the lube and poured some onto his fingers, sliding them between my thighs. They were cool and wet and I gasped as he circled my hole before slowly pushing one finger inside me.
I knew patience was a virtue, but it was currently one I didn’t possess. “More,” I said. “Give me more.”
“Are you sure?” Alex asked, his eyes searching my face for any sign of discomfort.
“Yes. I want it to burn.”
He pumped the digit in and out like he was debating my words before slowly adding another. The stretch burned like I’d known it would, but it felt so fucking good that I welcomed it. It rooted me to Alex, and I couldn’t have torn my gaze from his, not even if the world was ending.
And when he finally pushed his cock inside me, I thought it might.
I groaned out his name and wrapped my hand around his neck to bring him closer, kissing him feverishly and trying to pour the storm of emotions raging through me into the kiss.
I’d never felt so connected to anyone before. Sex had always been good, but it had never felt like this, and as Alex began to slowly rock his hips, I felt like I was coming apart at the seams.
I wanted more, but I didn’t know how to ask. I didn’t even know if I could speak.
The feeling of closeness between us was terrifying and enlightening all at once, because how had I never felt this before?
Whatever this relationship was, it wasn’t supposed to have given me this. This feeling of flying, like I’d sprouted wings and would never come down.
Pleasure unfurled within me as Alex rolled his hips, his cock filling and stretching me as his piercing added a new level of divine sensation. My body felt stretched and taut, like I was waiting for something to break, and every move Alex made pulled me farther apart.
“Alex.” I groaned. His name was a whispered prayer on my lips. “Alex, I… fuck…”
“Henry,” he said, my name sliding from his mouth and filling my senses as if it was the first time I’d ever heard it. “You… fuck… you feel so fucking good… I… fuck…”
He was losing control and I loved it. My fingers tangled in his hair, bringing our mouths together as he snapped his hips, thrusting harder and faster and sending pleasure ricocheting through me like my body was a fucking pinball machine.
“Mmm… please, Alex… give it to me.”
“You want more?”
“Fuck.” I groaned as he buried himself deep. “Yes. More.”
Alex nipped at my lip, our teeth clashing. “Touch yourself. Make yourself come for me.”
My mouth was lost to his as I slipped a hand between us, grasping my cock and pumping it fast. I knew I couldn’t be stretched much farther and as Alex thrust deep inside me again, I shattered.
I cried out as I came, hot ropes of cum splattering our skin as my body went taut. It felt like all the breath had left my lungs as pleasure consumed me, leaving no room for anything else.
My channel squeezed around Alex, pulling him deep inside me, and with another thrust and a deep, guttural moan, he followed me over the edge.
We lay there panting, exchanging breath with no energy to move. Alex kissed me gently and it felt like I was being slowly brought out of a daze. My whole body felt simultaneously weightless and full of lead, and I never wanted to move again.
“Do you think we could just stay here?” I asked as I ran my fingers through Alex’s hair, my gaze fixated on the soft grey of his eyes. “I don’t want to move.”
“Sure. We can stay here as long as you want.” He smiled at me, a new emotion lending gentle weight to his voice. If I hadn’t known better, I’d have said it sounded like affection.
Maybe it was.
I knew it was ridiculous, because even if this was real, I doubted it would last, but I was starting to feel things for Alex. Things I hadn’t felt in years. Things I’d been so sure I’d never feel again.
And if we stayed in this moment, then they’d last forever.