Chapter 16 #3
Damian’s hand slides down to my hips and slips into my boxers, grabbing at my ass with one of his large hands. Arousal floods me as we kiss and I feel overwhelmed by how badly I want him. Need him.
I pull back from the kiss, panting for breath.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask him. “You’re injured and—”
Damian cuts me off. “I need you, Alessio,” he croons. “I need…to feel you. Feel that you’re real. You’re here.”
I understand what he means in an instant, and I say nothing else.
I capture his mouth a half second later.
My tongue swirls around his and I taste our saliva melding together into something purely orgasmic.
The only sound in the room is our soft moaning and grunting as I start to grind my hips against his.
Damian responds by rocking his hips against me harder, but not faster. Our hard lengths rub each other through the fabric of our boxers and my breathing fastens.
“God, I want you,” I moan into his mouth, the words barely understandable.
Damian suddenly rolls me onto my back and uses one of his hands to nudge my thighs apart. He doesn’t have to work hard. My thigh’s part themselves to his will like I’m made of nothing but feathers.
He settles down between my thighs and I wrap my arms around his neck. The weight of his body, heavy against my own, sandwiching me between the bed, is so fucking good.
“Ahh, fuck.” I groan and roll my hips up against his as he grinds down against me. Just as I’m starting to get in a good rhythm, however, Damian stops. He pushes his boxers down and reveals his girthy member.
Before I can unravel my arms from his neck, he reaches down and pulls mine off as well. I lift my hips to help him and bend my knees so he can pull them off my legs. When he settles down between my hips again, we’re completely naked.
His bare length rubs against mine and I gasp as I feel the precum already dripping from his tip.
“Someone’s excited,” I tease him.
A low growl comes from Damian’s chest up his throat and vibrations against my chest. I shiver and lean up to find his lips again.
He wastes no time kissing me back, firm but slow and passionate. Every turn of our heads is only in an effort to draw the kiss even deeper.
I push my finger tips into the flesh of his upper back, and he groans into the kiss, the sound making my hips buck more needily against his.
Everything is already so wet and hot, I can hardly take it. Still, I force myself to take a few more minutes to enjoy what’s happening.
Cock against cock. Chest against chest. Lips against lips.
I grind my length against his over and over, and listen to the way he practically sings above me. His arms rest beside my head, and I can feel the heat of his biceps on my cheeks and ears.
“You wanna fuck me?” I ask him breathlessly after breaking the kiss.
He gasps softly for air and kisses my lips once, then twice, before finally speaking.
“Don’t act like you’re not desperate for it, baby,” he drawls out like a purr. He brings one of his hands up and sucks on his fingers.
I can’t help the moan that escapes me when he reaches down and pushes his fingers between my cheeks and brushes his slick finger tips against my hole.
“I think…we’re going to need more than that,” I tell him, but enjoy it nevertheless. The way he massages the tight ring of muscle and his thumb slides up and brushes my taint.
“Ahh,” I gasp in pleasure, tilting my head back as he pushes against my taint harder, massaging it.
“Oh, I know,” Damian whispers. “Where?”
I realize he’s asking me where something we can use for lube is. I almost struggle to answer though, so caught up in rolling my hips against his prodding fingers.
Despite his wounds and how exhausted he’d been just hours before, he seems to be having no trouble keeping up.
“D-Drawer…oil…” I manage to say.
Damian shifts and leans over the side of the bed to the night stand, pulling it open and somewhat blindly digging his hand around until he leans back over with a small tub of coconut oil in his hand.
I wasn’t sure there would be actual lube in there, but I knew if anything there would be some kind of oil.
Coconut oil is a lucky find.
I expect Damian to slather his fingers and dick up with it, but instead he sets it to the side.
“Mm, let me prepare you,” he hums out his words. Then he slides down and away from my chest. I miss the weight of him pressing down against me, it makes me almost whine in objection. A sound that hasn’t been made for many.
“Come b—” my words are abruptly cut off by his hands spreading my ass cheeks and his tongue suddenly sliding over my hole.
My entire body goes stiff for a second before relaxing against his exploring tongue. He rims me so effortlessly. With his wet warm tongue drawing circles around my hole before slipping in ever so slightly.
I draw my knees up a little more, and my thighs shiver. My hands grab onto the sheets underneath me. I feel my length throbbing needily against my thigh and lower stomach, rock hard and aching.
“Does that feel good, Les?” he asks me and his breath breezes along my most sensitive areas that are wet and pulsing with need.
I choke out my words followed by a moan. “Fuck yes, baby.”
My head is spinning already, so when he finally lubes up his fingers with the oil and presses them inside of me? My eyes completely close. I can’t even begin to keep them open.
My mouth hangs open as Damian fingers me slow and hard, knuckle by knuckle until after the fifth pass, two of his fingers are completely inside of me.
I feel like they’re made of pure fire and I’m melting into it when he leans down and kisses the inside of one of my parted thighs.
It’s the single most tender gesture, and he continues to kiss down my thigh until he reaches my throbbing length.
“Look at you, wanting for me so badly,” he whispers and his breath washes over the sensitive skin of my cock.
I’m about to say something when he curls his fingers inside of me slightly as he thrusts them, and licks the underside of my length slowly.
Every one of his movements is deliberately slow. It almost makes me angry; I want him and I want him now. At the same time, it feels so fucking good.
I tilt my head up and manage to open my eyes to look at him, wanting to watch him as he drags his tongue down me again and flicks at my balls.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” I breathe out.
He hums and stretches me open further with his fingers.
My breath hitches and my head falls back against the pillow.
Damian uses his tongue to find a way along the edge of my hip back down my thigh and it makes me shiver hard.
“Mm, I mark you this time,” he whispers against my flesh.
Then he takes a bite of me into his mouth. His teeth clamp down hard against my thigh and he sucks and licks at my skin until I’m squirming underneath him.
When he stops, a wet red mark is left along my skin and it feels so good.
“More,” I beg him. “Please…mark me more.”
And he does. He bites and sucks at the flesh of my thigh over and over again, all while thrusting his fingers inside of me right against the perfect spot of my prostate.
“Damian,” I moan his name once, and a second time, and then reach down and tangle my fingers in his hair. “I need you i-inside me, now.” My voice is so desperate that it almost doesn’t sound like me.
Damian slowly pulls his fingers out of my hole and I feel my muscles contract and ache in his absence.
He doesn’t make me wait long. He moves up between my thighs again and reaches for the oil. He spreads it along his length all while exhaling little huffs of needy breath.
The room is already so much warmer than it was, and sweat gathers at my hairline and along my chest. With my eyes open, I see the sweat glittering in his body hair and along his skin.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” I pant out as he’s fisting his dick and guiding it towards me.
He looks up at me just before pushing the head of his length against my hole and his eyes are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. His damp hair hangs down and slightly obscures my view, but it doesn’t matter.
I can’t keep my eyes open once he thrusts inside of me, inch by inch. I take him with ease, even better than before. His arms fall down to either side of my head, and as he sinks down into me, his chest draws closer and his face tucks against the side of mine.
My hole throbs around his pulsing length, and my own cock is dripping. I’m not going to last long.
It’s almost as if he knows this, because instead of pounding me into the bed as hard and fast as humanly possible, Damian goes slow.
He reaches the hilt inside of me, and then slowly draws back out almost all of the way before thrusting back inside of me at the same pace.
His chest presses against mine, almost crushing even, and yet he doesn’t lose the precise movement of his hips. They roll and rock against me with just the right amount of pressure.
Each thrust brings me closer to the edge.
I turn my head to the side and press my lips against his cheek, then his jawline, and anywhere I can reach. One hand in his hair, one hand gripping tightly at his marred back. All I can do is hold onto him and moan in pleasure.
I can’t even speak. My lips are parted and my thighs trembling.
“You feel so fucking good,” Damian growls against my ear. “It’s so hard not to fuck you like an animal right now.”
My breath hitches in my throat and all I can get out is a desperate whimper of a moan.
“Or do you want that?” he asks me. “Mmm. Maybe later. When we’re both a little less…ah...fuck…mmm, wounded.” His words are cut off by his own breath gasping and his grunting into the side of my face.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound of his balls and thighs smacking against my ass and hole makes a rhythm that fills the room. The creaking of the bed is only slightly louder.
It’s wet and slick and every inch of me wants more. More and more.
Damian kisses my cheek, I kiss his, until our lips meet and I kiss him deeply. The kind of depth that the bottom of the ocean can’t compete with. Tongues swirling ardently and saliva dripping down my chin by the time we come up for air.
“I’m…so close,” I tell him as my length starts to pulse quicker.
I can feel him inside me. Every throb of the blood in his cock is felt through my hole and I know he’s close too.
He grunts against my chin and starts to buck into me harder and only slightly faster.
My stomach muscles tighten first.
“I-Inside,” I tell him quickly, hoping he understands what I mean.
Based on the way he suddenly reaches down and grips my hip, pinning me against the bed as he slams his hips into mine once, then twice…he knows what I want.
I come just a second before him. Spurting out along my stomach in several heavy loads, wet and sticky, hot. My entire body clenches and my eyes nearly roll back in my head. It’s nothing compared to feeling Damian come inside of me though.
He pumps into me a third time and spills unrelentlessly.
“Fuck, fuck!” Damian growls and grunts into the side of my face and his gravely tone of release makes my length throb in return even after emptying.
The slap of his body against my own is accompanied by him trembling from head to toe as he releases inside of me. He sobs. He actually sobs against my skin and I feel several tears trickle down my neck onto my chest.
I tighten my hold in his hair and kiss his ear several times. Feeling how hot his body is against my lips.
He goes stiff, just like me, and we both relax several sounds later, one after the other.
His length begins to soften inside of me quickly, but I don’t want him to move. I want to feel him inside of me for as long as possible.
I sigh heavily. Sweat beads on every inch of me, and the sweat from his body drips down onto my own every now and then.
I lick my lips. “I’m so glad you’re alive.”
Damian opens his eyes and looks at me through wet lashes. He doesn’t say anything right away, we just look at each other as we catch our breath. As the heat and moisture in the room starts to dissipate.
His fingers find their way to my neck and he caresses it.
My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, but I want to look at him.
“I’m falling for you, Alessio Dresvanni,” he whispers.
My heart is in my throat all of the sudden. Racing.
I want to resist, I really do…but I can’t. I can’t stop myself from responding to him how I really want to. Even if it’s crazy.
“I’m falling for you, Damian Rossi.”