Chapter 62 #2
“Yes. Yours. Always yours…” I confirmed, and he tightened his grip on my face slightly, his copper eyes flashing with approval.
“Ask me if you can come.”
“Please? Please, Jay? Can I come, please?” I begged, rocking slightly in his lap again to show him how desperate I was. I expected him to give me his usual chuckle, but he didn’t.
He was looking at me like I was the only thing that mattered in the entire freaking world, and I wished I could burn this moment into my memory forever. I never wanted to forget what he looked like, sprawled out beneath me and teaching me just how good my body could feel.
“No,” he said finally, and my lips parted in surprise.
“Wh-what?”
“I said no. Make me come first, then you can finish.”
“B-but…Jay… I don’t know if I can last—”
“You can. Just focus,” he said, leaning back and wrapping his hands around my hips again. “Move, Milo,” he ordered, and I couldn’t do anything but obey. My hips were rolling into him again, and my cock rubbed against his belly with each languid thrust.
“F-fuhhh, Jay…”
“I know… I know it’s tough, baby... But you can do this. Just hold on a little longer…”
I slammed my eyes shut and continued to ride him, doing my best to fight the impossibly powerful need to explode all over his stomach and chest. It wasn’t just building in my sensitive dick.
It was rising up from deep inside me, lighting up my nerve endings and causing my very bones to heat with need.
The warm burn of pleasure was growing so quickly and so powerfully that I sobbed with the effort of stopping it.
I thought for sure I was going to fail when Jay’s breath caught and his fingers spasmed against my hips.
“Holy shit, Milo… fuck!” he grunted as his cock began to throb deep inside me, filling me up with so much hot cum I felt it squeeze back out around his cock.
“Come? Now? Please? “ I begged, so aroused I couldn’t manage to form a complete sentence. Jay used his hands to force my hips back and forth on his lap faster and harder than I would have been able to manage on my own.
“Yes—now, Milo. Come for me. Show me, baby …Show me…” he breathed as he stared down at my pink, glistening tip.
It only took three more thrusts against his stomach to finish me. His still hard cock brushed against my prostate, and my entire body rolled with heat as I started to come.
“J—oh—omigod—ayyy!” I cried, throwing my head back as I lost myself to the impossibly strong waves of ecstasy that he always seemed to draw out of me.
“Yeah, sweet boy. That’s it. You’re coming so good for me. Look at that pretty pink cock, all slicked in your cum…” he murmured reverently, wrapping his hand around my dick and using my own release as lube as he stroked me through the rest of my climax.
I choked and sobbed as my cock continued to shoot, and Jay kissed me while he stroked me, humming soft soothing sounds against my lips until I shuddered as the last wave of pleasure ran its course.
When I was finally done, I collapsed against his chest, and he tugged me in close, leaving firm, affectionate kisses on my temple and up into my now-damp hair.
“You did so good, baby… You’re so perfect...” he murmured, and I shivered, wishing I didn’t have to ever get up.
I never wanted him to pull out. His warm, sweat-slicked skin felt like home, and the gentle brush of his fingers up and down my naked back felt like a promise.
It felt like forever.
“I’m so glad we met, Milo,” Jay whispered into my hair after what somehow felt like both the longest and the shortest moment of my life.
“Me too,” I croaked.
“Milo… I…”
“Yeah?” I leaned back to look at him, and he bit his lip, his dark eyebrows pinching together.
“What is it?” I pressed.
“Milo, I think… I think I’m in lo—”
“This is a scheduled reminder! Milo Murphy needs to be at the Cortex in less than ONE HOUR for his presentation!” NOVA chimed happily, and I’d never wanted to rip her circuits out more.
“Fuck…” Jay groaned, leaning his head back against the headboard and running a frustrated hand down his face. “Almost forgot about our master plan…” He smirked at me, and I couldn’t help but laugh at his cheesy joke.
He tapped my bare ass, jerking his chin up with a smirk.
“Up, let’s get you showered and changed so I can show you off to everyone.” He winked, and my cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
He grew serious again for a minute and touched his finger to my chin gently, that strange crease forming in between his eyebrows again.
“I can’t wait until this is all over and I can really tell the world that you’re mine,” he said softly, and my heart skipped several beats at his words.
“But… uhm… What were you just about to say?” I asked, and his eyes darkened further, that possessive look welled up again, and I shivered beneath the intensity of it.
He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and tugged me in for a tender kiss. I sighed and melted into him, wondering if I would ever get sick of this.
“I’ll tell you after,” he murmured, and a rush of excitement shot through me.
I had a feeling I knew what he’d just been about to say, and I was pretty sure I felt the same way.
I’d never said those words to anyone before… not romantically at least.
How lucky was I that I’d found someone who might actually love me?
“Promise?” I whispered.
He gave me a small smile and nodded, brushing his lips against mine again.
“I promise.”