31. Chapter 31
Nate sat on the couch with his legs crossed over each other, resting on our makeshift coffee table with his head back and eyes closed. He’d been like that for a good hour, lost in thought after he met with his dad today. He wasn’t napping because he kept checking his phone.
What could I do to make Nate feel better? Did he feel bad? Or was he just lost in thought? I wanted to do something for him. I itched to do something as I paced in the kitchen, watching him.
Would he like to skate? No, if so, he’d be out there by now. Maybe we could find something to watch on TV. Nah, he’d already be watching it if he wanted.
Then it hit me.
With clenched fists and a deep breath, I walked over to Nate, lifted his feet, and put them on the floor. His eyes popped open, looking at me curiously. “What’s going on?”
Without saying a word, I spread his legs apart and dropped to my knees. I grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss.
Our eyes slid closed as Nate moaned into my mouth.
His warm and soft tongue explored my mouth.
Kissing him was the best, even better than sex.
Sex was amazing, and I loved it, but kissing Nate was everything.
It was ownership filled with promises and vows.
When I imagined being with him all those years, I usually envisioned us kissing.
We would be lying in bed, holding each other, and just making out as our hands traveled across our naked bodies.
His skin was always so smooth, smoother than mine, with less hair. He had three moles on the inside of his left thigh and one on his right thigh, tucked close to his sac. I’d only discovered them once while I sucked him down.
Nate pulled away, gasping for air. His lips glistened with saliva, and they tugged at the corners into a smile. “What was that for?”
“Do I need a reason?”
“Nah.”
I slid my hands under his T-shirt to touch that smooth skin of his, running my hands across the expanse of his chest, fingers dancing over his nipples.
I pushed up his shirt and yanked it over his head. My hands continued to map out every inch of him. I was still in awe that we were together now more than best friends, and it wasn’t a dream or fantasy. I would never take it for granted.
“I love your skin,” I whispered.
His hands landed on mine, moving with me.
“I love you touching me.”
Nate pushed my hands down around his waist. “Remove my pants and underwear.”
My stomach fluttered at his command. I untied his sweats and pulled them down, exposing the bulge in his underwear.
I tugged on the waistband, and Nate lifted his ass so I could pull them off.
Once his sweats were on the floor, I ran my hands along his lean legs, up his thighs, and to his swollen cock.
His underwear was light gray, and you could see the spot of pre-cum leaking through it. I licked my lips at the sight.
“Remove them,” he said.
My fingers dug into the elastic band and pulled his boxer briefs off, tossing them to the floor with his sweats.
“Go to my room and grab the lube.”
“But I want to—”
“Get it now. I want to have it ready because after you suck me off, I’m going to have you.”
“You’re going to fuck me?”
He nodded slowly. “Yes.”
I loved this side of Nate. He wasn’t a bossy person, and when he controlled the sex or blow jobs, he used to blush. Now, he looked at me with dark and determined eyes filled with confidence as my heart filled with love and trust.
My stomach dipped again with a thrill as I stood and rushed off to grab the lube.
I found it in the side table drawer, brought it back, and sat on my knees again.
“Now what? Tell me what you want, Star.”
“Take my cock in your hand and lick the tip.”
I fisted his hot shaft, held it upright, and leaned forward, swiping my tongue over his glistening red head. The salty bitterness burst on my tongue, and I savored it while Nate closed his eyes and moaned.
“Please watch me, Star.”
“Fuck,” he muttered and ran a hand through my hair. “You’re so beautiful, baby, and gorgeous between my legs, as if you’re worshiping my cock.”
“I am worshiping it.”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed my head down. “Suck me, but don’t make me come. I want to do that inside you.”
I gasped a breath as my cock pulsed in my jeans, desperate for relief, but it needed to wait. Nate needed my full attention.
After licking him a few times, I eased his dick into my mouth as far as it would go, and Nate pushed my head down more, making me gag around him. I didn’t have much of a gag reflex, but this pushed my limits. I popped off for breath, but attacked his cock again with more determination.
My hand tightened around his length as I bobbed my head. I still wasn’t sure if I was any good at blowing him, but Nate never complained.
“Tug on my nuts…”
I grabbed his balls and gently pulled on them as I continued to suck him down, teasing his head with my tongue.
“God, your fucking mouth is amazing, baby.”
I preened with confidence at his words. Not only did he direct me, but he also helped me to know if I was doing things right.
“Yeah, right there… just like that.”
Nate groaned and gently thrust into my mouth. “Fuck, I’m getting close. We should stop,” he said.
Instead, I doubled down. Nate had said he wanted to come inside me, but I also wanted his cum to flood in my mouth. We could have sex later when he recovered.
But Nate didn’t let me. He tugged on my hair, forcing me to pop off. “No, I want to be inside you.”
“Please, Star. Come in my mouth.”
He processed my words, but shook his head. “I want to be inside you. We’ll suck each other off later tonight.”
Appeased, I nodded and stood.
“Remove your clothes, Sam.”
I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, sliding them off my legs. Next, I took off my T-shirt and tossed it to the ground. Last, I removed my underwear.
Nate sat on the couch, lazily pumping his dick as he scanned my body, watching me undress.
My cock throbbed and ached, but I didn’t touch it. I stood there, waiting for my instructions.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, baby. Get on the couch on your knees and lean over the back. I want to play with your hole.”
An arousing shudder traveled through my body as I did as I was told.
My knees sunk into the worn couch cushions as I rested my chest onto the back of the couch, exposing my ass to my star.
It was vulnerable, and my mind kept flashing to when those assholes touched me as a kid, but they never had me like this.
Only Nate. I trusted him with every fiber of my being.
His fingers spread my cheeks, and he puffed his breath over my hole. I clenched on instinct, but when he swiped his tongue over it, my body melted into the couch.
His tongue was warm and wet. How did this feel so good?
It didn’t make sense to me, but I didn’t complain either.
The arousing sensation was so relaxing, I struggled to keep my thoughts on track.
My mind slipped into a life with Nate where we were married, promising we would never separate until the day we died.
No matter where life took us or if we lost everything and had to live on the streets again, so be it.
As long as Nate was with me, everything would be okay.
My Polaris made every bad thing forgettable whenever he touched me. I’d never suffered, my brain was intact, and I was… normal. Nate made me whole and made this horrible world worth living for.
The coldness across my skin pulled me back to the present.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said, kissing the globes of my ass. “I’m never going anywhere, not without you.”
His hands slid up my back as he kissed my skin. One of his hands slipped under my stomach and down until he fisted my weeping cock. The rush of arousal swept across me, and I shuddered at his touch.
“Let’s open you up more, baby.”
He kissed my back again and let go of my dick, leaving me needy for his touch, but I said nothing, knowing Nate wouldn’t leave me hanging.
I craned my neck to watch him pour lube into his hand and stroke himself, getting his cock oily and ready for me.
My heart beat faster, knowing we were about to have sex soon.
It wasn’t just about the sex or fucking.
We made love and explored our bodies, still learning about each other—what made us tingle, what made us cry out in pleasure, what made us come.
Soon, Nate inserted his finger inside me. There was a slight pressure, but since he’d rimmed me, I opened up easily for him.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“So good.”
I leaned down again, resting my head on my arms, shoving my ass back, enjoying Nate’s fingers.
After massaging my hole with three fingers, he pulled them out, leaving me empty, but he’d be filling me up soon enough. My dick throbbed with anticipation.
“On your back, Sam. I always want to see your face when you come. It’s a beautiful thing.”
“I like watching you, too.”
After I fell onto my back on the cushions, Nate attacked me, taking my mouth in his. He thrust his stiff cock on mine as we consumed each other. Having his dick rub up against my dick was insane and something I wanted to explore more of next time.
When we came up for air, he said, “Pull your legs back for me. Let me get in there. I fucking need to be inside you like yesterday.”
“Hurry, Star… need you, too.”