Chapter 20 #2
As his hands rested on my hips, a cold shiver ran down my spine, followed by a tingling sensation that took my breath away.
Our gazes locked, and I plunged into the deep blue of his eyes.
It was like diving into the darkest ocean, where the stars reflected, drawing me into another universe for a moment.
Only when we were bumped from the side did I snap back to reality.
Dominic’s hand grazed my side, and this time, the heat surged through my veins. That’s when I realized that I hadn’t taken my hand off him either. By now, it wasn’t on his shoulder anymore but had slipped down to his chest. Impressed by his physique, I moved my hand to his side.
I inhaled his masculine scent, mixed with aftershave, relishing the closeness between him. We swayed to the rhythm of the song, lost in the powerful beats. It was like we were in a trance, floating in our own world, detached from the wedding celebration and the people dancing around us.
Before the song ended, the next one began to take center stage. My mouth dropped open when I heard the intro to David Bowie’s “The Stars (Are Out Tonight).”
“Shit, this can’t be happening,” Dominic groaned.
“Three to two for Bowie!” I yelled, kissing him on the cheek. Then I leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Do you realize how hot you’ve been making me this whole time?” I pressed my body against his and couldn’t resist breathing in the scent under his ear.
Dominic shivered and froze. His breath hitched, his expression transformed.
“I know that darkness in your eyes,” I said in a low voice as I moved away from him.
Embarrassed, he averted his gaze and licked his lips. He was so irresistible that I couldn’t hold back any longer. I grabbed his upper arm and led him off the dance floor like a cop arresting a suspect.
“Hey! What’s going on?” he asked, surprised, stumbling beside me.
I led him past the gift table into the farthest, dimmest corner of the cloakroom.
“Oh God, Kilian, we’re here …”
I didn’t want to hear any more. I pressed my lips against his and began exploring with my tongue.
Dominic welcomed me without resistance, gripping my vest and pulling me even closer.
I responded to his invitation, feeling his heavy breath on my chest. When I shifted my leg against his groin, Dominic gasped.
“Shit, Kil, what are you doing to me?”
“What do I feel there on my thigh?”
“I don’t even know how that’s possible,” he answered breathlessly and sought my lips again.
I dragged a coat rack loaded with jackets closer to create our own little cave, protected on three sides. That way, nobody could see us, reducing the risk of Dominic panicking when I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. To my surprise, he did the same to me with frantic movements.
“You’re so erotic,” I said between two kisses, smacking my lips so hard against his that the back of his head hit the wall. I then slid out his penis, pressing it against mine. “And your cock is getting harder and harder. God, you’re hot!”
Dominic clung to me and the moment he opened his lips again, I became even wilder.
I plundered his mouth, circling his tongue until I drew a moan from him, one hand smashing our cocks together while the other wrapped around his throat, holding his head with a firm grip.
A growl escaped my lips when I saw his eyes clouded with lust, shining and pleading, afraid I might just stop again.
I could tell by the twitching of his cock that he enjoyed my hardness and how I dominated him.
One side of him tried to push me away, but the other kept me right where I was, making sure I didn’t suddenly change my mind.
I bit his lips, then kissed him mercilessly and relentlessly. Stealing the breath he had stolen from me.
More and more heat flowed into my center. Precum collected on my tip, which I spread over Dominic’s glans with my thumb while I jerked our cocks.
Dominic panted, his knees buckling. Before he could collapse, he leaned heavily on my shoulder, struggling to catch his breath.
“You’re so hard, babe,” I said next to his ear and nibbled on his earlobe. “I want to see you come.”
His excitement pulsed in my hand and along my length, so that I could hardly stand it anymore and rubbed harder and harder.
“Don’t stop,” Dominic moaned, sliding his hand on my neck as he tilted his pelvis upward.
I took his free hand and put it around our penises. “Here. Jerk us off really hard.”
Dominic did what I asked, but I couldn’t help but see the panic on his face. He was afraid he wouldn’t last and didn’t even dare to take a look at our tips, which were now shiny with precum.
“Look at it, babe,” I said, moving my pelvis in time with his thrusts. “Your cock is so hard. I can’t get enough of rubbing myself against it.”
When he finally dared to look, I put my hand around his and jerked our lengths together with him. I thrust my pelvis up evenly, directly into his hand, where the moisture was collecting.
Harder and faster.
I was completely out of control, and when I saw the fuck-me look on Dominic’s face, I lost my mind.
The man was so attractive. The mixture of fear, panic, his lust, and pure excitement made my desire for more overflow.
His grip on our cocks became tighter, and he also greedily pushed his pelvis up and down in the hunt for orgasm.
With our foreheads touching against each other, our breath mingled. Caught in the rush, we stared at each other like we were in a trance. Astonishment flickered in his eyes, which was immediately replaced by a passion that elicited a moan from me.
“You’re doing it so well. So damn well. Now come for me.”
“I … c-can’t …”
“Yes, you can. Show me.”
I squeezed his hand even tighter around our lengths and jerked us off even faster.
“I …fuck …” Dominic moaned, his muscles stiffened, and he threw his head back. The cum spurted out of him in several spurts.
I didn’t let go of him and made sure it spread around our lengths. Then I thrust my pelvis even harder and fucked his hand until I was overwhelmed by a hot wave, emitting a strained moan.