29. Warren
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
WARREN
A s soon as we make it back to the RV, Kyle shoves me against the dusty exterior, grabbing my throat and staring deep into my eyes. “Never flirt with another man in front of me again. I don’t like it.”
The possessive growl in his voice makes me want to obey. To surrender myself here and now, because watching Kyle stand up to Dex and claim me as his own was so fucking hot.
When I don’t reply right away, his hand tightens around my throat, and I whimper.
“ Got it? ” His voice is hard and so unlike him.
I nod frantically, and then he slams his lips to mine, tasting like sweat and desperation.
It’s cataclysmic.
A life-altering, soul-consuming tsunami destroying everything in its wake.
He pulls me under, refusing either of us even a single breath of air.
I’m drowning in him—utterly and completely—but I couldn’t be happier.
We stumble into the RV, finally breaking apart and gasping for breath.
“Showers,” I pant as Kyle continues to lick and nip at my lips. “Seriously, Ky. We stink. ”
Kyle groans, reluctantly pulling away and staring me in the eye. “ Be quick. ”
I salute him, causing his lip to quirk, before I dart to the bathroom and wash all the important parts.
Kyle hops in the shower next, and soon enough, we’re rolling around in bed with wet hair and damp skin, picking up right where we left off.
Pressing his face into my neck, Kyle breathes deeply. “ Mmm. You smell like coconut and fresh soap. Heavenly. ”
I flip us so that I’m on top, pinning his hands above his head as I grin down at him. “There’s nothing angelic about me, baby. And you know it. ”
Leaning down, I kiss him fiercely, our tongues battling for an unknown prize just out of reach. I squeeze his wrists, keeping them pinned above his head while we continue to make out with a frenzied sort of passion.
My heart’s racing and my head’s spinning; I can’t think straight.
I’m all in with this.
With him.
I sit up, straddling him and catching my breath for a second.
“ God. Your piercing is so fucking hot, ” Kyle pants, an aroused flush lighting up his creamy skin.
If I could bottle up this moment, I would. Preserving it forever like a tiny world trapped inside a snow globe that’s shaken to life whenever I need a sliver of happiness.
Because I’m afraid this won’t last.
And I don't want him to stop looking at me like this.
Ever.
One road trip can’t be the beginning and the end for us.
I need to be connected to him deeply and unequivocally.
“Fuck me, Kyle. Please. ”
Kyle blinks a few times, but like a rubber band stretched too far, he snaps, surging forward as soon as the words leave my lips.
His mouth slams into mine with no finesse, just hot, fiery passion. His kiss is ravenous, devouring my tongue and consuming my soul.
Warm palms caress my naked torso, feeling along my abs and sliding higher until he thumbs my nipples.
I groan, loving being worshipped by him. “Fuck, Ky,” I pant into his mouth. “I want you so bad.”
His strong, capable hands sweep over my shoulders, kneading the tense muscles and making me melt further into him. My skin is tingling all over, and my dick is rock hard. It’s almost uncomfortable trapped inside my boxer briefs.
“ I need you, ” I whine without hesitation, grinding my erection into his stomach.
We’re breathing heavily, nothing but a pile of limbs and sensations rutting against each other.
Kyle presses his forehead to mine. “Me too. Fuck. Me too, baby. But let’s try to take this slow, I want to savor every minute of you.”
Holy shit.
His impassioned words melt my heart, sending a pulse of blood straight to my dick. I spring forward, pressing my mouth to his in a hard, firm kiss.
God, I’ve wanted this for so long.
Probably a lot longer than I even realize, if I’m being honest with myself. Kyle is the one person who’s always been there for me, and I trust him more than anyone else on this Earth.
Breaking away from the kiss, I rummage through the nightstand drawer looking for lube and feeling a little antsy, like Kyle might change his mind about fucking me if I take too long.
When I finally find the little bottle, I toss it to him, rushing to yank my underwear down and free my angry erection.
Kyle stands up to slip his own underwear off slowly, crawling toward me on the bed with his hard cock swinging between his legs.
Fuck.
I want to feel that thing inside me.
He gives me a quick little peck on the lips before taking charge. “Hands and knees, Ren.”
His lip ticks up on one side, a slight blush staining his handsome face. I scramble to obey, never feeling so turned on in my entire life.
I peer over my shoulder, perusing the strong, muscled body kneeling behind me, and my stomach flutters with excited nerves.
Kyle runs a soothing hand up my spine, causing me to arch my back further and stick out my ass even more. “Relax, Ren,” he whispers in a calm, soothing tone. “I got you.”
My head drops, hanging between my shoulders while I try to focus on loosening up as much as I can.
I trust him.
Always.
A cool drop of liquid plops into my crack, dripping over my hole, and I gasp when two fingers begin to rub it in. Moaning without a shred of embarrassment, I press back, attempting to get them to slip inside me.
“So impatient,” Kyle admonishes, and something about his firm tone really fucking turns me on.
“I need your fingers inside me,” I demand. “ Now, Kyle. ” He’s torturing me with these slow circles, and I can feel my asshole pulsating against his fingers.
Not to mention, my cock is weeping angry tears, hanging hard as a rock between my legs. If I don’t get some sort of stimulation somewhere , I might implode.
Before I can whine again, Kyle’s finger suddenly slips inside without much resistance.
“ Yesss, ” I cry out, panting heavily while I adjust to the intrusion.
Kyle holds still, and after a few seconds, I’m ready to go.
“More,” I beg, starting to move my hips and fuck myself on his finger.
He grabs hold of my hip with one hand, stilling me so he can push another finger inside, scissoring them.
I’m a squirming, moaning mess by the time he squeezes a third finger in, stretching my hole to its limit.
“ Holy fuck! ” I shout through the burn. “ Hold on. Hold on. Hold on, ” I chant, willing myself not to give up and throw in the towel so soon.
“Deep breaths, Ren. My cock is bigger than three fingers. You can take it.” Kyle runs a soothing hand up and down my spine, caressing my ass cheeks and reaching around to give my cock a soft tug.
A slight sheen of sweat coats my body, and my legs tremble. I take a few deep breaths like Ky tells me to, relaxing even further.
I bear down, pulling his fingers inside me and squeezing them tightly.
The groan that escapes my lips is deep and throaty, and I might feel a little bit embarrassed if I wasn’t stuffed full and concentrating on other things right now.
“So fucking hot,” he whispers. “I’ve never seen anything so fucking sexy in all my life. I can’t wait to slide my cock into you.”
“ Oh fuck, Ky. ” I start to slowly rock my hips against his hand, enjoying the stretch and burn while I go at my own pace.
“Are you ready for my cock now? I can’t wait to feel you grip me.”
I bury my face into the pillow, muffling the moans as Kyle finger fucks me deep and hard.
Turning my head to the side, I cry out with urgency. “Fuck me, Ky. Please! ”
He pulls his fingers out of me, and the loss is startling.
I’m empty and desperate for him until I hear the snick of a cap and feel more cold lube being dribbled over my tender hole, followed by the sloppy sound of jerking off.
We aren’t using protection because we trust each other implicitly, knowing the other has always been safe. Kyle and Marissa were virgins, and I get tested regularly, the last time being after Paige.
Kyle’s round, blunt cockhead presses against my hole, attempting to push its way inside.
Holy shit.
That feels impossibly large, despite how much I want it.
“Too big,” I mumble into my pillow.
“You just have to relax a little more and once the head pops in, it’ll feel good. I’m positive. ”
I know his words are true, but it’s getting past that point that’s hard.
Kyle pulls his dick away, squirting even more lube on my hole before slipping two fingers back in, twisting and scissoring them wider. He’s trying to stretch me and prepare my hole for his cock.
So hot.
So fucking hot.
When Kyle finally slips his fingers out, I once again feel an empty sensation. “Stick it in, Kyle,” I beg. “ Give me your cock. ”
I lift my head, peering over my shoulder and making eye contact with him as he grips the base of his cock, firmly pressing it against my open hole.
Something intimate shimmers in his baby blues, something deeper than mere lust.
Something I can’t think about right now.
I bear down, struggling to take his girth, but his cockhead finally pops in.
Sucking in a strangled breath of air, Kyle freezes with just the tip inside.
“ Shit. You okay, Renny? ” he pants, squeezing my hips hard enough to leave bruises as he attempts to keep still inside of me.
“Gimme a second,” I grunt, panting through the burn. But after a minute, the pain starts to dissipate, turning into a throbbing ache that needs to be filled. “Okay,” I breathe out. “ I’m ready. ”
“ Yeah? ” Kyle asks with an eager edge to his voice, wanting to make sure.
“ Fuck me, Kyle. ”
With my final plea, he presses forward, keeping the grip on my hips until he bottoms out, and we both moan loudly.
“So full,” I mumble, unable to form full sentences when his dick is filling my guts.
Kyle pulls back, surging forward with a little more speed this time.
My body jerks and I grip the sheets, arching my back even more as he pulls out again, setting a steady pace.
A wet, rhythmic slapping sound fills the air, as does the smell of sweat and sex.
It’s intoxicating.
Kyle relentlessly pounds into me, pushing between my shoulder blades and pressing my top half to the bed, exposing my ass even more as I’m forced to spread my legs wider.
The change in position allows him to hit deeper within me, grazing that magic spot I’ve come to love so much.
“ Ungh! Right there, Ky. Right there!”
He doesn’t stop, his hips moving like a jackhammer against my ass as he reaches out and grabs hold of my long hair.
Shit. That’s hot.
“Fuck, Renny. I’m not gonna last long. You’re too sexy.”
When he uses the nickname from our childhood, it does me in.
“M’gonna come!” I shout into the pillow as he continues to plow into me.
I grab my cock, stroking it a few times until a familiar tingle races down my spine and my nuts draw up, spurting load after load onto the pristine sheets below me.
My hole pulses around Ky’s length as it jackhammers into me, and the feeling is so foreign and so hot that a second, smaller orgasm rolls through me languorously.
I continue to come, my body squeezing him relentlessly and milking his cock until he erupts inside me, liquid heat scorching my insides as his cum pumps deep into me.
We both collapse on the bed, Kyle’s heavy body pressing me into the mattress, with his cock trapped inside.
“Mmm. So good and so warm,” he mumbles into my hair, nuzzling his face affectionately. “Wish I could stay here forever. Sleep inside you.”
His dirty words whispered directly into my ear send a wave of goosebumps across my skin.
I hum my agreement, thinking that would be nice as his cock starts to soften slightly, but still staying plump enough to keep his cum inside me.
He burrows his arms underneath me and across my chest, squeezing tightly and keeping me pressed to him so that we’re still connected when he rolls us to our sides, spooning me with his dick nestled inside.
We doze, floating in the warm space between sleep and wakefulness, until Kyle finally pulls out very slowly.
He disappears to the bathroom and returns with a warm washcloth, spreading my cheeks to inspect the damage while cleaning me up gently.
“You okay?” he murmurs, and I hum my acknowledgement as he crawls back into bed.
I roll to my other side, facing him.
We’re silent for a moment, and I don’t think he even realizes he does it, but he reaches out, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger while we stare at each other intensely.
I’m pretty sure he’s thinking the same things I am because I almost can’t believe it.
Kyle was just inside me.
We had sex .
Like actual anal intercourse.
And fucking hell do I want to do it again.