Chapter 26 #2
He slurped off my cock, flushed and teary-eyed. “Are you ready for my fingers, beautiful? ”
My head lolled in some semblance of a nod and he sat back on his heels, widening my legs before his movements froze. I glanced up to see him focused on my hipbone, and I swallowed roughly when I realized why.
“You didn’t cover it…” he said barely above a whisper.
He traced over my tattoo reverently, the ink different than the last time he saw it. The music note was identical to the one on his hand, except for the opaque blue watercoloring now splashed behind it that matched the shade of his irises, curling around a quote in small script underneath.
When words fail, music speaks.
“I couldn’t do it…even if it hurt to keep it, I never wanted to forget.”
My whispered admission made his mouth curve up, his features flooding with relief. He leaned down, pressing a warm kiss there and making goosebumps erupt over my sensitized skin.
Theo had lube stashed in the corner and he slicked his fingers, bringing them to my puckered flesh.
His eyes never left mine as he sank in, pumping in and out of me slowly.
One finger became two, then three, stretching and opening me for his cock.
Anticipation thrummed through my veins, overcome with my need for him.
“I’m ready. I want you inside me,” I pleaded hoarsely.
“Just a little more. It’s been a long time for you and I refuse to hurt you,” he crooned. I whined impatiently as he scissored and prepped me longer. After what seemed like an eternity, he slipped free of my body.
I yanked him down for a heated kiss, the intoxicating smell of his sweat and skin enveloping me.
I felt him stretch an arm out and fumble for something.
I stopped kissing him long enough to see the condom he held up and nausea churned in my gut.
As much as I tried not to think about Theo’s exploits in the intervening years, the condom was a cold reminder that there had been others after me.
We’d never needed protection before, but that was no longer the case and I felt sick.
“Dawson, please listen to me.” I reluctantly tipped my head up to meet his steady gaze.
“I got tested the day I surprised you after practice. That’s why I was back in town early.
I wanted to be ready if I ever got the chance to be with you again, but I also didn’t want to assume, hence the condoms. It’s entirely up to you if we use them. I’m okay either way.”
Something cold slid down the side of my temple and Theo swiped his thumb to catch the tears that escaped. Unbearable pressure built up in my ribcage, threatening to explode out of me with everything I felt for this man.
“I love you,” I said thickly.
“God, I love you so fucking much, Mercury.” He kissed me slowly, passionately, our chests heaving for air.
“No condoms. Only you. I just want you.”
A rush of air left him, resting his forehead on mine and swallowing audibly. He grasped my wrist, squeezed some lube in my hand, then brought it to his half-hard length. I stroked him firmly, twisting over his head and relishing in his tremors as I got him hard for me.
Theo notched himself at my opening, waiting for my eyes to meet his before pushing into me.
I breathed and bore down to allow his head to breach the first ring of muscle.
As he tunneled his way in, the burn intensified to stifling levels, but I gave into it.
My body lit on fire, burning away all the years of anger and pain we’d been through without each other.
When he was fully buried, he stilled inside me, our chests heaving as the ashes settled around us.
What was left was only us. No past, no pain, no fear.
It was right in a way nothing else had felt before, taking me over, remaking me into who I was meant to be. Completely and forever his.
“God, I can’t believe I have you back,” he murmured, voice wrecked and thick with emotion. Words wouldn’t come, buried under the intensity of the moment. I drew his lips to mine, hoping he could taste how much I loved him.
“Tell me when to move,” he ground out, muscles shaking from holding back.
“Now, baby...I’m good.”
He slid out an inch then pushed back in, starting a steady roll of his hips that made me see stars. I wrapped my legs around him and dug my heels into his ass, encouraging him to go harder, deeper. Soon he was pounding into me, his cock thick and impossibly hard inside me.
“Fuck, babe, you’re so tight. You were always so fucking tight for me. This hole remembers who it belongs to, doesn’t it?”
I mewled at his filthy words, rocking up to meet his thrusts. Our sweat-slicked bodies slammed together as I answered him grunt for grunt, moan for moan as we escalated into a chorus of shouts that drove my need to incinerating levels.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Dawson. I love watching you fall apart on my cock.”
Pleasure spiked my blood at his praise, sending me higher. He rose up on his knees and threw my legs over his shoulder, dropping his face to mine for a kiss, bending me in half and driving himself even deeper.
“Harder,” I begged. Theo angled his hips up and nudged my prostate. I keened at the electricity that coursed up my spine.
“Goddamn, I’m not gonna last,” he growled, his warm breath puffing against my lips. “Get there for me, baby. I want to see you shoot everywhere like my perfect little slut so I can fill you up like you need.”
I had forgotten how dirty his mouth could be and a shudder ripped through me at how much I loved it. His hand closed around my shaft and I whimpered at his touch as he stroked me in time with his thrusts.
A low string of curses rushed out as prickles of heat spread through my groin. Theo drove into me faster, hitting that perfect spot and I exploded with a cry as the orgasm he demanded split me in two. My back bowed off the mat, cum erupting from my tip and covering my stomach and torso.
“That’s it, Mercury. Fucking come for me, beautiful. You want my load?”
“Please please please,” I chanted deliriously, every pump of his hips drawing out my orgasm.
Theo’s pace grew urgent as he moved in and out of me. My name tore from him on a shout, his hot cum spilling inside me. He kept going, pushing his release as deep as it would go, marking me like I craved.
My heavy arms went around his back, clutching him to me as he buried his face in my neck, aftershocks still rocking both our bodies.
Eventually, he carefully pulled out of me and I winced at the sting, feeling the loss immediately.
He rolled onto his back next to me, playing with my fingers beside him.
I squirmed uncomfortably as his cum slowly trickled out of my used hole.
“What is it?”
“Uh, I just need a towel or something. I kind of forgot what that feels like down there.”
“Oh, shit…”
“What?”
“I don’t have anything to clean up with.”
A sharp noise burst out of me and Theo whipped his head toward me. Another sound bubbled up and then I was laughing uncontrollably, my abs clenching painfully as I wheezed.
“What the—what’s so funny?”
“Just…you thought of every fucking thing…except that,” I choked out, fighting for air.
Theo snorted, his laughter joining mine as we struggled to calm down, and I was pretty sure we were just delirious from our euphoric orgasms. He crawled over to grab his undershirt and gently wiped me clean, my heart stuttering at the intimacy of the gesture.
When he was finished, he slid back onto the pallet with me. We turned on our sides towards one another and I knew his smile mirrored my own. My cheeks ached from it, muscles stretching that hadn’t felt this used in years.
A peaceful silence blanketed us as we basked in the afterglow, hands roving slowly over each other, not to arouse, but to cherish, recommitting every detail to memory. We drifted closer without conscious thought, ending up tangled together and exchanging lazy, sated kisses.
I didn’t want to overwrite a second of our shared history, only create new ones to add to our story.
Theo said nothing had changed between us, but he was wrong.
As much as we loved each other before, we were still teenagers, naive and innocent of what it meant to truly love someone.
We grew up, experienced pain, and struggled without each other.
Now we knew what was at stake. What we had to lose.
We might not have made it without enduring what we had, both the highs and lows, all the lessons learned. Our love grew up just like we did and it just might have saved us.