Chapter 8
OZZIE
When we got back to our building, we stood in the hallway and looked in both directions, deciding where we were spending the night.
“I need to do some laundry and water my plants.” I gave him my best puppy-dog eyes. “Can we stay at my place tonight?”
Cedric was almost giddy as he nodded. “Happy to. Your TV is so much better than mine.” It was only a few inches bigger, but the OLED was amazing, so I was glad he appreciated it.
He came in and went straight to my couch while I went to the kitchen to water the fiddle leaf that I’d kinda forgotten about all week. When I came back, Cedric had his phone out and was tapping through something with a focused look.
As soon as I was beside him, he turned the screen and showed me his online medical chart. "All clean."
I knew he would be, but the confirmation brought me an internal sigh of relief as I reached into my back pocket and pulled out my own results. “Me too.”
He unfolded it and barely glanced at it before looking back at me. “Cool.”
It was just a formality, but now we didn’t have to wrap up if we didn’t want to. “Very cool.”
His smile was too cute, so I leaned forward and kissed him. One kiss led to another, slow and gentle as his hand came up the back of my neck and he gripped me. Within seconds, our playful testing turned into somewhere desperate and hungry.
My hand slid under the hem of his shirt, and he whimpered against my mouth. Fuck, I loved that sound.
Then I turned my face into his hair and inhaled.
He pulled back, mortified. "What?"
I smiled. "You smell like smoky short ribs."
He went still for a second and then leaned in and sniffed my collar. "I wasn't gonna say anything, but..." He looked up at me with an expression that was working hard to stay neutral. "You too."
I raised an eyebrow, excited about this turn of events. "Shower?"
His gaze turned mischievous as he bit his lip. "Only if you wash my hair."
My bathroom was the same as his, so I got the water going while we quickly undressed. Next time, we could take the unveiling part slowly, but this time, we both needed to get wet and naked quickly.
So we could get dry and naked.
Once we were both under the water, I lathered up the body wash in my hands and covered his whole body.
I wanted to spend extra time at his dick and massaging his balls, but I knew if I lingered, our first time would be our fastest time, and neither of us wanted that.
Then I washed his hair with both hands, massaging his scalp as his hard cock poked at mine.
But we both ignored the places we wanted to touch most in favor of rinsing off the smoke so we could get down to business. Once I was done with Cedric, he loaded up a washcloth with my body wash and quickly scrubbed every inch of my body.
By the time I turned off the water, we were both hard as steel and ready to explore each other more fully. More intimately.
I wrapped a big towel around Cedric’s small frame and picked him up. “Bedtime, sweetheart.”
He grabbed my shoulders and laughed before he settled his weight against my chest as I carried him down the hall. “Thank god!”
When we got to my bed, I gently lowered him on his back and opened his towel, taking a moment to fully appreciate every mark and scar on his body. He’d mostly healed from his attack, but that wasn’t the first time he’d bled under the hands of a rough fuck. “You’re so beautiful, Cedric.”
He turned his head to the wall and then looked back at me. “I’m not, but I’ll accept the lie, this time.”
I lay across him, pressing my body to his. “It’s not a lie. It’s a fact that I hope to spend the rest of my life making you believe.” I kissed his chin and then his lips, gently tasting him again as the heat from my body warmed him.
Cedric looked up at me with so much adoration, it almost hurt. “I need you, Ozzie. Please.”
“You’ve got me.” I reached past him for the nightstand, but he stopped me with a hand on my chest.
"Bare, please. I want to feel you."
I cocked my head and smiled. “I promise you’ll feel me either way.”
His voice was steady. "We’re clean. This is how I want you. Tonight…and every time."
I couldn’t argue with that, and I didn’t want to, so I pulled out the lube but left the strip of condoms untouched. I wanted to feel him too.
There was no rush, so I took my time kissing his neck and his chest, carefully avoiding his weeping cock because I knew even the slightest touch might push him over the edge.
“Can I taste you?”
I looked up as I dragged my tongue down his thigh and bent it so I had better access to his bottom. “Hmm?”
“Before you lube up, can I…” He leaned up on his elbows and looked at me. “Taste you?”
I definitely couldn’t argue with that, so I adjusted my body so I was aligned with him backward. Cedric could reach my dick, and I still had access to his perfect ass.
The second my hips were near his shoulder, Cedric dove forward and sucked me into his mouth. He pulled hard, soaking me with his saliva as I coated my hand with lube.
Need pushed us both forward as I slowly opened him up, pressing into his tight hole with two fingers so he was ready to take my cock once he was done with it. Which needed to be very soon. “Slow down, baby. I don’t want to come before I get inside this tight little ass.”
He moaned and pushed forward until his nose was against my skin and then pulled off. “I don’t wanna slow down, but I really want you inside my tight little ass.”
I grinned and nipped at his thigh. “I think you’re ready.”
He lay on the mattress and pulled both of his knees back. “I’m definitely ready.”
“Me too.” So fucking ready.
As Cedric took slow breaths, I got into position and slowly pushed into his tight hole. I watched his face to make sure he wasn’t in pain as I bottomed out inside him. “You good?”
“Perfect.” He exhaled and nodded at me, looking right into my eyes. “Go faster. I like it a little rough.”
Fuck me, he knew exactly what to say.
I pressed my chest to his and planted my hands on the mattress and started pumping. I went slow and deep as I took his mouth with mine. He closed his ankles behind my back and met every move I made.
When I pushed down, he bucked up, taking me deeper than I intended but still not deep enough.
Our pace alternated between slow and lazy and then fast and hard, changing just in time to draw out the moment each time we got too close. Which was often. I let Cedric set the pace and show me what he liked by the way his breath changed and his body squirmed.
“I’m close, Ozzie.” He was whining and bucking under me with his fingers digging into my shoulders. “I need to come.”
“Come for me, baby. I’ve got you.” I gave him a few more short thrusts and felt his entire body tighten up underneath me. When the first stream of his come splashed on my belly, I let go too.
We both moaned through the early pulses of our orgasms, and then our lips smashed together, bringing us to the peak of our climaxes at the same time. We didn’t stop to breathe until our bodies were fully spent and our lungs demanded oxygen.
He breathed in and out slowly, still gripping my shoulders like he didn't ever want to let go.
That was fine with me. I wasn’t ever planning to let him let go.
I rolled to the side and pulled him with me, needing to recover but still wanting him as close as possible.
Cedric curled into my side, his face finding the familiar spot against my chest as I carded my fingers through his damp hair. He nuzzled my nipple with his nose and then looked up at me. “Can I?”
I would never deny him anything. "Take anything you need."
And he did. He pulled my tight peak into his mouth and sucked hard, quickly finding a comfortable grip on me that allowed my milk to flow right down his throat.
I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep until Cedric released my skin from his mouth and the cool air woke me up. My eyes quickly went to his and he was staring right at me.
"Hi." He scooted up a bit so we were level.
I pulled the sheet over his arms to keep him from getting chilly. “Hi.”
He was quiet for a moment before he sucked in a deep breath. "I’ve been thinking you were right."
I rubbed the back of his neck with my fingertips, already liking where he was going with this. "I’m right about a lot of stuff. You’ll have to be a bit more specific."
"Being in love." His eyes didn’t waver at all, and I knew he was being sincere. "This must be what it feels like because I definitely love you."
I pressed my lips to the top of his head and breathed him in. "I definitely love you too, sweetheart."
“Good.” He let out a slow breath and tucked his body in closer against mine. “Now I can sleep.”
“Sleep, baby. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”