Chapter 38 #2
My hips buck on their own, my breath catches as he sucks me hard, his finger penetrates me and curls, making me gasp.
He groans and moans around my erection. I stare down at him, his gaze mesmerising.
It’s intense; my toes are desperately curling.
My fingers slowly caress the side of his face and up to his hair, running my fingers through it as I grip tighter and buck into his face.
He chuckles around my dick, his finger thrusting in and out as I grunt.
My back arches off the bed as my first shot of cum flies out.
His groan is filthy as he swallows the first lot before holding the rest. I gasp, staring down at him.
As I spurt my last shot, he lifts my other leg, doubling them over, leaving my ass on show to him as he smirks and dribbles my cum from his mouth.
I stare up at him, my jaw drops at how filthy it looks as it covers my hole.
His hand leaves my leg as his finger thrusts inside my ass again, coating it with my cum while I pant.
Pure lust paints his face as he reaches for the condom. He doesn’t hang around, slipping it over his dick and pressing his erection straight to my ass. He pushes inside until his hips are flush against me, before hanging his head.
“Fuck, Nerd. Jesus.” He shakes his head before he pulls his hips back, staring between us.
My cum coats his condom-covered dick. He thrusts in and out so slowly, watching it, lost in his own thoughts for a second before he stares up at me.
Something passes over his features, a look I haven’t seen before, but then he slams into me, and my eyes roll back, and his resolve breaks.
The sound of his skin slapping against mine.
My heart is pounding as his grunts and my moans mix in the air like a perfect symphony.
His hand slides up and rubs over my nipple before he pinches it so fucking hard, my back comes off the bed, and he hits a whole new angle. I scream out, and he yells.
“Oh, Scott. Fuck, Scott. God, yes.” His thick cock pulses as he fills the condom, and he crashes his hips against me, pulsing, before he sags and hangs his head.
“Fuck, that was insane,” he grunts as he flops off me, dropping onto his back and panting at the ceiling. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he mumbles more to himself than me.
Groaning, I roll over to him and lie on my side. “Surely, it’s always like that for you?” I question because it must be, right?
He turns to face me. His hand cups my cheek. “Sex has always been great, Nerd, I’m not gonna lie. But this, fuck… This is nothing like it’s ever been before. I don’t know how to explain it, but everything just feels so much… more. I feel like I’m on drugs when I’m with you.”
His lips press against my own so tenderly, and his tongue slides over mine in a sweet caress.
He reaches down and grips my leg, sliding my thigh over his so we’re closer, our dicks touching in the middle.
I’m covered in my own cum. I feel so content as his hand strokes my face, and his leg slides between mine.
He wraps his arm under my neck and holds me tight.
He presses his hand between us and tugs the condom off, but I shudder as his hand brushes against my dick.
“You wanna go again?” He winks at me, and I chuckle, leaning in for another kiss.
I wrap my arms around him, and he slides his around me, holding each other tight.
We kiss and suck at each other’s lips and necks.
I love it when he kisses under my ear, and I grin.
I start to grind against him. His hips buck into mine.
We make no move to fuck, though, just kissing and roaming hands.
We talk and laugh. We stay like that for most of the day before my stomach growls.
He pulls away from me and leans over, snatching his phone. He orders food and then slaps my ass.
“Okay, dirty boy, fuck off in the shower before our dinner comes. I want a clean canvas.”
I bark out a laugh. “You coming in with me?” I toss him a flirty wink as I climb off the bed. He groans and rolls over, turning his back to me.
“No, go, if you don’t go now, we’ll never get clean. And I’m starving.”
I smirk and grab some sweats and dart across the landing. When I step out of the shower, Killian knocks on the door and steps in, tossing some of Steven’s clothes on the counter and climbing into the shower. As he washes, he grins at me.
“Enjoying the view?”
“Erm, yeah. I’m not blind.” My smile only disappears when the doorbell rings, startling me.
I take off down the stairs. I rip the door open and snatch the pizza from the delivery driver’s hand, yelling a “thank you” through the door as I’m already shutting it.
I run upstairs to my bedroom, freezing as I walk in.
There’s fresh bedding on the bed and a half-naked Killian drying off his hair, only wearing sweatpants.
“Stop looking at me like that. You need to eat first.” He grins, and I can’t help but smile as I climb onto the bed, turning the TV on. I open the box, grab a slice of pizza, and groan as the cheesy goodness slides over my tongue. Killian’s eyes widen.
“You didn’t moan like that earlier.”
I bark out a laugh because I’m pretty sure he got me to make filthier noises than this.
We eat until we’re stuffed. Killian slides down the bed.
I curl up next to him, and he wraps his arms around me.
I rest my eyes for a minute because today has been perfect, but I’m exhausted.
I lean my head on his chest, and he strokes my hair, my back.
I feel warm and loved and so content that I wonder how I ever thought anyone else could compare to him.
He kisses my forehead, and I take a breath.
Because I’m where I was always meant to be.