Chapter 40 #3
“Shit,” he grits out as my mouth takes him in.
My tongue licks around him, and his hips thrust into my face.
My hand slides over his Adonis belt and up to his abs as I splay my fingers across his taut muscles.
He rests on his elbows, staring down at me.
His hand strokes over my cheek and slides into my hair.
His blunt nails scratch at my scalp, and I groan around a mouthful of cock.
The rumble vibrates around his shaft, and he stutters a breath, tensing his thighs around me.
“Scott,” he whispers on an exhale, and it’s a heady feeling.
The way he feels underneath me, and the way he shudders as my breath flutters around his dick.
“Fucking hell, Nerd. Your mouth is sinful.” He grips my hair, trying to pull me off, but I glare at him.
“Please, I don’t want to come yet,” he huffs out.
I suck up his shaft, popping off the tip, and I grin up at him.
“You fucker.” He chuckles, giving me the sexiest grin as he flops back. I crawl up his body, and he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to his lips. He pours every emotion into the kiss as our bodies grind against each other, rocking and thrusting.
Killian’s hand roams down my back, pushing between my cheek and pressing against my tight hole. I whine as my hips shove back. He pushes his finger inside me, and my eyes flicker closed.
“Oh, shit, yes,” I mutter around his kisses.
He licks and nips at my tongue and my lip as my body takes all of his finger.
I shudder against him, and he smiles into the kiss.
I bring my knees up, lifting onto them and sliding my hand behind me, wrapping it around his cock.
He slips his finger out. I position his cock, staring into his eyes.
His hand grabs my hips as I slowly slide down every inch of his massive dick until my ass is seated on his pelvis.
I close my eyes for a second, exhaling while I acclimatise to his size, before fluttering them open and sliding my hand up his chest.
With his gaze fixated on mine, his playful grin is replaced with a seriousness that makes me rock my hips.
His fingertips dig into my hips as he guides my movements.
My hand on his chest slides over to his nipple as my other hand caresses his ribs, absently rubbing over my name.
I slip my hips back and forth, riding him like it’s my fucking job.
I can’t get enough of how he feels inside me.
It’s fucking magical. I bite down on my lip, and we gaze into each other’s eyes, the seriousness of what this means unspoken.
There’s no going back now. This is it. His fingertips dig in harder as he buries himself in me.
He grits his teeth, his jaw tense, and I pinch his nipple.
His jaw tightens, his hold unyielding as his hips buck erratically, thrusting into me as I grunt.
His dick hits a place inside me, and it’s like fireworks.
My balls tighten, my jaw ticks, and I bite harder on my lip as I shudder.
He grips me tighter as he slams into that same spot over and over.
I scream out his name. My ass clenches around him.
He grunts and curses as he slams into me.
My dick explodes, pulsing streams of cum across his stomach.
He keeps driving into me, and I hang on, calling out to him as my vision dances.
My legs shake, I scream out, and he curses.
His hips slam into me, his rhythm falters as he grits his teeth, pistoning into me.
I reach my hands to his, gripping him, holding on.
He yells out my name, my skin pebbles at the gruffness, as hot cum shoots inside me.
Something settles over me, and I realise that I belong to him now.
It’s always been him, and I don’t know how I can ever be without him.
He stares into my soul, and I gaze right back into his.
The only sound in the room is our ragged breaths.
My hands stay touching on his. His dick softens inside me, and I know there’s no going back now.
Whatever happens from here, everything has changed.
We keep eye contact for the longest time.
My body shakes, and his hands stroke my sides, sliding up to cup my cheeks.
“You okay, Nerd?” I give him a nod. I can’t believe he chose me to be his boyfriend after everything we’ve been through.
He rolls me over and pulls out of me, climbing off the bed.
When he leaves the room, my heart picks up, and I start to second-guess it all.
Before I can twist myself into a million knots, he walks back in with a towel and a damp cloth.
He climbs onto the bed next to me. I bite my lip as he leans over me, wiping me, cleaning me.
When I look at him, my cum is gone from his body.
He tosses the cloth down and dries me. Then he wraps his arms around me before pulling the covers around us.
He peppers kisses against my shoulder and neck as he presses his warm body into my back.
Sighing, I hold on to his thick arms as he pulls me tightly against him and rest my eyes. I’ve never been this content.