Chapter 41
My eyes flutter open, and I smile. The feeling of him wrapped around me is intense; he’s turned in his sleep and is now fully cocooned within my embrace.
One leg is between mine, and the other is thrown over my hip.
One hand between us, and the other around me.
His face is resting against my chest, and the warmth of his breath as it flutters over my chest is exquisite.
I hug him tighter, holding him against me as if he might try to escape.
“You’re gonna suffocate me if you hold me any tighter.” His voice is rough from sleep, and he grumbles into my chest. Chuckling, I relax a little, but keep him close. I kiss the top of his head.
“Morning, Nerd.” I smile against him, and he pulls back to look up at me, and I swoop in for a kiss. Languidly, I pry his mouth open with my tongue, sliding it inside his mouth, but he groans and pulls back.
“I have morning breath.” He grimaces, and I laugh.
“I don’t give a fuck. Now, fucking, kiss me.
” I crash my lips onto his, and his gasp and chuckle make me smirk as I force my tongue back in.
I don’t normally do the staying-over, sleeping-together thing.
I know why they call me One-hit Wonder; I never really cared.
But now, I never want to wake up without him.
I roll him onto his back and press my body between his legs, grinding on him like a horny teenager.
He groans under me, and I kiss along his jaw and down his neck.
I lick and suck beneath his ear. With his arms and legs wrapped around me, he bucks into me.
Sweat slicks between us as we writhe against each other.
“Fuck, you make me want to do filthy things to you.”
He smirks at me. “Like what?”
“You want me to put words to all the fucked-up shit I want to do to you?” My eyes assess him.
“You really wanna know how you make me feel. I want to suck you until you come in my mouth and then kiss you, forcing you to swallow it. I want to flip you over and eat your ass, pushing your own cum inside you with my tongue. Or that I want to come in your mouth and then kiss you so I can take my own cum and do the same?” His eyes are wide, but a lust spreads across his face.
His groans filter out into the space between us.
“You want to hear that I want to tie you up and edge you until you can’t take it anymore.
Until it’s too much. That I want to blindfold you, spank you, choke you, and drip candle wax on that perfect skin while teasing you with ice cubes.
I want to flip you onto all fours and fuck your ass with my tongue.
I want to thrust toys inside you. I want to claim every part of you.
I want to fuck you and cover you in my cum.
I want to chase you and fuck you in the woods.
I want to take you to a fancy hotel in the city with those enormous glass windows that look down on the street and fuck you against them.
” He bites his lip, and his eyes dilate.
His legs squirm on the sheets. “I want to fuck you and suck you at the same time. I want to spit on your hole with a mouthful of cum, rub it into you and then fuck you again. I want to claim and mark every inch of you.” His breath hitches.
“I want to fuck you everywhere. I want everyone to know you’re mine.
I want to show you off. I want forever.”
His hand shakes as he cups my face.
“That all sounds so dirty.”
I exhale, shaking my head. This is the minute he gets up and tells me he’s busy.
That this isn’t something he’d like. That maybe us being together isn’t such a good idea.
But then his eyes reach mine, and a cunning smile spreads across his fucking beautiful face.
His breath stutters out of him before he whispers, “I like the sound of that.”
I grin at him. “Which bit?”
“All of it. I want it all. I want you to do all the filthy things you want to do to me. I want you to want me harder than you’ve ever wanted anyone before. I want it all. I want every dirty thought you have. I want everything. Show me.”
I groan. “I want to shove my whole hand inside you so I can wear you like a fucking glove,” I pant.
His cheeks flush, and his eyes glaze. I lean in and kiss him.
His arms slide around me, but I pull away and slide down his body, licking at the droplets of sweat on his abs.
I groan at the expression on his face. I reach his dick and slide my fist onto him and lick up the length of it.
I wrap my lips around his head, and my eyes involuntarily close as his precum slides over my tongue.
His hand reaches down and rests on my head. I open my eyes and gaze at his body.
“When you look at me like that, I want to tighten my hand in your hair and fuck your face so hard.” His cheeks redden, and his eyes dart away as if shocked he just admitted something so dirty.
I lick the tip of his dick, whispering, “Do it,” before sliding my mouth around his cock.
I wink and grin around him before I slide my lips further down his shaft.
His fingers grip my scalp tentatively, and I shudder, smirking around him.
I suck and lick, and his hips buck gently.
When I nip at him, he thrusts harder. I gag a little, and his blunt nails graze over my scalp before his grip tightens.
My discomfort seems to be fuelling him. I gag a little more, and he groans, fucking my mouth harder.
He screws his eyes closed and gasps when he hits the back of my throat.
I grunt around his cock. His eyes clench, and his hips lose all rhythm, bucking and crashing into my face.
His hold is ruthless as his fingernails push into my scalp.
The tension on each strand tugs deliciously.
I suck harder as he slams into my lips. He crashes into my face.
Groaning, I feel his thighs tighten under me before I’m rewarded with the salty sweetness that is him, flooding into my mouth.
I refuse to swallow as he holds me there.
He comes hard, and I feel it seep from the corners of my lips before he sags and his grip relaxes.
I pull back. I smirk at him, his cum dripping down my chin.
I grab his legs and throw him over. He yelps and giggles as I hold his hips, yanking his lower body up.
I pull his cheeks apart. He groans, and I dribble his own cum over his hole.
I push my finger in, spilling more cum onto my finger as I pull back and thrust it back inside him.
Spitting his cum from my lips, I force it inside him, groaning at the sight of his own cum slipping in and out.
I blow out a breath as he writhes on my fingers before I pull out, swallowing the remainder.
I slide my tip into him, the noise that comes from the depths of me as I push inside him is guttural.
When my hips reach his ass, I take a second as I’m gonna come if I don’t pace myself.
I lean over him and kiss his back. His ass in the air, face pushed into the pillow, I grab his hips, and then I let loose.
The buildup has me ready to burst. I power into him, fingers gripping his hips.
I crash into him, skin slapping my balls slam against him, and I grunt as I try to drive through him.
His hand comes up and grips mine on his hips as I hammer my dick into his body.
His ass clenches around my cock as he calls my name, and I roar out as I flood him with my cum.
Thrusting with every ribbon as it fires out of me, scorching into his tight hole as he milks me for everything I have to offer. With a bellow of his name, I come.
I flop onto his back, wrapping my arms around him and then fall to the side, dragging him with me. Both panting, both spent. Ragged breathing fills the air.
“Shit,” I mumble, and he chuckles.
“That felt so good, raw and dirty?”
“Nothing has ever felt like it does with you.”
“You don’t have to lie. We both have a past. I’m not jealous about any of it.”
I slide my hips back, pulling out of him.
“Killian, I’m sorry, I didn’t…”
I turn him over so I can stare into his eyes.
“Sorry, for what? I’ve fucked more people than I care to remember, Nerd.
Men. Women. Multiple partners at the same time.
There’s not much I haven’t done. But with you, everything with you feels like the first time.
Even kissing you doesn’t feel like it ever has before.
I feel like I’ve been stumbling through partners, half asleep.
With you now, it feels like I’m truly awake for the first time in years. ” I kiss him again.
I love the way he melts for me, the way his body trembles under my touch. The way his eyes flutter closed when I lean closer. I slide my tongue over his, and his arms wrap around me. His leg lifts, resting over mine, and my cum slides out of him, onto my leg.
“Let me clean you up.”
“Don’t. I like it.” He bites his lip. “I love it. I love the feeling of you all over me.”
I groan, “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
He crushes his lips to mine, his tongue forces its way inside, and he lifts his body over mine, shoving my shoulder back, pushing me onto my back so he’s lying on my body. He smiles down at me.
“You make me feel powerful.” His lips skate over mine, and my arms wrap around him, holding him against me. My hands roam, gripping his ass and grinding him into me. My dick twitches between us as his digs into my stomach.
“You’re gonna be the death of me. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”
I roll us over, so I’m lying on top of him, staring into his beautiful face. I kiss his cheek, and his mouth chases mine. But I pull back.
“You hungry?”
“For you?”
I chuckle. “No, dirty boy.” I flick him in the forehead. “For food.”
He flushes, but nods. “I could eat.” I pull him up from the bed, crashing his body to mine,
“Shower.” I turn, tugging him behind me, both naked as we stroll into the bathroom.
I turn the tap on before climbing in and pulling him in behind me, caging him against the wall.
He yelps at the cold tiles against his back, thrusting against me before sliding his arms around my shoulders, pushing me into the warm water until my back hits the tiles on the opposite side.
I grin into his smile. Lazily, we kiss, our hands roaming over each other.
I grab the soap, and we lather each other up, scrubbing every inch, paying particular attention to all my favourite parts.
I lather soap over his neck, rinsing it, then kissing it, licking and nipping at him.
I slip my hands between us. I rub my soapy fingers down his stomach.
I slide my hands around his dick, and he groans.
I rub and stroke him, allowing the water to rinse him before I drop to my knees, staring up at him.
His hand grips my hair. I smirk at him before I wrap my lips around him, grinning into his dick.
His head falls back, and pure ecstasy passes over his features.
Knowing I put that there makes me love him more than I thought possible.
My hand roams up to his stomach, pinning him against the wall as I lick and nip at his length.
The weight of his dick in my hand, against my lips, makes my hips buck into the air.
I grunt and moan around his thick length as it pushes in and out of my mouth.
His hold tightens in my hair and quickens my speed, moving my mouth harder around his dick.
His legs tense. His body shakes, and he calls out my name as he comes down my throat.
The force of it makes me gag as I try to suck it down until there’s nothing left, and his legs start to give.
I slide up him and pin him against the wall, his head thrown back, his eyes closed, panting like he ran a marathon.
I kiss him. He stutters a breath as he tries to lift his arms around me.
I pick him up. His legs shake before wrapping around me, and his head rests against my shoulder.
I grip him tight, carrying him out into the bedroom.
I lay him on the bed and head back to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and turning off the shower.
When I get back into the bedroom, his light snores fill the room, and I pat his skin dry.
I pull the covers around him, and he snuggles down, gripping the fabric.
There’s a faint smile on his face. I slide my fingers over his cheek.
How the fuck did I get so lucky? I grab my sweats from the drawers, tug them on, and head to the kitchen.
He’s gonna be starving when he wakes up.