Chapter Six #6
Evan laid his hand on Jesse’s hip, guiding him to roll onto his back. He bowed his head to Jesse’s lips in a light kiss. “Try to stay relaxed for me, gorgeous.”
Jesse took a deep breath, willing his body to be calm.
Evan sat back and lifted each of Jesse’s legs to rest upon his shoulders. He moved over him, bending Jesse’s legs back with him, and braced himself on one arm. He reached down with his other hand to guide his lube-coated cock in.
At the first sensation of Evan entering him, Jesse sucked in a sharp breath and pressed his head back against the pillow.
He felt the proof of Evan’s skill at preparing him in there was no pain, but the thickness of his cock filling him still came as a shock to his virgin channel.
He took a slow, deep breath in an attempt to steady the rapid ones he’d been panting.
A spell of disbelief passed through him that another man was inside him, and not just any man, but Evan Arden, the man who inspired him, who had gifted him with his music long before this night.
He felt stunned and joyous at the same time.
After easing halfway in, Evan stopped and braced himself above Jesse on both arms. He closed his eyes, fighting for control.
The tight, wet silk confines of Jesse’s body seemed made for the sole purpose of squeezing the fluid from of him.
His body begged him to slam his full length into him, to ride out a month of desire long and hard, but his heart stayed him.
The last thing he wanted was to hurt Jesse and ruin this for him.
He needed to go slow, to mold Jesse’s body perfectly to his own.
He heard Jesse’s breathing even out, felt his muscles slacken, and pushed in a little more, letting Jesse’s body tell him how far he should go.
Gently, he brought Jesse’s legs off his shoulders so Jesse could lay them wherever he felt most comfortable.
Jesse hooked his ankles across Evan’s lower back, his knees fell open to the sides.
With his eyes closed, he concentrated on the feel of Evan inching deeper into him.
He couldn’t believe how gentle Evan was being, how carefully he moved.
He felt Evan’s fingers brush across his forehead and down his cheek.
“You doing okay?” Evan asked.
Jesse’s heart lurched at the warmth in his voice. He opened his eyes to Evan’s gaze. “Yeah.”
Evan lowered his lips to him. His tongue was welcomed with a sensual massage by Jesse’s. He pulled his hips back and forward in a testing thrust. Jesse sent an encouraging moan from his mouth to Evan’s, and Evan moved his hips slowly.
Jesse relaxed with each smooth motion of Evan’s hips; more and more pleasure rose from the slick feel of Evan’s cock gliding in and out of him.
He felt Evan’s strength with each push and opened his eyes, admiring the cut lines of muscle in Evan’s torso.
He was stunned at being truly connected with Evan’s body, that he was sharing the most physically intimate thing possible with him.
He moved his hands down Evan’s sides to his hips and pulled him to move deeper, wanting every fraction of Evan’s hard length inside him.
At Jesse’s request, Evan gave in to his body’s demands and thrust into him with a forceful push. Jesse’s breath fled in a fast exhale. Evan lowered himself down to his elbows and rocked Jesse’s body with deep, rhythmic thrusts. He slid his hand down Jesse’s arm and took hold of his hand.
Jesse paused. That one small gesture made what was happening between them seem even more intimate.
He nuzzled into Evan’s neck, breathing in his cologne, and squeezed Evan’s hand, holding onto him with one arm around his back.
He ground his cock against Evan’s stomach, heightening his rapture to another building climax.
Evan felt Jesse’s body tighten under him and quickened his pace. Jesse’s fingers bit into his back, he clutched his hand tighter. Evan’s body trembled with the effort of holding back his orgasm, trying to bring Jesse to pleasure at the same moment.
“Jess,” he groaned.
Hearing Evan say his name finished him. Jesse let out a high moan, his body shuddering in sweet release.
Evan met his cry, his own orgasm tearing through him.
Through his euphoria, Jesse felt Evan’s cock throbbing, the heat of his cum coating him inside, and the thought fluttered through his mind that feeling Evan’s climax was even better than his own.
Evan thrust a few more times, then stopped and rested his forehead in the curve of Jesse’s neck. Jesse held him close, still gripping his hand. He turned his head and touched his lips to Evan’s sweaty neck, feeling his quick pulse beating beneath his lips.
“Thanks,” he said softly.
Evan lifted his head and met Jesse’s eyes. “For what?”
“For being so patient and careful.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that.” Evan grinned at him. “And I wouldn’t be talking like we’re finished. I already told you we’re going to be playing for a while.”
Jesse smiled and tipped his lips up to Evan for another kiss.