25. Oakley
TWENTY-FIVE
OAKLEY
He said it.
He loves me.
My legs might actually buckle from the sight of my angel on his knees, his expression heated and vulnerable and oh so sweetly submissive, but most of all, from the knowledge that he’s in love with me. I wasn’t imagining our connection at all.
He’s still gazing up at me, waiting patiently for my next move. “How far do you want to go, kitten?”
“As far as you want to take me.” He slides his hands up my thighs. “I want your cock inside me, Oakley. Stretch me, use my hole for your pleasure, make me beg to come.”
“Jesus.” My cock twitches so hard that I feel lightheaded.
“Do you want to be inside me, lover?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“Too bad we have so many clothes on.”
“Did you mean what you said earlier? About ruining that outfit.”
Lowen nods as a sexy smile dances on his lips. “I sure did.”
I get on the floor with him, sliding my hands across the top of his outfit, circling my fingers around his nipples. His breath warms my face as he sways slightly.
“Tell me what to do,” he whispers. “Make me do whatever you want. I want that. I need it.”
I nod, as excited as a kid on Christmas morning. “On the bed. Lay on your back.”
“Yes, sir.”
I stand and he glides up my body, pressing his chest to mine.
“I have another secret,” Lowen whispers, nipping my bottom teeth.
I can barely breathe. “Uh-huh. What’s that?”
“No one has been inside me since long before my marriage ended.”
“Fuck. Low…”
“I’m all tested and PrEP’d up too. Just in case.” He tugs my bow tie loose. “Soooo, unless you’re ethically opposed to going bare?—”
“I’m not. I’m good. I’m all tested up too.”
He smiles, unfastening the top button on my shirt. “I figured you might be. I’ve waited a long time to meet a man who made me feel safe enough to ask for all the things I really want. How’s it feel to be the one?”
“Like I won the damn lottery.” I grip the front of his neck, tilting his head back just slightly. “Now, be a good kitten and get on the bed like I asked you to.”
Lowen nods, sliding his pink tongue over his glossy lips before backing up onto the bed.
I start with his shoes, removing the killer pumps, then I massage his calves through the silky, sheer material of the pants.
“You know you looked better than anyone there tonight, right?”
Lowen nonchalantly shrugs, like he’s not aware of his incredible looks and aura.
“They all wanted you, but you’re mine. Imagine the size of my ego now.”
He chuckles, flexing his leg muscles in my grip. “You could use a little ego. You’re very humble.”
“I’ve got a big head now.”
“I think you always had that. At least between your legs.”
“Good one.” I slide my hands up and down his thighs before running a hand over his growing bulge. “It’s almost a shame what I’m about to do.”
There’s a little glimmer in his eyes as he waggles his eyebrows at me and says, “Bring it on, bear.”
With a slight growl, I kick his legs apart and tug at the material of the waistband. It easily tears away, revealing the light-colored underwear he’s wearing. Lowen watches me with heavy eyes and parted lips, and that’s my cue to let loose.
In a flash, I’m on top of him, claiming his lips in a possessive kiss and tearing the delicate fabric until he’s almost naked. I trail kisses from his mouth to his neck and down to his nipples, sucking and biting them as he digs his fingers into my hair and rocks his hips against me, seeking the friction he needs.
There won’t be any edging. Not tonight when I’ve finally been invited to indulge fully. I can’t think about that though. I’ll nut before I even touch him if I do.
I flip him over roughly, eating up his surprised gasp, then slide my hand under him to draw him up to his knees. He wiggles his ass, taunting me, so I give him a little smack, and I’m rewarded with a delicious moan.
Continuing my destruction of his clothes, I find the edge of the underwear and rip them straight down the back, grinning at the sound of tearing fabric and revealing his gorgeous hole.
“Oakley,” he moans. “Oh god.”
“Do we need to ease into this, kitten? Need a safeword?”
“No. I’m desperate for you.”
“Mmm.” I squeeze his ass, kneading his soft skin and pulling his cheeks apart to revel in how glorious he looks like this. Without hesitating, I dive in, burying my face in his crease, licking and sucking his hole.
He moans, writhing on my tongue, and I see his hands slip underneath him.
“Uh-uh, kitten. Hands where I can see them. You’ll come on my cock.”
“Fuck,” he whispers. “Yes, Oakley.”
“Mm, say that again.”
“Yes, Oakley. Whatever you want. I’m yours.”
My stomach flips as my cock leaks with need, still restrained by my clothing. Hearing Lowen, the man I’ve adored for almost a damn year, tell me that he’s mine? Nothing could be hotter.
I push down my excitement to focus on his pleasure, digging my tongue and then my finger, inside him. He’s soft and his skin is supple, like the silk he always wears, and I know this is gonna be the best night of my life.
His grunts and moans as I stretch him open are the best music, and I soften the sting as best I can by taking my time and kissing every bit of flesh available to me, while he claws the bedding, keeping his hands above his head.
I think I could happily just feast on his ass all night, but his moans are becoming more urgent, more needy.
“You can ask for my cock at any time, beautiful.”
He whimpers, rocking his hips. “Please can I have your cock? Will you please fuck me, Oakley?”
“I sure will, kitten.”
Panic sets in for a moment when I remember I wasn’t audacious enough to bring lube with me.
“Uh, we don’t have lube.”
“Yes we do. I hid it under my pillow this morning. Just in case.”
“Mmm. Good kitten.”
With two fingers still buried deep in his hole, I lean over his body and reach under the pillows, locating a small plastic bottle of lube. With my teeth, I click the bottle open and pour some on my fingers that are already inside him, pulling out enough to get them slick.
“Yesssss,” Lowen moans. “More.”
“Patience.”
“No. I need you.”
“As much as I’d like to watch your hole while I wreck it, I’m looking forward to a different view.” I pull my fingers out and climb up on the bed, lying next to him. “Get your dick out and ride me.”
He visibly shivers, nodding as he scrambles to straddle my hips. I’m still fully dressed, which adds to how hot this is, and Lowen looks absolutely wrecked already with his torn clothes and smeared makeup.
Low unzips my slacks and pulls my briefs down enough to expose my dick. He strokes me a few times, grabbing the lube from the mattress and pouring some on my cock, then the moment we’ve both been longing for arrives. He grips my shaft and lines me up with his hole, slowly sinking down.
My breath catches in my throat from how tight and hot he is. I won’t last long. No damn way. Lowen’s got his bottom lip caught in his teeth as he nods and gazes down at me with hooded eyes.
He exhales slowly before dragging his nails over my exposed tummy where he shoved my shirt up, and I grip his slender hips.
“Permission to ride you into tomorrow, sir?”
Grinning, I nod. “Permission granted, kitten.”
Lowen doesn’t hold back at all, rocking up and down on me like I’m a mechanical bull. I thought I was in charge, but clearly I was mistaken. This is all about Lowen, and I’m so good with that.
With his hands in his hair and his cock dripping, I can barely hold back my orgasm, but I do my best to let him finish first, or at least get close. Sliding my hands up his body, I twist his nipples, and he loses it.
“Oh god, Oakley, I’m gonna come. Can I come? C-c-can you please?—”
I interrupt his rambling by wrapping my hand around his cock, and apparently, that’s all he needed to go over the edge, taking me with him.
His body tenses and his hole clenches around my length as my cock pulses deep inside him. He cries out my name at the same time I murmur his, both of us riding out the tension that’s been building between us for ages. I force my eyes to stay open, watching every sticky rope of his cum splash across my chest and stomach, stunned by the knowledge that I’m spilling inside of him. It’s almost too much to process.
He twitches and gasps before falling forward and wrapping his body around mine. We stay like this, flinching together when my softened cock slides out of him but making no attempt to untangle ourselves. I stroke his back, inhaling the new, even better scent of us together.
After a few minutes, he kisses my neck. “I’m so stupid.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Stupid. I could’ve been getting worked over like that for a long time.”
Chuckling, I kiss the top of his head. “Nah, babe. You weren’t ready. We took as long as we needed.”
“I suppose.” He tilts his face so I can see his eyes. “Thank you.”
“For?”
“The patience. Being who you are. Showing me how a man is supposed to love. Rocking my world in bed. Your cock is magnificent.”
“So is that sweet little hole of yours.”
“You don’t think you’ll get bored fucking just one man?”
“I’ve always been a faithful guy. Besides, this is so much more than sex and attraction.”
“I know.” He tickles my beard, holding my gaze. “That’s how this happened. I ran out of reasons to be scared because you never gave me any. I know things won’t always be perfect between us, but I promise to keep trying if you will.”
“Does that mean I’m your man, kitten?”
He smiles. “Yes, it does.”
“Well, you should prepare yourself then. I’ve been holding back.”
“I can handle it.”
“I know you can.” I kiss his nose. “How about a long soak and then I’ll eat your ass again?”
“You’re on, big bear.”