Chapter 19 #2
“Making sure you’re clean.” I grip his hips and pull his ass forward until it’s sticking out. “Widen your legs.”
“You’re crazy,” he mutters. Oh, my sweet summer child has no idea what I’m about to do. I hope this is something he likes, because all I’ve been thinking about lately is eating this perfect ass out.
My hands grab the globes of his ass, and he sucks in a gasp. “Cooper?”
“Shhh,” I murmur, pressing a soft kiss to each of his cheeks. “Do you trust me?” I ask, looking up at him as water continues to beat down on us.
“Yes,” he whispers, nodding slowly.
“If you don’t like it, just let me know and I’ll stop, okay?”
He nods again.
Parting his cheeks, I groan at the sight of his puckered pink hole. My mouth waters, begging to taste it.
Leaning forward, I bury my face between his perfect cheeks and flick my tongue against the tight ring. He sucks in a breath and I keep going.
At first I give him a few tentative licks, testing to see how he reacts to it.
His breathing picks up, the sounds leaving him are not ones of discomfort, so I keep going. I lick faster, a little harder until he’s panting, pushing his ass against me.
“Is this okay?” I ask.
“Yes,” he whimpers.
Smiling, I go back down for more. This time, I press my tongue inside him, loving the moan he makes. It urges me on. I eat my man like my favorite meal, until he’s thrusting himself onto my tongue.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum without even touching myself.” He groans as I thrust my tongue in and out of him, squeezing and massaging his ass cheeks.
Chuckling, I give him one last thrust before licking his hole and getting off my knees. “How was that?” I ask.
“I can honestly say, I love my ass being eaten,” he murmurs, not able to see my eyes, face going adorably pink.
“Good, because I love eating your ass.” I grin, kissing him. “Now, let's get out of here. We’re not done.”
He bites his lip, nodding.
Turning off the shower, we get out and dry off. Wrapping the towels around our waists, we head towards my room.
Blake sits on the bed, looking around like he doesn’t know what to do next.
He doesn’t have to worry. I have him. I’ll take control and do my damn best to make this a perfect first time for him.
It might not be my first time having sex, but it’s my first time with someone I actually love, and to me, that means a lot.
“Sooo.” He blinks up at me.
He parts his legs so I can step between them. “Relax.” I chuckle, gripping his chin and tilting his head back, so I can kiss him. “I got you, okay?”
“Okay.” He nods.
We kiss, slow and sweet. With each move of our lips, flick of our tongues together, he grows more needy, more desperate. I love when he gets like this.
“Cooper.” He claws at me. “Fuck me.”
Groaning, I pull away. “Baby, I need to prep you first. When I’m inside you, I want you to feel pleasure, not pain.”
He flops back onto the bed. “You’re killing me here,” he whines.
Chuckling, I grab the bottle of lube from the bedside table and throw it on the bed. “Patience, baby. You’re going to get what you want. Don’t worry.”
I undo my towel, feeling Blake’s eyes on me. He sits up on his elbows and watches, eyes heavy with lust. He leans forward, grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze. “If you’re going to torture me, I think it’s only fair I do the same.”
“Oh fuck.” I hiss as he wraps his lips around my cock and takes me into his mouth.
My man is determined as he strokes and sucks me. He gags as he takes me fully and my cock twitches at the sound.
He looks up at me with smug eyes. Little brat. I fucking love it. He bobs his head, and the sounds he makes are pure sin.
My body starts to tremble and I have to hold myself back from fucking his face.
“You win.” I groan, grabbing a handful of his hair and tugging him back. “Keep sucking me with that sinful mouth and I’m going to cum before I’m even inside you.”
We already had the sex talk before. I got tested and I came back clean. Blake wants me with no condom and honestly, I want that too. To feel his hole wrapped around me, nothing between us. Fuck I need it.
Like a sneaky little minx, Blake gets to his feet, takes his glasses off and places them on the bedside table before pulling off his towel. His thick cock is hanging heavy and wanting. The tip angry and red, dripping with pre-cum.
He gets on the bed and settles himself in the middle of the mattress, propped up on my pillows. “You sure are a fucking vision to behold,” I growl in a low, gravely voice, fisting my cock and giving it a few strokes, as my eyes drink in his perfect body.
The bedside lamp offers just enough light for me to admire him.
“Stop staring at me like that.” Blake bites his lower lip. “And come do something about it.”
Chuckling, I shake my head and crawl over to him on the bed. “Someone gets a bit bratty when he’s horny.”
Grabbing the lube, I settle back on my calves and part his legs. “So fucking perfect,” I murmur, his hole quivering at my attention.
“Ready?” I ask.
“Yes.” He nods.
“At any time, if there's something you don’t like, don’t want me to do, if it hurts or it’s uncomfortable, let me know. Please.”
“I will.” His face softens. “But I trust you.”
I’ll never get tired of hearing that. Knowing it takes a lot for Blake to trust a person, I’m fucking honored he feels this way about me.
Opening the bottle of lube, I squirt some on my fingers. “Part your legs for me, baby, make some room for me.”
He lets his thighs drop and I shuffle forward, getting into position.
With my free hand, I grasp his needy, leaking cock and bring it to my mouth.
He moans as I swallow him down. I moan because fuck, I love tasting him.
He’s fucking addicting. I work him over, fucking and licking until I have him a squirming mess on the bed.
Then while he’s distracted, I slip a finger past his ring of muscles and into his heat.
He gasps, back arching as I slowly start to thrust in and out of him.
I take my time, making sure not to bring him to the edge just yet. When I feel like he’s ready, I add another finger.
“Fuck. Fuck, that feels good. Weird, but good. I’m going to cum.”
Letting his cock fall from my mouth, I shake my head. “Not yet. Not until I’m inside you. We cum together, you hear me?”
“Okay.” He nods. “But fuck, I need you inside me, Cooper, please.”
“You’re not ready yet.” I shuffle forward, working in a third finger.
“Oh fuck.” He bows off the bed, the heels of his feet planted into the mattress as he starts to thrust himself on my hand.
“Okay, maybe you are. Fuck, look at you baby, so greedy for me. You want my cock?”
“Yes.” He nods frantically. Please. Please!”
I curl my fingers inside him and he lets out a cry of pleasure. “Oh fuck!”
If I don’t stop now, he will cum. Shame, I’d love to watch him spray himself with his release just by my fingers.
“You look so fucking sexy right now,” I say, removing my fingers.
“Cooper, please,” he begs.
“I fucking love seeing how desperate you are for me. I got you, baby.”
Covering my body with his, I settle between his legs. “You ready for me?”
“Yes.” He nods. “Please.”
“Shhh.” I pepper soft kisses on his jaw as I press the tip of my cock to his hole. “Relax, and bare down as I push in, okay?”
“Okay.” He sounds nervous.
Pressing forward, my eyes threaten to roll back with how fucking tight he is. I go slow, inching myself into him.
“You're doing good, baby. Breathe. That's it. Look at you taking me so fucking well. So proud of you. Fuck, you’re amazing,” I praise him as I look between us, watching my cock sink into his ass.
Blake is whimpering, but it’s not one of discomfort, it’s one of pleasure. “More,” he begs me when I go too slow.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Fuck, you’re big.” He rolls his head back. “It hurts, but also, fuck, it feels so good. I feel full.”
“We’re halfway there. You’re doing great.”
“Halfway?” he whimpers.
Chuckling, I kiss him to get his mind off it as I push deeper and deeper into him. I guess he's had enough with me going slow, because my little brat digs his heels into my ass and pulls me forward.
We both let out a grunt as I bottom out, deep into his ass. “God damn it.” I rest my forehead against his, trying to catch my breath. His ass is gripping me so damn tight it’s going to be hard not to cum so fast. “You feel so fucking good.” I kiss his cheek. “How are you feeling?”
“So full,” he moans. “But good.”
“You need a moment, or are you okay to keep going?”
“Keep going.”
Grabbing his leg, I lift it up over my hip, getting a different angle. Blake whimpers, but I swallow it down with a kiss.
The kiss quickly turns needy and passionate, tongues tangling together.
My body is humming, on fucking fire for this man. Unable to hold back anymore, I start to fuck him. Slow, long, deep thrusts at first to get him used to the feeling.
But with each moan, whimper and whine of encouragement, I start to buck into him.
Blake claws at my back, mewling like a needy little kitten. It drives me wild. I’m grunting with every thrust, pure fucking pleasure consuming me.
Every thrust pushes me toward the edge. He strangles my cock so fucking perfectly.
“Hard,” Blake moans. “Oh fuck. This feels so good. Oh god.”
“You feel fucking amazing." I shift so that both of his legs are around my waist. He clings to me as I thrust deeper inside of him, hitting his prostate over and over again.
He’s drunk on pleasure, a pure blissed out look on his face. It fills me with pride knowing I’m making him feel good.
Wrapping my hand around his cock, I start to stroke him. He cries out, eyes rolling back, spine arching off the bed.
“That's it, baby. Let the pleasure take over. You’re doing so perfectly. I love making you feel good.”
“So good,” he moans. “So fucking good.”
“You’re amazing.” I kiss him. “Perfect and sweet. Kind and loving. Fucking perfect.”
My thrusts start to grow frantic, my movement on his cock becoming sloppy. I’m so lost in the moment, my head dizzy with this euphoric sensation.
Blake takes over, jerking himself off. I look between the pure ecstasy on his face and the way he’s jerking himself with this frantic desperation.
He looks so hot right now, fucking beautiful.
“I’m close.”
“Cum inside me,” Blake pleads. “Fill me up. I need your cum.”
“Fucking hell.” I fuck into him harder, faster. My balls are aching, so damn full.
His ass squeezes me, nearly sending me over the edge.
His lips are parted, breathing heavily as he squeezes his eyes shut, concentrating on his pleasure.
“Look at me,” I beg him, body dripping with sweat.
He whimpers, eyes opening slowly, free hand clawing at my back, gripping at my hair, pulling me down for a kiss.
I kiss him until we’re both breathless and our lips are swollen and wet.
“Blake.” I’m so damn close but I want to say this right now, in this moment. “I love you.”
His eyes widen and the sweetest whimper leaves him. “I love you so fucking much. I’m so damn in love with you it’s not even funny.”
“Oh fuck,” Blake sobs. “I love you, too. So much. Oh god!” He cries out, lips parting as he finds his release. His cock sprays between us, coating his chest in thick ropes of cum.
The sight of him falling apart beneath me has me going over the edge. And the fact that his ass is gripping my cock so damn tight I think I’m going to pass out.
With a few more deep thrusts, I bury my cock deep inside his ass and stay there as my cock throbs inside him, filling him with jet after jet of warm cum.
So many different emotions rush through me. Love, happiness and something more intense I can’t put a name to.
I’m a grinning fool as Blake’s body relaxes into the mattress. “Holy fucking shit,” he groans.
“Was it good?” I chuckle, brushing my lips against his, body buzzing with pleasure.
“Good? It was fucking amazing. I want to go again.”
I snort out a laugh. “I’d love to. But let me have some time to rest.”
“I don’t need any.” He grins, and when I look between us, his cock is thick again, laying in the mess of cum on his lower belly.
“I have a feeling you’re going to be hard to keep up with.” I kiss him.
“What can I say? I have a hunger that only you can satiate.” He smiles shyly.
“Never feel bad about how much you want me. As long as I can get hard, I’ll give you whatever you need.”
Wrapping my arms around him, I roll us over until I’m on my back and he’s on top of me.
He leans over on my chest, rolling his hips. My softening cock does perk to life.
“Needy little thing.” I chuckle. “Now, lift up.”
“Why?”
“Because I want you to make a fucking mess of me.” I grin at him with pure filthy hunger.
Biting his lip, he looks down between us and starts to lift off of me. My cock falls free, slapping against my stomach. But it’s the gush of my cum dripping from his ass, making a mess of my cock that has me groaning.
“Fuck that’s hot,” he whimpers.
Reaching between us, I gather some from the puddle forming around my cock and bring it to his hole.
“I’m going to fill you up so many times this weekend, you’re going to be leaking my cum for weeks.” I thrust two fingers inside, pushing my cum back into him.
For the next few hours, we have sex three more times. Each time is just as perfect as the last.
When I can tell Blake doesn’t have anything left in him. I pull out and head to the bathroom. Coming back with a warm wet cloth, I clean him up before crawling back into bed and wrapping him up in my arms.
This moment is everything I could have dreamed of and more. Blake is the best sex I’ve ever had, the only person I ever want to be with in this way again. Be with in any way.
People might think I’m crazy for this, but I know Blake is my forever.
“Did you mean it?” Blake asks as we lay there in the dark, bodies spent and balls empty.
“Mean what?”
He rolls in my arms so that he’s facing me. “That you love me?” He chews on his lower lip.
“Yeah, baby. I meant it. I’m crazy about you. Crazy in love with you.”
“Good. Because I’m crazy in love with you, too.”
We kiss softly for a bit, my heart too damn full I know I’m going to be grinning like a fool for days.
Eventually we fall asleep in one another's arms and as I drift off into slumber, I can’t help but wish that every night ends like this. With the love of my life in my arms.
One day it will be. I’ll make sure of it.