Chapter 28 #2
“You look hot as hell.” I take a hesitant step forward.
I’m not lying. Everything from the ruffled sleeve cuffs stretched over his biceps, to the front that’s gaping low enough to show off his pecs and nipples, to the way his strong hairy legs stick out of the bottom of the full skirt, is doing it for me.
I lick my lips and close the distance between us. He doesn’t say anything, just lets me look and look, until I need to touch.
I reach out and drag my fingertips up his inner thigh, under the skirt, to … I’m expecting briefs, but my fingers brush his balls, hanging heavy between his legs. “Shit.”
“You like?”
“Can I fuck you while you’re wearing it?”
“That was the idea.” I go to kiss him, but he stops me. “Know what today is?”
Oh shit, I haven’t missed some kind of anniversary or something, have I? “Umm …”
He laughs. “My results came today. All clear.”
My smile is painful. I’d originally thought PrEP might be the way to go, but since we both agreed that this is exclusive, we decided to get tested instead. I was cleared the other day.
“No condom?” I ask.
“I’m good if you are.”
I drop to my knees and bury my head under the skirt, so turned on I can barely see straight. I want him in my mouth. Rafe is half-hard, and my licking and sucking doesn’t change things, which means tonight is for me, not him.
The first time I’d realized we were having sex because he knew I wanted it, I’d been pissed. It felt like I’d pressured him, even though I hadn’t, and it wasn’t until Rafe explained that I understood.
Sometimes sex for him isn’t about getting off. He does it for me because he loves me. There are times when I’m turned on and we don’t have sex, and times when we do. He gets to choose. And I have to be okay with the fact he won’t always come.
So on nights like tonight, I take my time, because yeah, I want to get off, but Rafe wants to feel loved.
I slow my work on his balls, and the frantic sucking turns to soft kisses, long licks, nuzzling my nose into his sac. I kiss along his leg to his hip, then let the dress drop back down as I stand.
“Lie back on the bed, baby.”
Rafe falls back onto it, letting me drink in his hard, muscular body. He doesn’t look feminine at all, and seeing those thick thighs under the frilly skirt is making my dick throb.
Maybe it’s the fact that everything about him turns me on.
“Spread your legs.”
His knees drop to the side, and I have to grab my dick to make it behave. I unbutton my shirt and strip out of my pants and briefs before I grab the bottle of lube and crawl up onto the bed.
“Tell me …” he whispers.
“That you turn me on?” I roll my hard cock into his thigh.
“Or that I think you’re so incredibly sexy, so beautiful, so mine?
” I wrap my arms around his back and pull him in close.
Rafe’s hand twists through my hair as his lips meet my jaw, and he trails kisses all the way down my neck.
He licks the sensitive dip above my collarbone, making me shiver and grind down into him.
“Love you,” I murmur, meeting him in a kiss. I melt into him, his lips soft, tongue firm, every breath mixed with mine.
As we’re kissing, I reach for the lube and blindly cover my fingers. We’ve only done this a few times, so I take my time, test his body, make sure he’s relaxed before I nudge a finger inside. His soft hum spurs me on.
I add another finger, loosening him, stretching him out, and when he’s ready, I grab the lube, coat my dick, and try not to come at the thought of fucking him bare.
“It’s a good thing you don’t want to come tonight,” I try to joke. “Because this is going to be so fast, you’ll barely feel it.”
He snorts. “Way to sell yourself, gorgeous.”
“I’m serious.” I rub the head of my cock over his opening and bite back a groan. “This sexy little hole is going to get me off so fast. It’s not my fault you’re irresistible.”
His legs wrap around my hips. “Do it.”
I’m so not ready for this. That doesn’t stop me from nudging inside, and I barely have the tip in before I have to acknowledge that maybe I really wasn’t joking.
This is … this is …
“Holy shit. Fuck.” I push in a little farther, and a moan builds in my chest. He’s so slick and warm, so tight. I never realized condoms could make that much of a difference, but this is insane. “You feel so good.”
He grins up at me and applies pressure with his legs, encouraging me to keep moving. I try to go slow, and when I bottom out, I close my eyes, resting my forehead against Rafe’s while I try to hold off my orgasm.
“I love this,” he breathes.
“Me too, baby.”
I start to move, testing myself with short, slow thrusts, but it doesn’t help. With every smooth glide into him, my balls get tighter and tighter. I hold him tight, sealing his mouth with slow, needy kisses, each thrust grinding deeper and harder.
My brain is getting all staticky. I’m consumed by Rafe. His body, his mouth, the way he’s pushing up to meet every thrust.
I wrap my hand around his throat and tilt his head back to watch him. His eyes meet mine, so steady and soft, and his full lips curl up at the corners.
“Come inside me,” he says. “Make me yours.”
I melt at his words and echo what he said to me. “You already are.”
I let go of his throat and push up to my knees. Wrapping my hand around the backs of his thighs, I push his legs up toward him and let go of my control.
My pace picks up as I pound into Rafe, and I can’t stop letting out these little desperate grunts. He’s so sexy. His muscles, his dick, the way his tongue swipes over his lips. The ruffles on the dress flutter with each impact.
My rhythm stumbles, my balls pull tight, and then my high rushes through me. I grab his hips and fill him deep as I come.
I’m panting as I start to relax, coming down from the overwhelming pleasure.
Rafe is almost soft, and I lightly stroke his cock. “Do you need …”
He quickly shakes his head. “That was perfect.”
I press a hard kiss to his forehead, then sit back up and slowly pull out. Seeing my cum trickle out of him is almost enough to make me hard again. “Shit, that’s hot.”
“Yeah?”
“Yep.” I rub my thumb through the mess and over his hole. “Damn. We need to clean you up before I jump you again.”
Rafe laughs and tugs me down, quickly rolling so I’m under him. “Such a horndog.”
“This is not new information.”
He presses a slow kiss against my lips. “Everyone has their faults, I guess. I’ll have to learn to live with it.”
“Forever and ever.”
“You’re stuck with me now.”