Chapter 9 #2
“She just called to check in.” I bit his lower lip and released it. “She wanted to know if I preferred a steak or salmon dinner when I got home.” I nuzzled his neck, breathing him in as my cock stirred. He always smelled so good, and with his hair down, I couldn’t resist him.
“She’s acting like a live-in girlfriend. Are you sure you’re just friends?” He pushed me away, his gaze growing hard. “Maybe she wants you back.”
“What? No. We’ve been over for years.” I studied his face. He wasn’t…no. We were only hooking up. I could tease him about it, though. “Why, are you jealous?” My lips quirked on one side.
With a scoff, he climbed off me, his semi-hard cock tenting his sweats. “Of course not. I don’t catch feelings anymore. Those days are over for me.” He palmed his dick, pushing it to one side.
“Are you saying you never want to fall in love, ever?” With my chest pinching, I stood, drank more beer, and then stepped toward him.
“You never want a boyfriend? Someone to come home to who’ll make you a steak or salmon dinner?
” Okay, maybe I was rubbing it in now. But he was ridiculous.
Who wanted to be alone their entire lives? I placed my hand on his shoulder.
He turned away from me. “Nope. I tried that and all it got me was pain.” He took a few gulps of beer.
“Come on, Julian. What if the right guy came along?” Shit, what if the ideal partner for me was a guy?
No, eventually I’d find the right woman.
I swung him to face me and grabbed his chin, forcing his gaze to mine, focusing on his stunning hazel eyes, and butterflies took flight in my stomach.
What was happening to me? I couldn’t start liking him.
Especially when he said things like this.
“I don’t know.” His brows wrinkled, and his gaze darted between my eyes. “I can’t have my heart broken again. It was hard enough the first time.”
“The first time is always the worst.” Except, had I ever experienced it? I’d ended it with Margot and by then, there’d been only friendship left between us. I pressed a lingering kiss on his mouth. “Hey, tonight, we can have each other and disregard everything else.” Would he still want to hook up?
His throat dipped with a hard swallow. “Yeah, let’s, uh, forget everything else.” After drinking the rest of his beer, he shucked his shirt over his head and off. “Do you want to fuck me tonight?” He dropped his sweats and briefs, his dick rallying between his thighs.
“Tonight?” Hell, I wasn’t ready for this. “Um…” Or was I? We’d only discussed it briefly. Again, he was pushing boundaries. I glanced at my bag on the luggage stand next to the desk, where I’d stashed the lube.
He huffed a sigh. “Guess not. You let me know when you’re ready.” Placing lazy strokes on his cock, he lay on my bed with his head propped on pillows. “Would you, um, finger me while you blow me then?”
Hell, I’d never even done that. “Sure.” After grabbing my lube from my bag, I undressed, drank the rest of my beer, and crawled between his legs.
Something seemed different with him tonight after hearing about my call with Margot.
I wouldn’t dwell on it now. Not while he was sprawled naked on my bed, waiting for me to wreck him. “Julian, let’s kiss a little.”
“Sure.” He shifted lower, grabbing my nape, and pulled our mouths together. As they meshed, he slipped his tongue inside me and moaned.
I lowered on top of him, our hot cocks pressed together, and I rutted against him, my cock lengthening against his while pleasure wound tightly inside me.
Whoever won his heart would have one hell of a battle for it.
They’d somehow have to free it from Ian first. An ache teased my chest. Too bad it could never be me.
As our kisses grew heated, I thrust harder against him, sensation pulsing through my body.
As my cock jerked, precum spilled between us and his dick twitched in response.
He dug his fingers into the muscles of my ass and groaned, breaking the kisses.
“Please, Alex. Suck me off. I need it.” He writhed beneath me.
I nibbled my way down his chest, teasing his nipples into hard nubs with flicks of my tongue, and then licked the grooves of his abs.
His stomach tensed and he gasped as his cock bobbed and leaked. “Fuck, Alex. You turn me on so much. Maybe more than anyone.” He sucked in a breath, pushing on my shoulders.
“Yeah?” I offered a sly grin. At least I had him physically. As I licked my way to his thick cock, I sat on my haunches and slicked my fingers with lube. This should be like fingering a woman, right? Just tighter? “How do you want it?”
“When you go down on me, slip your finger inside and curl it a bit to find my prostate.” He bit his lip as his eyelids hooded.
“Okay.” Fisting his root, I slipped a finger between his crack and rubbed it across his hole.
With sharp gasps, he rocked his hips. “More, Alex. Fuck. Do it.”
Damn, he was pent up. As I pushed a finger inside him, I lowered my mouth onto his dick, fluttering my tongue along his shaft.
He was tight as hell, but warm and good God, what would it feel like to fuck him?
Had I made the wrong choice? While slowly pumping him with my mouth, I rubbed his insides, searching for his magical spot.
He shifted his hips, and a ragged moan erupted from him. “Yeah, right there. Keep doing that.” Gripping my hair, he pushed my head. “Oh, fuck, more, another finger, please.”
Pushing a second finger inside him, I milked his pulsing cock, and my balls ached. Goddamn, this turned me on too. Much more than I thought it would. Should I fuck him? Was I ready? It had consumed my thoughts. I pulled off him. “I want to fuck you, Julian.”
He stared at me, his brows tensing, and the corner of his lips curled. “Fuck yeah.” He lifted his knees toward his armpits, exposing his perfect hole.
Oh God, I was doing this. No turning back now. “How do I…” Shit, I sounded like an idiot.
“Add more lube and slide it in. Don’t worry, I’ve done this a few times before.” A low chuckle rumbled from him.
I didn’t want to think about him being with anyone else. Right now, he was mine. After slathering lube on my cock, I aligned it with his hole and fell over him on a straight arm. Gazing deeply into his amazing eyes, I slowly pushed inside him.
His mouth dropped open, and his brows creased. “Fuck, feels good.”
As his slick heat enveloped me, sensation coiled deep in my gut and spread up my spine.
He was better than any woman I’d ever had.
I dropped onto my elbow as my balls rested against his ass and I crashed our mouths together in urgent kisses.
This was intense, having nothing between us.
A shock of pleasure rushed across me, and I breathed through it.
I didn’t want to come accidentally. “Are you okay?”
“I’m great. You can move now. In fact, go fast and hard. I can take it.” He grabbed the back of my head and claimed me in penetrating kisses, his tongue gliding along mine.
He wanted it hard and fast? Okay. With quick thrusts of my hips, I pounded into him, rocking our bodies on the mattress. The heat and friction drove me to the edge, and I slowed my pace as a shudder rolled through my body. I broke his barrage of kisses. “I need to slow down.”
“My ass is that good?” He nipped at my lower lip and shifted his hips. With a gasp, he shivered. “Fuck, that’s perfect. Keep going.” He hooked his ankles around my hips and freed moan after moan.
As he tipped his head back, I planted sucking bites on his neck and shoulder.
Sensation flowed and ebbed through me, keeping me on the edge.
I lifted my head, studying his gorgeous face, tensed in ecstasy.
He was a sight to behold, coming undone just for me.
This experience was like nothing I’d had before.
Sex with women was never this good. In fact, it was boring in comparison. Was I really gay after all?
Squeezing my hips with his thighs, his darkened gaze crept to mine. “You’re amazing, Alex.” Tugging my head, he slanted his lips across mine and kissed me deeply while sneaking his hand between us and pumping his cock. “Fuck, gonna come,” he rasped.
“Yeah?” Thank God. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out.
I quickened my pace, pistoning my hips. His hole clenched around my sensitive dick and pleasure crested into intense tingling along my spine.
As his hot cum sprayed my chest, I tumbled into bliss.
My cock erupted inside him, filling him with my cum, and harsh pleasure surged through me in waves.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck…” Burying my head in his neck, my rhythm faltered.
As it subsided, I slowed to a stop, panting against his shoulder.
He dropped his legs, and my cock slipped from his hole. “Fuck, that was, that was amazing, Alex.” He kissed the side of my head. “How was your first time?”
“Amazing.” My brain wasn’t functioning, so thinking of another word wasn’t happening.
Truthfully, it was more than that. It was…
eye opening. An existential experience? Maybe.
I relaxed over him, curling my arm around his shoulder, and emotion flickered through my chest. I liked this, liked him, maybe a little too much—even with his earlier declarations about never falling in love again.
But maybe that was why I was hooked. “Are you staying the night?” Please say yes.