Chapter 19 #2
He nibbled on my chin and down the column of my neck, moving ever lower. As he kissed along my team shirt, he teased a nipple through the thin fabric. “I’d like to prep you with a blow job.” He snuck a peek at me as he stopped at the band of my joggers.
“I won’t turn that down.” My dick jerked with the thought of him sucking me. He’d done it before, but knowing I’d have him inside me afterward was even better.
As a coy grin crawled across his mouth, he lifted my shirt and kissed my navel.
My stomach tensed as heat shivered across my skin. I pushed his shoulders. I wanted him naked before we went too far. “Hey, take off your clothes.”
“Yeah? Okay. You too, then.” He lifted his shirt off his head, tossed it, and then skimmed his sweatpants and briefs off his legs, his dick on alert between his thighs and the tip glistening with precum.
“Damn, Julian, you’re so fucking hot.” I couldn’t deny this man anything. I was a complete goner. Shifting on the bed, I undressed and stroked his firm cock a few times for good measure.
His eyes closed, and his mouth dropped open. “Fuck, yeah. Can’t wait to be inside you finally.” As his eyes opened, they focused on me, dark with desire.
After resuming my earlier position at the headboard with my legs spread around his hips, I held my aching dick up to him. “Have at it. I’m all yours.”
“All mine? I like that.” He squirted lube onto his fingers and then wrapped his hand around the root of my dick, devouring it. As his slick fingers slid between my crack, he pushed at my hole.
Pleasure with a slight burn and anticipation spiraled inside me, and I gasped. “Yeah, Julian. So good.” I inched lower onto the bed, as if I could sink his fingers inside me faster. He’d always been so careful with me.
As he licked up my shaft, his gaze found mine, and he lapped at the tip, a finger gliding into my hole. “You like being all mine, Alex?” With his lips enveloping my crown, he passed his finger across my prostate.
“Fuck, yeah. All yours.” A jolt of sensation surged up my spine, and my toes curled. The most I’d had was three fingers. What would his cock feel like? He’d stretch me in the best way. “M-more.” I didn’t want to wait for it. I thrust my hips, fucking his mouth while he sucked me in.
He slipped a second finger inside me and quickened his pace, his cock leaking between his thighs.
This was turning him on so much. He’d probably wanted this since the beginning, but I hadn’t been ready. Clutching his curls, I pulled on them while tension knotted inside me. “More, Julian.”
He pulled off me with a slurp and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Do you think you’re ready?” His forehead creased.
“Yeah, I’m ready.” As I glanced at a droplet of precum dribbling down his shaft, my mouth watered. “Tell me what to do.”
“Lift your knees and I’ll push in slowly. If you need me to stop, just say so.” He brushed my balls with his slick fingers. “You have such a nice hole, Alex. This is such a turn-on.” His gaze wandered to mine. “But if it’s too much, we don’t have to do this tonight.”
“It won’t be too much. I’m tough, remember? Hockey player?” With a chuckle, I pointed to my chest. “Now, fuck me, Julian. Fuck me like I’m yours.” I raised my knees toward my armpits, exposing myself to him.
A soft whimper left his throat, and he lined his firm cock to my hole. As his teeth sank into his lower lip, he pressed slowly inside me. “Oh, fuck.”
The expected burn spread into my lower back and thighs, but it wasn’t too much. It was just enough. “Kiss me, babe.”
With a quick nod, he fell over me and onto an elbow. “So damn tight,” he rasped and then crushed my mouth with his, sliding his tongue between my lips. As he seated himself inside me, his balls rested against my ass. “Are you okay?” His gaze shifted between my eyes.
“Yes, fantastic.” I was as close to him as I could be, nothing between us, and it wasn’t scary at all. It was safe. He felt safe. God, how I loved him. “Go ahead, babe. All yours.”
His dick twitched inside me and his brows tensed. “Continue like that and I might come before I want to.” The corner of his lips twitched.
“Don’t do that. Just kiss me.” Hooking my ankles around his hips like he’d done to me, I pulled his head down, capturing him in a round of heated kisses.
He rocked his hips, pulling out slowly and then thrusting inside me, his body shuddering and his moans slipping through our kisses.
As my body fell into a rhythm with his, pleasure sparked inside me and built to a constant buzz.
Thrusting faster, he left my mouth, nibbled down my chin, and pressed his forehead onto my neck. “Fuck, you feel so damn good. I’m, I’m getting close.” His body trembled over me, and his rhythm faltered.
A surge of sensation swept across my insides, and my dick bobbed on my stomach. “Come for me, Julian. Let it out.” Sneaking my hand between us, I fisted my cock and stroked, my balls pulling tightly into my body. I was ready to explode, inside and out.
With a sharp gasp, Julian tensed his entire body, pushing impossibly deep inside me. A silent cry erupted from his throat, and then he pistoned his hips in quick succession, and his slick heat filled my hole.
“Fuck, oh fuck.” The raw edge of climax consumed me, squeezing my entire body in harsh contractions full of pleasure. Groaning, hot cum sprayed my chest and landed on my fist as I pumped my cock through the most intense orgasm of my life. It went on and on, and I floated on waves of sensation.
When it slowed, I came to with Julian relaxed across my chest, his cheek resting on my shoulder, facing me. With a lazy grin, he said, “How was it? Do you ever want to do it again?”
“Hell fucking yes.” I uncrossed my ankles, my legs falling, and then planted a quick kiss on his mouth. “Maybe not tomorrow, but soon.” How sore would my ass be tomorrow? It had better not affect my game. But then, every time I felt it, I’d know I was his.
“Good. I guess we’re fully compatible then.” With a sharp laugh, he rocked his hips and his cock glided from my ass. “We should shower.”
“Fully compatible?” I lifted onto my elbows, watching him climb out of bed. He’d questioned our compatibility?
“Yeah, we both like being vers.” He stretched a hand to me. “It’s not great if two tops start dating, or two bottoms. Then one always loses out in the bedroom, you know?”
Taking his hand, I let him help me out of bed. I hadn’t thought about this. “No, I didn’t know.” I followed him into the bathroom. “What if I hadn’t enjoyed bottoming?”
He halted at the shower and tub combo and twisted the spigot, the water rushing from the faucet. “Then we’d deal with it. It’s not the end of the world. It’s just easier, I think, when you’re on the same page.” With a soft snort, he kissed my cheek. “Come on, don’t worry about it.”
“Yeah, okay.” We had so many other issues to deal with. Thankfully, sex was not one of them. We’re compatible. As my heart filled with warmth, I flicked the diverter, and water sprayed from the showerhead. I stepped under it and hauled him in with me. I couldn’t wait to soap him up.