Chapter 35 #4
Luke drops his torso to the mattress, reaching back to spread himself wide open for me, giving me a better look at his tight little hole.
I can’t help but lean forward to swipe my tongue over it.
He bucks his hips at the contact, and his cock pulses out a stream of precum to the sheets below.
I pull away and give my own cock a couple of quick strokes for relief before leaning back in to feather kisses along his inner thighs, down his heavy pink sac, and finally returning to his hole.
He lets out a long, low moan as I swirl my tongue around his entrance.
“That’s it, relax that hole for me,” I praise.
He reaches between his legs to fist his cock, and I immediately pull back and bring my palm down across his ass cheek with a loud crack.
“No, no…we can’t have you coming too soon.
Because once I’m done with you, you’re gonna finish inside me. ”
Luke whimpers and nods, releasing his cock and placing his hands above his head.
“Good boy,” I hum, running my hand soothingly over his pinkening cheek. “Fuck, I missed the way you blush for me.”
I take my time eating him out, sucking and licking at his rim until he gradually opens up for me, and then replacing my tongue with my fingers. It’s been a while, so I want to make sure he’s ready for me, but I’m also impatient to be inside of him again.
“Please, baby,” Luke pants beneath me. “Please, I need you now.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice.
Notching my dripping head against his hole, I spit on my dick for extra lubricant.
I’m not about to stop now to go find his lube stash.
Taking my time, I hold my shaft at the base and gently press against his opening until the ring of muscle gives way and allows my tip to slide in.
My eyes roll back in my head, and I moan at the heat engulfing me.
It feels like coming home.
I push forward an inch or two more, and Luke whimpers a little. Resting my hands on his waist, I slow my movement and lean over him, kissing the back of his neck. “You doing okay, babe?”
“Yeah.” The word rushes out on an exhale. “It’s just been a while.”
“I know,” I soothe, running my hands along his flanks and placing soft kisses down his spine. “Deep breaths…you can take me, we know you can. You’re okay.”
He nods and lets out another deep breath, bearing down at the same time and allowing me to glide all the way into him to the hilt.
“Fuck, baby,” he moans. “You feel so good inside me. I need this. Need you.”
“You have me,” I reassure him, pulling out a couple of inches to slide home again. “You’ll always have me.”
A few more deep breaths, and he’s fully adjusted to my size.
I gradually increase the pace of my thrusts until I’m pounding into him, and he’s whimpering for more.
I’m not going to last like this, I know it.
“I’m getting close,” I warn him, sweat sheeting my skin and the sounds of our thighs and balls slapping together filling the room. “You’re gonna make me come so hard…”
“Come in me,” he begs, reaching back to spread his cheeks again. The movement tightens his hole further, and that’s all it takes to push me over the edge.
The orgasm sweeps over me like a hurricane, and I swear to God it rattles every bone in my body and rearranges my insides as I come inside him.
In reality, it probably only lasts a few seconds, but it feels like ages before I’m finally wrung out.
When I pull out, a bit of my seed trickles out of his used hole, and the sight of it has the beast inside of me growling in satisfaction.
Reaching between his legs, I’m pleased to find Luke still hard.
“On your back,” I command, spitting into my palm and reaching behind me to quickly push two fingers inside.
Between occasional hookups and nightly dates with my dildo, I don’t need much prep.
All I can think about is Luke filling me up the way I just filled him.
“You ready for me?” I ask, straddling his waist and positioning myself over his throbbing cock. He nods frantically and grips my thighs tightly as I sink down onto him inch by inch.
“Holy shit, baby,” he grits out through clenched teeth. “I love being inside of you. Missed this so fucking much.”
“Me too,” I groan, my thighs burning as I begin posting up and down on his dick. He reaches up to place one palm over my stomach, splaying his fingers and grounding me.
“I’m gonna come,” he pants. “It’s too good, I can’t—”
“Come, babe,” I encourage him, adjusting my position so that I’m leaning over him now, pressing my forehead to his as he thrusts up into me. “Fill me up, I want it.”
He grasps my waist tightly for assistance, and it only takes a few more thrusts before he’s gasping and moaning my name as he comes.
I collapse on top of him, our bodies slipping against one another, slick with sweat and cum.
I press a firm kiss to his sweaty temple and nuzzle my nose into his neck as he wraps his arms around me and squeezes me.
His grip is almost too tight, but I’m not about to tell him that.
There’s no place on earth I’d rather be.
Luke turns his head to kiss my sweaty temple and breathes, “Hi.”
My heart swells at the simple word and the familiarity of it, a thousand memories flooding back at once. “Hi,” I reply, my own voice so soft I’m not sure he even heard it at first, but his smile against my skin tells me he did.
“It’s never been this good before,” he whispers, his breath ruffling my hair.
“For me either,” I agree, my breathing finally starting to slow and even out.
We should probably get cleaned up, but I can’t bring myself to leave his embrace after being apart for so long. I’m just thinking I could probably drift off right here when his hopeful voice breaks the silence: “So…not that I’m complaining, but…what made you change your mind?”
“Your letters.”
He pulls away to look me in the eye and frowns. “Letters? What letters?”
“Well, not really letters, I guess,” I amend, lifting my head to meet his gaze. “Your messages on Fanboy.”
His face suddenly flushes in embarrassment. “You read those?”
“I did. Every single word.” I reach up to lightly brush my thumb over his cheekbone. “I’m so proud of you, Luke. You’re so strong, and I love you so, so much. I’ve missed you and worried about you every single day.”
“I didn’t mean to make you worry,” he says quietly. There’s a frown on his face that I lean over to kiss away, and it’s replaced with a small smile.
I bury my face in his neck again, breathing in the scent of him all sweaty and sated. “I know.”
A beat passes in silence before he asks, “What now?” I hate how small and nervous his voice sounds. There are so many logistics we have to work out still, but I’ve never been more sure that we can figure them all out.
“We take things one day at a time,” I say softly.
“I want to do this right this time. I want to take our time and pay attention to one another. I want to get to know this new version of you, and I know I love him already. If we have to do long distance for a little while, we’ll make it work.
We can visit each other, you can meet me on some of my work trips…
actually, I’ll be in San Fran in a couple of weeks. ”
“Is that so?” I can hear the smile in his voice. “You know, I’ve been wanting to get up there for a visit.”
“Have you, now?” My heart leaps with joy at this playful, easy banter we’ve fallen back into, like no time at all has passed. “How about you meet me there, then?”
“It’s a date.”
My breath releases in a contented sigh, and I relax even further into him, basking in the afterglow. “I wouldn’t be opposed to moving back to California,” I say softly after a few moments. “Someday, I mean.”
He twists his head to look at me, surprised. “And if you did…would you want to move back into the condo with me?”
“I want that more than anything in the world,” I say honestly. “And one day, I will.” I place a quick kiss on the tip of his nose. “After all, how could the sun exist without the stars?”