Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
Toby
Harry and I are kissing. Again. I don’t like to give the Conservatives credit for anything, but it appears they really know how to kiss. It must be something to do with the fact their tongues get so much exercise twisting words all the time, which makes them extremely dexterous for kissing.
It’s a we’ve-almost-made-it-through-the-night, we-weren’t-eaten-by-wolves-or-killed-by-terrorists kiss.
And hey, people may judge our methods of celebration, but the point is, they are not here right now.
Who’s here right now is Harry, with his kissable lips. Harry, who tonight shared a vulnerable side of himself.
Harry is morphing from the caricature of him I’ve always had of an infuriatingly unflappable, pompous arsehole into a real, multifaceted man.
Is that what makes me want to kiss him? To mesh our mouths together, to have our tongues sliding against each other.
Or am I simply looking for a human connection, and Harry is the only option?
This kiss starts off slow and gentle like our previous one but quickly ramps up to fast and frenetic, like kissing has just been invented and we need to do it lots before it goes out of fashion.
And I decide to stop questioning my motivations and just enjoy this.
Enjoy the soft gasps and moans that escape Harry’s lips.
Enjoy that we’re both rapidly shedding our clothes because it’s apparently not just our mouths we want to attempt to fuse together right now.
Enjoy that I’m getting to mess Harry’s hair up even more by running my hands through it as I kiss him.
I somehow end up on top of him, one of the survival blankets underneath us. I reluctantly wrench my mouth away from his lips so I can stare down at him.
Oh, holy fuck.
Harry Matheson is lying there looking utterly debauched in the firelight, his chest heaving, his golden hair an absolute mess.
It’s a sight I’ll never forget. I’ll take it to my deathbed.
“So, if you haven’t had sex in fifteen years, I’m guessing it’s a long time since someone has done this,” I say as I start kissing my way down his chest.
Yeah, me being the first to go down on Harry isn’t quite how I envisioned things. Even when I wanted this to continue, I thought it would be a standoff where neither of us would want to get on our knees for the other.
And okay, I’m not exactly on my knees right now, more I’m straddled over him as I work my way to the fun zone.
I want to blow Harry’s mind. I want to ensure he wants to continue fooling around in the future. And for that, I’ve got to bring my A-game.
Without hesitation, I wrap my mouth around Harry Matheson’s cock.
I’ve forgotten how much power being in this position actually brings. The knowledge that I’m the reason his breath has gone so ragged.
I glance up at him.
His pupils are blown out in desire, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he looks at me with a mix of wonder and hunger.
Harry reaches down to touch my lips as they’re wrapped around him, his eyes not leaving my face.
I slow down my ministrations, torturing him with slow tongue movements around the head of his cock.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Toby.” There is desperation in Harry’s voice, and I love it. I love that I’m the one making him come undone. Making him swear when he’s usually so constrained.
I’ve just complained that he doesn’t show emotion, but he’s definitely showing some now. And it turns me on more than anything.
I can’t help giving my own cock a tug, and that seems to light Harry’s eyes up even more. So I continue to show off my multi-tasking prowess, jacking myself while blowing him.
I love the way he’s watching me with that intense expression, like nothing in the world has ever fascinated him more.
Having him in my mouth has me throbbing and harder than I think I’ve ever been.
I can feel him getting closer, his thighs trembling, his breath hitching.
And feeling the moment Harry Matheson goes over the edge breaks my brain, and I’m coming too, pleasure ripping through me as though my body needs to prove it can keep pace with Harry.
It appears I’ve found one area where Harry and I have absolutely no issues working well together.