Page 31 of Healing the Twin


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A thrill shot through me, and I redoubled my efforts, eager to elicit more praise from him. His body grew tense as he fought to maintain control, digging his fingers into my scalp, urging me on. He kept thrusting in, a little less coordinated now, and drool dripped down my chin. Everything became a blur, my eyes unable to see much to begin with without my glasses and now filled with tears from the pressure on my throat. It was a thousand kinds of perfect.

“Don’t hold back,” I said when he gave me a moment to breathe.

“I couldn’t if I tried.”

I continued to work him over, exploring the muscular planes of his thighs as they tensed and quivered beneath my fingers. I was driving him toward the edge, and lord, I wanted to taste him.

“Jesus Cristo, I’m so close.” Tomás gasped.

I could only hum to signal that it was fine with me.

And then it happened. With a low, guttural moan, Tomás reached his climax, releasing himself into my mouth. I swallowed happily, almost choking as he spurted a second time, but I took it all. A deep sense of pride washed over me. I had given him this, brought him to this incredible peak, and it felt amazing.

I was still licking my lips when Tomás hauled me to my feet and kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth in an almost proprietary move. I startled, not expecting to be literally swept off my feet, but when he curled his hand around my cock, my brain went offline. He twisted my cock in a corkscrew movement, and my eyes crossed. With only a few more tugs, I was coming, rising on my tippy toes as my body spasmed.

He caught my moans in a kiss, which slowed as I came off my high, and he finally let go. My body was trembling in the aftermath when we exchanged a look that spoke volumes. A beautiful moment of raw vulnerability, of complete intimacy. Here we were, hidden away from the world, sharing something profound and intense. And around us, life went on, the muffled sounds of laughter and music filtering through the closed door.

“Can we…” Tomás cleared his throat. “Can we do this again?”

Joy burst through me. “I’d like that.”

Tomás’s face broke into a wide, sexy smile. “‘Cause that was amazing. You really know how to make a guy feel special on his birthday.”

“I’m pretty sure I can also do that when it’s not your birthday.”

He chuckled. “All the more reason for a repeat.”

“You have my number. Text me whenever you’re in the mood.”

“That’s pretty much every day. Not sure you’re ready for that.”

“You’d be surprised.”

He cocked his head. “Really?”

“What, you thought you were the only one who likes to have sex regularly?”

“No, but…” He rubbed his nape. “I didn’t get that impression from you. No offense, but how were you even able to handle that after your husband died?”

I appreciated Tomás’s honesty. He never shied away from mentioning Samuel, unlike some people who seemed to think that even saying his name would send me into a crying fit. Tomás even dared to bring Samuel up when we were both naked. Gutsy.

“My sex drive was gone for the first two years after. Completely vanished. I was so broken and numb the thought didn’t even occur to me. After that, it started coming back, and now it’s something that’s on my mind a lot.” I raised my chin. “Let’s just say I have a Ballsy Boys subscription and a few sex toys that get a good workout.”

He grinned. “Understood. Out of curiosity, are you a strict bottom?”

“I prefer it, but I do top from time to time. With Samuel, it was maybe an eighty-twenty ratio? He loved to top, but on occasion, he was in the mood for a good dicking.”

“I can appreciate one myself every now and then, so that’s good to know.”

“Just say the word, and I’m happy to provide that service.”

He leaned in for a kiss. “Thank you. For everything. I’m gonna take a quick shower so we won’t walk back in at the same time.”

He disappeared into the bathroom, and I stood there for a long time, pressing my fingers against my tingling lips, where he’d kissed me.

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TOMÁS

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