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“Caden,” he whined, his head dropping as I added a third.
“That’s right,” I said softly, “I love it when you say my name.”
He managed to pull his head up again and look at me in the mirror, while I worked my fingers in and out for entirely too long. I let him get to the point of panting, his cock hard and angry between his legs. “Caden…” he always listened to me, always heard what I was saying. “Please…more.” His voice was barely a whisper, and I finally took pity on him.
I climbed off the bed, ridding myself of my pants quickly as he watched me in the mirror, his cheeks flushed and a layer of sweat glistening on his skin. He was so pretty like that, and he stayed in the same position I’d asked him to. I climbed back onto the bed and kneeled behind him, kneeing his legs farther apart so they rested on the outside of mine. I lined up and slowly sank into him. It was a feeling I’d felt many times by then, but one I’d never take for granted. I moaned lightly at his tight heat.
“Ah,” He cried out as I slid home, making sure to slide along his prostate as I did.
I gave him a moment once I was fully seated inside of him. I ran my hand down his spine causing him to give a slight shiver. “Good?” I finally asked him, pretty sure I couldn’t hold still any longer.
He looked at me in the mirror and nodded. I slowly, torturously pulled out and then quickly thrust back in. I repeated the movement several times, and he let out a moan. He dropped to his elbows, unable to support his own weight any longer. As I picked up the pace slightly, he was moving with me, pressing back every time I pressed forward, fucking himself on my dick. His face was buried in his arm and little moans were still slipping from his lips.
That wouldn’t do. I wanted to watch everything, and I wanted to control it. I wanted him to know, to feel just how much I wanted him, all of him, and him alone. I wanted him to know that he was cherished, adored, and that for me, it was all about him. Not just sex, all of it. I wanted him to understand that I knew what I wanted, and that there was no confusion at all in my mind when it came to him.
With my dick buried in him to the hilt, I reached under him, placing one hand on his chest and one on his abs to pull him upright. He weighed less than me, and when he realized I wanted him to sit up, he helped me. He looked a little confused at first, but I caught his eyes in the mirror again and pulled his back all the way to my chest, his legs still spread and resting on the outside of mine as he sat in my lap, both of us on our knees. I stayed still for a moment as I took him in unabashedly in the mirror. My dick twitched inside of him because god, he was so hot like that.
His eyes were heavily lidded, but they were still on mine. He gave a little whimper and got the most adorable rosy shine on his cheeks at my obvious admiration of him in the mirror. I held back a grin because it was nearly impossible to make Jamie blush, and I felt a little victorious every time I did. “Mmm,” I hummed, licking his ear and causing him to shiver, which made my dick twitch again, “Mine.”
He moaned. “Yours.” I started thrusting again, still holding him against my chest like I’d picked him up. I wanted to make sure he couldn’t help, and that I was doing all the work. He liked being taken care of, and that’s what I was going to do. He trusted me enough to let me take control any time I wanted to, because he knew that all I wanted was to make him feel good. He knew I’d never hurt him. I couldn’t believe I’d almost lost that trust. I wanted to make sure it was completely back.
I angled my hips, still hugging him to me. The thrusts were small, but they were hitting their mark, and he was moaning softly with every breath. One of his hands clung to my forearm around his waist, and the other found my hip as I continued moving in a slow but steady rhythm.
I rubbed his abs gently, in adoration, wanting him to feel what I was feeling for him. I wanted him to understand just how definitively I’d chosen him. That he was it for me. And I knew that without a doubt. I knew it with a certainty that I’d never felt before and hadn’t even known was possible. I didn’t want anyone but Jamie, for the rest of my life. It was a slightly scary but beautiful thought, and I tried to pour that feeling into my movements, even if he didn’t know exactly what it meant.
I rubbed my thumb over one of his nipples with the hand on his chest and he gave a little cry, still struggling to maintain eye contact in the mirror. His cock was red and leaking, and his hand on my hip was gripping me tight. My eyes flicked to the window. “Do you want them to see?” I asked him, and I supposed if someone had binoculars out on the ski slope they could have, but otherwise I doubted it, “Do you want them to see how much I love you? That you’re the only one for me? Do you want me to show them what you mean to me? Do you want them to see how I make you come?”
“Ugh, Caden, fuck,” his hand gripped my hip even tighter, and his hips were giving tiny thrusts forward as his dick searched for friction where there was none. But I wasn’t done with him yet.
I slowed down even more, moving at an almost excruciating pace, hitting that spot every single time. “I want them all to know how badly I want you. How good I want to make you feel.” He let out a sound somewhere between a whine and a moan. His legs trembled, and when I finally sped back up a little and thrust a bit harder, he lost his battle and broke eye contact. His head fell back onto my shoulder as he could do nothing but take what I was giving him.
I grinned and sped up even more as he whimpered, “Caden…oh…oh my god.”
“You like that?” I asked him, because I wanted to hear it. I knew what I wanted.
“Yes.”
“Mmm you’re so beautiful like this, at my mercy. So beautiful trembling in my arms.”
His entire body shuddered. “C…Caden…”
“Such a good boy for listening. You know I love hearing my name spill from your lips. Especially when you’re about to come.” I pinched his nipple gently. “Show me how much you like it, baby.”
He groaned and his cock leaked a stream of precum. Both of his hands were gripping me tightly enough I expected bruises in the morning. “Caden…so…so good…I…”
I licked up his neck as I watched him in the mirror. “That’s it, baby. I’ve got you. Make a mess for me, Jamie. Let me see how good it feels. I want to see.”
“Ngh, Caden.” His body shuddered again, and his feet locked tightly against my legs. He let out one more cry and his cock started pulsing, shooting ropes of cum all over the comforter of the hotel bed we hadn’t even bothered unmaking. The contractions on my dick, mixed with the sight of him in the mirror, threw me over the edge almost unexpectedly.
“I love you, Jamie,” I got out before my thrusts grew erratic and my dick started pulsing inside of him. He still held onto me as I gripped him tightly, thrusting and shuddering and feeling like I might never stop coming. When my orgasm finally subsided, I gave one more weak thrust and then just held him there on my lap while we both came down from our high. His head was still on my shoulder and my chin dropped to his as we struggled to catch our breath.
Jamie finally sat upright, and I pulled out of him, but watching my cum leak out of his ass almost made me hard again. He turned and flopped onto the bed, still on top of the comforter. “Caden…holy fuck.”
I dropped down onto the bed beside him. “I knew make-up sex would be good,” I sighed.
He grinned at me lazily. “Where the hell were you hiding this Caden way back in September?”
I laughed and attacked his neck with little bites and licks as he giggled. “I told you. He was hiding in a pretty little box decorated to look the way everyone else wanted it to. But he’s out of the box now, and he knows exactly what he wants, forever, even though sometimes he has a real shitty way of showing it.”
