“Is this okay?” he whispered.
“More than okay.”
As he worked his mouth up and down my length, one of his fingers circled my rim. My first instinct was to tense up and stop him, but it was as if my body knew better, and so I spread my legs further, letting myself relax.
I didn’t hear him pop open the lube but felt the cool slickness as he pressed a finger inside of me, while his tongue continued sliding up and down my shaft as he worked my hole. My body melted into his. Every fear slipped away with his soothing touch. His eyes met mine, and I nodded, communicating without words. He slowly added another finger to stretch the tight ring of muscle.
“Please,” I begged.
He popped off my shaft, his intense gaze on mine. “Are you ready?”
“More than ready.”
Coop unwrapped the foil packet and slid it over his dick. He pulled his fingers from me, and I immediately missed his touch.
He poured some more lube over my entrance before teasing me with his tip, circling just where I wanted him.
“Is this okay?” he asked again, his free hand holding onto my thigh.
“Yes.”
His eyes never left mine as he inched inside. I breathed hard, keeping my gaze on him, as he entered me.
I pushed against him, wanting to feel more of him.
“Someone’s greedy.”
“Only for you,” I murmured, pulling him closer.
He moved gradually, gentle at first like he was holding back. For me. For us. But the more he moved, the more I needed. I grabbed his ass, urging him to move faster, harder, just where I needed him.
He grinned and gripped my thighs. “You want more?”
“Yes, please,” I said with a grunt, rocking with him.
As he thrust into me, I watched his eyes darken; everything about him was so damn beautiful.
Reaching down, I began to stroke my shaft between us, pumping fast to match the tempo he set.
“That’s it, come with me, Ford,” he groaned.
It was all I needed to fly over the edge, our eyes locked as warm spurts painted my stomach. He moaned alongside me before his movements stilled and he rolled to my side.
We both lay there, our breathing in sync, but neither of us said anything until I took his hand and kissed each of his knuckles.
“Thank you for that,” I whispered.
“You don’t ever have to thank me for loving you.”
14
COOP
Hot steam surroundedFord as I opened the door and stepped inside the walk-in shower. I kissed the back of his neck, getting up right behind him where he stood with his chest in the spray of water. My dick stiffened slightly as I briefly thought about what we’d just done. Fuck, it was amazing.
“Come to New York with me,” I said, resting my chin on his shoulder.
He turned his head slightly. “New York?”
