“Give me more.”
“Get me ready.” I hand him a condom and the lube and climb on the mattress, straddling him so his shaft is trapped against his stomach.
I rock gently back and forth, using my body weight to apply friction to his dick while he covers and slicks mine. Carnal as it is, there’s alsosomething intimate about the exchange, and for a brief moment I wish he was prepping me without the need for the latex, so I could feel his warm hands on my skin. But that’s a level of intimacy I shouldn’t give into considering my emotions are all over the place, and chances are we won’t see each other again after tonight.
Pulling away from Lennon’s hand, I slot myself between his legs and lift them above my shoulders to push my cock inside. A breathless sigh rumbles from his chest as I fill him, eyes drifting shut with contentment while his body opens for me. Fully seated, I take a moment to let the initial fissures of ecstasy fade to a pleasant tingle, so I don’t risk blowing my load on the first thrust. Then I start to move.
Slowly at first, I try not to let anything come between us as I rock back and forth, not even the air. I pump long and deep, maximizing the friction to draw out our pleasure, rolling my hips each time I bottom out, so my cockhead rubs against his prostate. If his raspy moans weren’t confirmation I’m hitting the right spot, I’d know by the way his ass clenches my dick just before each retreat. Taken together, this is the most erotic sex I’ve ever had, and while it broaches that intimacy wall I’m trying to stay on the casual side of, I can’t help pressing my lips to his to swallow those moans.
I’ve never kissed in the middle of a fuck before, but it’s my new favorite thing. Breathing each other’s air… tongues clashing in a rhythm that matches the thrusting of my hips… It’s almost like I’m not justinsideLennon, but he’s insideme. We’re so perfectly in sync we’re likeonebeing, with no beginning and no end between us.
Does that mean this is more than just a fuck?
I know what I want the answer to be, but I can’t acknowledge that. Not when I can’t do anything about it.
Lennon’s hole clenches tighter around me, a silent request for more, and since my own body wants the same, I give it to him. Thrustinghard and fast, I drive as deep as our bodies will allow, ignoring the fatigue in my extremities as I chase the nirvana that promises to be more explosive than anything I’ve ever experienced.
And then I feel it. Feather-light kisses starting at the tip of my dick, growing deeper and longer as they cascade over my length, clutching and pulling me further into his body. I plunge deep and hold still, crushing my lips to his so we breathe each other’s cries as my cock pulses inside his quivering hole.
When the tremors subside, I’m completely wrung out, so much so that I nearly blurt out what I’m thinking. Fortunately, lack of air in my lungs makes it impossible to speak, so I don’t say anything that will send Lennon running before our schedules will force that inevitability tomorrow. Instead, I pull out and roll over, tossing the condom to the floor before tucking Lennon against my side for one final night.
***
Sunlight streams through the window, but the sense of dread I expected to wake up with is missing. Instead, I feel like I’m floating, prickles of pleasure rippling over my skin, emanating from the strange current surrounding my dick.
I lift my head to find Lennon hovering over me, hair glowing in the morning sun as his mouth slides over my rigid erection.
“What's this?” I gasp.
“I couldn’t let you leave without the morning sex you wanted so bad.” He casts me a mischievous grin, and I swear my heart nearly stops.He remembered? God, this man is perfect for me.
Although I’d been wanting to take advantage of waking up in the same bed for days, I never expected it. The fact that he did this willingly, without any wicked suggestions on my part… Hot. As. Fuck.
My head collapses back on the pillow as he swallows me down, tongue sliding over my length before swirling around the top. Over and over again, his head bobs in my lap, drinking me in. My thighs shake from the strain of holding still—mostly—since I can't completely stop my hips from rocking toward his mouth, chasing the warmth of his tongue. Or ignore the sharp sting of bliss when he hollows his cheeks and sucks, hard.
I thread my fingers in his hair, massaging his scalp while shamelessly holding his head between my legs.This right here, this is heaven.And while I’m dying to linger in this moment until my restraint gives out, to finish in his mouth and watch him take everything I can give, the need to be inside him outweighs that fantasy.
“Come here.” I tug him up my body so he’s straddling me. He takes the condom I grabbed off the nightstand and rolls in on, slathering me hurriedly, then lowers himself onto my cock.
I watch, enthralled, as he sinks over me, pausing when I'm buried to the hilt. The pressure, the heat… I fight to keep my eyes on him instead of letting them roll back in my head. Then he swivels his hips, somehow pulling me even deeper. His hard cock sways in the air as he rocks over my length, his hands ghosting over my chest, my abs, mapping the contours of my body as if he’s committing it to memory. I hope he is, same as I’m cataloging him. For reasons I know are futile to admit, I don’t like the idea of either of us forgetting this moment.
Lennon’s fingers continue to roam, leaving a faint tingling sensation in their wake. I’ve never been so aware of the way my skin feels during sex—I’m usually too focused on how my dickfeels—and the electricity he’s creating is incredible. It’s a revelation. And a massive turn on.
Putting my hands on his hips, I pull him down as I thrust steadily up so I can bury myself as deep as possible. When Lennon tips his head back I grip his cock in one hand, stroking just hard enough to ramp up his pleasure without sending him over the edge. Not yet. I want to enjoy this view a while longer, in case I never get to experience it again.
As he gets closer to nirvana, Lennon starts to moan, and I release his hip to reach behind his neck and pull him to me, pressing our lips together so we're forced to share our air as we fall over the edge. Since the first time I caved to temptation and kissed him, I haven’t been able to get enough. And having his mouth on mine while the tremors ripple through us makes our release that much more intense. Something that makes him feel like mine even when he’s not.
After we climax and our breathing returns to normal, he collapses on my chest, tucking his head under my chin. “Well? Was it everything you hoped for?”
I run my hands over the smooth skin on his back, fighting the urge to hug him to me and never let go. “And then some.” I kiss his forehead.
All too soon he pulls away, mumbling something about work. It makes me smile through my melancholy because it’s just sohim.
“Here.” He plucks his briefs off the floor and rubs them over his cock and my stomach, soaking up his release, before handing them to me with a sly grin. “One more for the road.”
I bring them to my face and inhale, earning an eye roll just like I knew it would. Then he bends down and picks my t-shirt off the floor.
“You only get to keep them if I get this.” He brings it to his face and inhales, mimicking me.
