“Um...” Henry shook off the feeling, hoping Dom wouldn’t notice. “We could go for a bike ride?” Dom had persuaded him that hiring bikes for the week was a good thing, and to be fair, it did make it quicker to get around. Henry had forgotten how much fun it could be.
“Hmm...” Dom moved to kiss his jaw, then his neck, and Henry tilted his head with a hum of pleasure, inviting Dom to have at it. “We could do that.”
He moved to lie over Henry, slotting into place between Henry’s thighs like he belonged. Sure of his welcome and like there was no place else he’d rather be.
Henry smiled, eyes drifting shut as Dom started up a slow, dirty grind.
“We don’t have to go out just yet though,” he whispered between kisses, hands sliding under Henry’s shoulders to hold him in place.
“Yeah.” Henry bucked his hips, meeting every roll of Dom’s, pleasure a slow build inside him. “I’m in no rush.”
They kissed and kissed, heat coursing through Henry’s veins with every lazy sweep of Dom’s tongue and every press of his cock against Henry’s. They took their time, letting the heat build between them like a slow-burning fire. Henry’s hands had a mind of their own, stroking down Dom’s broad back, enjoying the bunch and release of his muscles as he moved over him. Eventually they landed on Dom’s arse, and he couldn’t resist grabbing a handful and squeezing, pulling Dom hard against him.
Dom grunted, pace picking up, and Henry felt the tell-tale sensation in his groin. He hadn’t come like that in a good few years, but there was no doubt he was well on his way. Dom’s hot breath hit his ear and Henry shivered, needy moans escaping as he tried to get Dom closer still. They rutted against each other, chasing release, and even with two layers of underwear between them, it felt fantastic. Dom held him tight, head buried in the crook of his neck, and Henry gave in to the pleasure threatening to overtake him. With his head pushed back against the pillow, he came with a muted cry, clinging to Dom as if his life depended on it and shuddering as wave after wave rushed through him.
Dom thrust against him once, twice, more before his whole body tensed and Henry felt his dick pulse as Dom followed him over the edge.
“Wow,” Henry murmured, not meaning to say it out loud, but whatever.
Dom’s muffled laughter made his body shake, and Henry winced as his now sensitive and sticky cock rubbed against Dom’s.
Dom’s laughter stopped so abruptly, Henry’s started.
“Stop,” Dom urged, amusement clear in his voice. “Or you’ll start me off again, and I can’t take it. I need to get out of these fucking boxers and in the shower.”
“Me too. I can’t believe you made me come in my pants.”
Dom started to chuckle again and Henry groaned, pushing at Dom’s chest until he rolled to the side.
“Right.” Henry finally managed, wiping at his eyes. “Shower.”
Dom sat up grimacing, and Henry grinned at the look on his face. But he did exactly the same when he went to stand up.
“Ugh.” Taking great care not to smear jizz all down himself, Henry peeled off his underwear and threw them in the direction of the overnight bag he’d taken to bringing with him when he stopped at Dom’s villa.
Henry stood stark naked in the middle of the room, watching Dom try and get his wet boxers off and laughing at the look on his face. “Not worth the mess?” Henry asked, wondering if he should feel more self-conscious than he did.
Dom’s head whipped up and he fixed Henry with such a heated look, Henry wondered if they were about to go for round two. “Definitely worth it.”
Dom’s words set off a warm glow inside him, and Henry felt it creep up from his belly, suffusing his chest with a swell of... well, whatever it was it had no business being there.
Dom’s talking about getting off. Nothing more.
Henry shook his head a little to clear it, but he had no chance of hiding his flush, so he didn’t bother trying. Instead, he walked over to Dom, took his hand, and led him into the shower. He didn’t speak, not trusting himself to keep his feelings to himself. Knowing his luck, he’d blurt out something along the lines of,I really want to see you after we leave here.
Which as he said it in his head, didn’t sound like a bad thing. Did it?
It’s not what we agreed to.
A holiday fling. That’s all.
We’re both coming out of failed relationships, he repeated in his head.Nothing good comes from dating your rebound fuck.
Describing Dom as that tasted wrong, but that’s exactly what he was. Wasn’t it?
“Hey, you okay?” Dom stood in front of him, as naked as Henry, and cupped his jaw with both hands.
Henry grumbled under his breath, annoyed with himself for wasting precious time stuck in his own head.
