He’s completely naked and I’m wearing his t-shirts. He stripped down after dinner before getting in bed, but I wanted to keep his shirt on. I like the scent of him wrapped all around me. I lift it over my head and toss it to the end of the bed. He swallows thickly, eyes slowly trailing over me. His lips part and he mumbles something that I can’t hear.
“I think… sorry. I’m okay now.”
“Can I touch you?”
“Always. I just might need a minute here and there.”
He grasps his cock around the base and squeezes hard. “Or I could just keep doing this.”
“Does it feel nice?”
“No, but if you were touching me at the same time, I think it would.”
I crawl up the bed to him. I nuzzle his thigh, kissing and licking him before I get to his balls. His head tosses back hard, into the pillows. He doesn’t release his cock. I get to see it standing straight up in his unmerciful grip, the tip nearly purple, precum spilling from his slit. It’s the hottest show of my life. Everything he does is so incredible.
I mouth at his balls, sucking at them lightly, licking them. I love looking up and seeing the cords of his neck straining as his head stays tipped back and he gasps for air.
I cup his balls and slam my mouth over him, taking his cock to the back of my throat. I swallow against his tip and I’m instantly rewarded by a sound that’s both masculine and entirely desperate. He rakes his hand through my hair. He tries to keep his hips glued to the bed, but I don’t mind when the surge up and he fucks my mouth. I back off a little, breathing through my nose, then work him to the back of my mouth again. I take him in deep strokes until his breath fractures, then I back off. I suck at his tip, circling the head teasingly, then I pop off of him.
His eyes flutter open.
“I want you inside of me. If… if that’s what you want.”
His eyes shutter closed and he flushes all the way down his neck to his belly button. “Want? I’d love to make love to you.”
I climb up him, my heart squeezing and bursting, tingling all over. I straddle his waist and kiss him. He devours my mouth. I tug on his shoulders, and he eventually understands and flips us both over. I want him covering me, his huge body over mine. I want him on top. It’s a huge thing, giving up all the control, but I want to, with him. I want what I wanted earlier. Us, as close as we can be.
I wrap my legs around his waist, then gently extend them, pushing my feet down to his calves, so that we’re glued together already. His cock is hard and throbbing against my belly, leaking hot puddles against my skin.
I can feel his heart hammering against my chest and see it leaping at his neck.
He kisses me, tasting himself on my tongue. He keeps himself propped up on one elbow, and that leaves his other hand free to trace my hair, my cheek, my temple, my neck. He breaks the kiss and presses his cheek against mine, inhaling my hair.
“Should I use a condom?”
“I’m on the pill, so you don’t have to. If you want to, though, I did bring some.” I wanted him to be comfortable, above all. I haven’t had sex in two years, and I’ve had plenty of doctor’s appointments since then. “I—it’s awkward as hell to say this, but I’ve been tested, and I’m clean. Unsexy, I know. But… it’s important to talk about protection and health.”
We’re thirty years old. Fucking adults. I want to be responsible in every way. I know Wizard’s mind wouldn’t go to all the dark places, all the gross things people could say. Our situation isn’t neat and tidy, at least mine isn’t. I want to safeguard him from ever even having to wonder.
“Yes,” he breathes, tucking his face against mine, his breath hot on the shell of my ear. “I trust you. I respect you. I love you.”
I reach between us and nudge his cockhead to my entrance. I didn’t realize how wet I was until I part my legs further and feel the cool air hit my sensitive skin.
“I might not last long,” he warns me. “It already feels too good.”
“You’re perfect.” I curl my hands into his shoulders, then lace my fingers behind his neck. “This has been the best day of my life.”
He lowers his head and sniffs. “Mine too.” When he looks up at me, his eyes are wet, but his smile is astounding. My heart cracks in half and mends itself, bursts and throbs, and cries out in joy.
His hips flex and he presses inside of me. All the sensation changes, the world narrowing to him opening me up. I lift my hips to meet him. His chest rumbles with something soft, then a sigh as he keeps going, splitting me open. He’s thick and even though I’m soaked, it’s a tight fit. I don’t mind the sting one bit. Heat flares and glides white hot through my veins. I don’t know if he’s afraid to pull back, or if he’s scared it will be over before it starts, but he keeps going without hesitating. I love it. I love our bodies pressed together, him thrusting into me all the way, until he bottoms out.
He gulps in air and stops. I try to hold still too, thinking that he might need a break, and any sensation might tip him over the edge. All my nerve endings are on fire. I’m so full. I try not to ripple around him or clench, but it’s hard. It’s hard when everything in me wants to move and get wild, wants to feel him thrusting in me, pulling out and filling me over and over. I’m full, and it’s so good, but it makes me want more.
I test moving just a little. Wizard gasps, sets his hand on my hip. His hips roll, pulling out and pushing back. It’s a slow burn and so, so good.
He tests out stroking like that, pulling back and pressing forward and forward, and more, until he bottoms out all over again. He strokes in and out, the perfect speed. It half makesme want more and more, and half drives me so crazy that my brain shorts out. My toes tingle. I curl them, opening myself up when I trace Wizard’s leg up the back of his calf, until my foot is propped on the bed by his thigh.
I cling to him, holding tight. This is everything I wanted and so much more than I imagined. He fills all the spots in me, the holes inside. We’re so close, so connected, touching at every point, but alsomore. He’s all slamming heartbeats and hard breaths, and I’m the one who gets to hold him through it. I thought it would be scary, to ever be this connected, and thisonewith another person, but Wizard doesn’t scare me at all.
