“Please, Mason,” he whispers. “I want to be with you in every way possible.”
I groan. I can feel myself giving in. How can I say no to him? To my own body, throbbing with lust?
I leave wet kisses up his chest and take his mouth with mine again. There’s no more holding back now. I kiss him like I’m drowning and he’s made of oxygen, like I’m taking something from him so that it’ll always be with me.
We scramble out of our clothing, and Star shivers when our bare bodies are pressed together. I sit astride him, my cock like the Washington Monument between us. Star’s gentle, sincere eyes watch me as he runs his hands up my thighs and grasps it.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, trying to be patient and let him satisfy his curiosity, but his hand around me feels so good and he looks so beautiful with his eyes on me, taking everything in as pre-cum starts to bead up on my tip.
His eyes slide up to mine. “Show me how it is done.”
I fall on him, devouring his mouth as I take one of his hands and press it to my ass. I guide him gently to my opening as I kiss him, and like the truly magnificent man he is, he doesn’t need any more guidance, his fingers finding their way exactly where I need them.
“Star!” I gasp when he sinks one into me. Fuck, I want him inside me so bad. I haven’t been with anyone in a while, and even if I had, I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel aboutStar, and being here with him like this is better than I could have imagined.
“Mason,” he sighs into my mouth, like he thought my call was some kind of question he has to answer.
I know I’m not quite ready, but I don’t want to wait a second longer. Pushing up on my knees, I pull his hand away from me so that I can grasp his cock. He makes a shocked noise and then his mouth pops open when I settle him against me and start to sink down on him.
His eyes glaze over as I work myself onto him, one slow inch at a time. I knew it was going to be difficult—I have, after all, had him all the way down my throat—but I’m not quite prepared for the dual assault of his perfect dick and the way he’s looking at me like he’s peering into the depths of the universe.
I love you, I want to tell him.I don’t know how but I do. Please, don’t leave me.
What if I never feel this way about anyone again? What if I never meet anyone else who wants to slow dance in my kitchen or gets excited about snow or looks at everyone with their heart in their eyes? What if I never meet anyone this sweet and kind and beautiful ever again?
Like he can tell my mind has wandered into someplace I can’t seem to come back from, Star wraps a hand around the back of my throat and yanks my mouth down to his. His tongue finds mine as I start to lift off him and sink down again, setting a slow and steady rhythm.
He barks out a surprised sound against my lips that makes me smile as I press my forehead to his. He’s so big and thick inside me as I ride him slowly, and I watch his face as I do, take in every expression, the crease between his brows, the tremble of his bottom lip, the arch of his throat.
I love him so much that I have to slam my lips together not to let the words find their way out.
I start to move a little faster as my body gets used to the pressure of him in my ass, the slight pain that’s always thrilled me beginning to shift into something more pleasant.
“Yes,” Star says, the word coming out as a hiss. His hands slide up my legs and latch on my ass, his fingers digging into me, and then he flips us. I settle onto my back on the mattress, my knees in the air, as Star plants his hands on either side of my head.
He’s smiling. There’s so much joy written across his face as he slides in and out of me that it’s all I can do to pull his mouth down to mine so I can taste the smile on his lips.
“Harder,” I tell him between my teeth, and he obliges, slamming into me hard enough to make us both whimper pathetically.
“Oh!” he groans, and I know he’s about to come, and I can’t stop smiling now either.
“Come for me,” I say against his mouth. “Fill me up.”
He looks down at my dick bobbing between us, and even though I know it’ll throw off our game a little, I pull one of his hands from where it’s holding him up and wrap it around my shaft. With my hand around his, I show him the speed I need, and he gives it to me as his hips begin to lose their rhythm.
His lips part on a silent cry, and I watch him go over the edge, his dark eyes glued to mine, seconds before I come, splashing onto my stomach just before Star slumps on top of me, effectively smearing my cum all over both of us.
“Are you okay?” I ask, the second my orgasm wears off. “Did that hurt? Are you?—”
He pulls back and kisses me, gentle and sweet. “I am fine,” he says. “That was very good.”
I smile up at him. “Yeah, it was okay.”
He smiles back, as bright as the sun.“Very,verygood.” He rolls off of me and settles onto his side, propping his face upon his bicep.“I did not know it would feel like that. It was magnificent before, with you, but…”
I run a hand across the stretch of his muscular chest that doesn’t have my discharge all over it.
“What is it like up there, in the sky?” I ask, my voice small.“Is it… is it lonely?”
