He instantly turns his face to kiss my ankle. “I love it when you tell me what to do.”
“Then remove your fucking pants.”
With a groan, he does as he is told. I immediately begin to salivate as his cock is released, hard and thick with desire for me. It’s too easy to remember how it tastes, how it feels to be fucked in the mouth.
Teo notices my hungry stares. “I thought you didn’t want to play anymore?”
It’s a snap decision to lean forward and run my tongue all the way up his shaft.
He hisses, and the sound goes straight to my core.
“I didn’t say I didn’t want to play withyou.”
I lean in again, intent on wrapping my lips around his sensitive tip to try and draw out another luxurious hiss.
But his hands wind into my hair and pull me back to the bed.
He’s on top of me a moment later, and without missing a beat, he plunges into me, filling me up entirely until he’s seated to the hilt.
The sudden intrusion is gloriously received. Finally, finally, the need for friction is relieved. Stars begin to spot in my vision as a sound erupts from my lips that I’ve never made before.
Then he moves. God, he moves, and the sound keeps coming, and my desire builds in time with the slapping of our skin and he picks up the pace, faster and faster and faster.
I think I might be pulled in and out of consciousness. There’s a ringing in my ears that ebbs and flows, distorting the flow of time.
The only thing that’s real is that he’s inside of me, constantly slamming against my walls but unable to break me while I’m transported to another reality.
Only for it to snap the second his lips crash into mine. He resuscitated me, only for every feeling, every desire, every touch to overwhelm me all at once.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.”
It overwhelms me like a tsunami, and I’m suddenly soaked. The release comes in long waves, and I’m shivering around him when he finally tenses and comes straight after me.
I gulp down air like I’ve been deprived of it. Then, roll onto my side to kiss him. Then kiss him again.
The third kiss is lazier, less frantic. The exertion finally catching up to me.
“Is my girlfriend satisfied?”
I bite my lip before leaning to kiss him again.
“Not just your girlfriend.”
“Love of my life?”
I kiss him again. “Did you know that Cas had a craving for ice shards?”
He pulls back, instantly confused by the direction of the conversation. “Yes?”
“She wanted some while we were at the hospital. But the freezer was out, so I had to wait for them to restock.”
“This is truly a fascinating story?—-”
“I’m not done,” I hit him playfully. “While I was waiting, I thought it would be fun to do a little test. Just to pass the time.”
He pushes himself up on his elbow and furrows his brow. “What kind of test?”
My confidence finally wavers, and I can feel my hands twitching for something to hold on to. I settle for his hand.
