“We should clean up,” I say, dragging my hand slowly up and down his back.
“I came so hard I can’t walk,” he murmurs, nuzzling into my polo. “You’ll have to carry me.”
I huff out a laugh, still not over the fact that he actually got off like that. That giving me a blowjob was enough to push him over the edge. I step out of the shorts and briefs pooled around my legs and scoop him up. He clings to me easily, wrapping his legs around my waist as I walk us to the bathroom.
“Oof, you smell so good,” he says mid-yawn, his breath warm against my neck.
“Do you always sleep after you come?” I ask, dragging my tongue along the shell of his ear.
He shivers in my arms. “I won’t sleep off after I fuck you.” His teeth graze my neck, and my cock jumps in interest. “Or maybe I’ll sleep off with my dick in your arse.”
Jesus Christ.
“Such a filthy mouth on you.”
“I’m only stating facts.”
I set him down in the bathroom. He peels off his boxers while I tug my shirt over my head, anticipation coursing through my veins already.
Today is the day I get fucked in the arse.
God, I cannot wait.
13
ROLAND
—Fire Meet Gasoline
by Sia
Coker stays half hardthe entire time we shower. I can’t keep my eyes off him. Unlike our hook up in Denmark—with me so out of my mind, I barely registered anything beyond my orgasm—I now have the luxury of taking all of him in.
Wow.With his boxers gone, I finally get a proper look at his dick, and yeah, huge does not even begin to cover it. Even at half-mast, it hangs thick between his thighs. He is clearly both a shower and a grower. I always assumed, because of his light skin, that his cock would be darker, but it’s not. It is flushed and reddish, with the base dusted with brownish hair. My eyes drift lower, then up again, and I notice a scatter of freckles along his waist and hips. When he turns his back to pick up the body wash, I catch sight of more of them, faint speckles disappearing over the curve of his arse and down into his crease.
He turns back too quickly, robbing me of the rest of the view, and finds me staring at him like a man who has never seen a naked body before in his life.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll take you right here against the wall,” he says, his hands sliding to my waist, thumbs brushing circles into my skin.
My cock perks up instantly, loving every word of that sentence. “You talk a big game for such a small guy,” I tease, squirting body wash into my palm just so I have something to do that isn’t openly gawking at his dick and arse.
He glances down at himself, then back at me, one corner of his mouth lifting. “You better be referring to my body because,” he says, wrapping a hand around his cock, “this is anything but small.”
I snort before I can stop myself. “You sure are humble.”
“Pffft,” he scoffs. “I don’t need humility. Everyone who’s had a taste of junior came back begging for more.”
He says it with so much confidence that I can’t even think of a comeback. He reaches over and turns the shower on properly, angling his body so the spray lands on his shoulders and chest but not his hair. Water runs down his torso in slow rivulets, tracing over his muscles and freckles and that stupidly perfect V-line. Is it completely irrational for me to want to squeeze the life out of every ex and fuck buddy he’s ever had? Because the way he casually mentions his past exploits makes something possessive rear its ugly head in my chest.
“Of course you named your dick,” I say, aiming for dry amusement instead of the fact that I was internally beefing with people I’ve never met for daring to touch him before me.
He sees right through me, though. I never knew I could be this transparent until I started getting closer to him.
“Aww,” he says, voice dripping with delight as he reaches up and pulls at my cheeks. “Is this big guy jealous?”
“Why would I be jealous?” I shoot back, then immediately change the subject before I incriminate myself further. “You don’t wash your hair?”
He snorts and, thankfully, takes the bait. “I’m not a dirty guy,” he says, rolling his eyes. “But my products are still packed, and I am eager to fuck you. Hair care can come later.”
