I wrap my arms around his neck and lean forward, making it easier on myself. I can’t take him as deep this way, but I can grind against his stomach. And I can kiss him. And with his cock buried deep inside me, that’s exactly what I do.
His lips part under mine, and I sweep my tongue past them. It seems he’s content to let me control it all. I move my lips over his slowly, rolling my hips in the same slow way.
This is the first time we’ve had sex since we told each other we loved one another, and for some reason it’s so much better. It feels so real. And perfect.
We’re at my house. He knows my secrets. We love each other.
I break the kiss with a gasp, resting my forehead against his. “I love you.”
Jasper’s hands come up to grip my hips. He doesn’t control my movements, just holds me. “I love you too, baby boy.”
With each rock of my hips, more and more sensation explodes through me. My cock leaks a path across Jasper’s stomach with each movement and shift. It’s unreal.
I want to come. I’m dying for it.
Picking up my pace, I slam my mouth back onto Jasper’s, tangling my fingers in his hair. He groans into our kiss, his hips shifting restlessly under mine. It’s hot. He wanted me to be in control. He wantedmeto be the one to make us come, but he’s so into it—into me—that he can’t seem to help himself.
I don’t want him to. There’s nothing hotter than an undone Jasper, and I want to spend the rest of my life undoing him just like this.
Breaking our kiss, I barely resist the urge to smirk. I gasp against his lips, then shift so I can whisper in his ear. “Are you gonna come for me, baby?”
His hips stutter, his breath leaving him in a quick rush.
“Do I feel good? Do you like being buried inside your baby boy?”
His fingers flex against my skin, his head falling backward against the back of the couch. “Fuck. You know I do.”
My stomach clenches, my cock jerking hard, spilling pre-cum on his stomach. I thrust faster, shifting until Jasper’s cock is hitting my prostate with every roll of my hips.
I groan almost helplessly, my hips losing their rhythm and my legs going weak and noodly as I get closer and closer. I’m not sure I can keep going on my own. “Jasper,” I breathe, and even I can hear the whiny tone of my voice.
He knows what I want without me even having to ask, and he uses his grip to help me, moving my body up and down on his cock like I’m a fucktoy. I drop my chest against his, my body going slack.
I let out a breathless groan each time he bottoms out inside of me. My cock rubbing against his stomach and the way he’s brushing my prostate has my body tensing, tightening and arching as I climb higher and higher.
“Please,” I gasp, my fingers flexing in his hair. “Oh, please—I… I need—please.”
“Fuck,” he chokes out, the word ending on a low moan as he slams his hips up, driving his cock deep into me.
Heat explodes at the base of my spine, my hole contracting around him as my cock jerks, ropes of cum soaking the space between us. I shimmy and rock against him, trying to drag out the pleasure as he loses control and slams into me over and over.
His cum leaks out of me, and the sounds it makes are obscene as he fucks me roughly through his orgasm.
Jasper stills, his mostly still-hard cock buried deep inside of me, and runs a hand up my back to cup my nape.
He slides his fingers into my hair, using his grip to pull me to his mouth. I kiss him slowly, parting my lips so he can take what he wants.
“Fuck, baby boy. That was so good. You’re so perfect.”
I rest my head against his shoulder, soaking in his warmth as he plays with my hair. Sighing, I melt into it. “I want you to meet the kids early on.”
Jasper pauses for a moment. “Really?”
I nod. “Yeah, I think it makes the most sense. Once I get them settled, will you come over?”
“Of course.” Jasper presses a kiss to my sweaty temple. “As long as you’re sure.”
“You’re mine,” I say simply. “I want you to meet them. As long asyou’resure. I know you handled it all well, but I really am kind of springing two kids on you.”
