“I’m gonna do what that mountain lion couldn’t,” he says with a wiggle of his brows.
I laugh and push at his shoulders. “You ass. Are you saying the mountain lion was about to fuck me?” It slips off my tongue so easily and I enjoy the taste of that word. Fuck. So raw and real.
He chuckles, resting his knee between my thighs as he leans in, lowering himself over me. “I was going for consume, but hey, whatever you wish, honey.”
Honey is the sweetness I feel when he calls me that.
Cass used several blankets to make a little nest for us. He’s thought of everything, so I’m more than happy to spread my thighs a bit wider and let him in. “I like ‘consume’.” I slide my fingers into his damp hair, enjoying every moment of his attention.
I’ve gone through so many twists and turns since we parted at the end of high school, and yet we made it here. I couldn’t be happier. He’s the one I want, my everything.
He nuzzles my cheek, then moves his lips along the side of my face, then jaw line. His touch is gentle, but I’m trembling as our bodies heat, rocking together until they feel as one. By the time his tongue slides between my lips I’m rock-hard and squeeze my thighs around his.
My hands glide over his strong shoulders and all the way down his muscular back. I don’t have an ounce of straightness left in me, and at this point I wonder if I ever did. There’s only a faint hint of rosemary left on him after the shower, but he smells so fresh⸺of water and rain.
I moan when his dick twitches against me, trapped between our bodies, and when he rests his weight on me, the overwhelming sense of this moment being perfect makes me hug him all the harder. Our hands wander everywhere as we kiss. At times we roll over so I’m on top, but at the end of the day, I want him between my legs.
We’re both insanely aroused by the time he looks at me and reaches into his backpack in a way so clumsy I can only blame it on excitement, but moments later, he shows me a pack of condoms and a tube of lube, letting me know he came prepared.
“I can’t wait to feel you,” Cassian whispers, kissing me before I can inhale.
His tongue is so skilled. It dances with mine, pets my palate and teases my gums. I could get drunk on it.
“You were thinking about it?” I point my chin at his provisions as I stroke his ears with my thumbs. I need to know what he’s thinking about all this.
Cassian rolls his eyes. “Duh. I always think about my hot boyfriend. And the naughty things I want to do to him,” he says with a grin and rocks against me, making me arch in pleasure.
I love being his boyfriend. Possibly even more than I loved being his best friend. “Tell me. What do you want to do to me?” I whisper and slide my hand between our bodies to grab his cock. I groan when it pulses in my hand, signaling his arousal.
Cassian’s eyelids flutter shut, and he licks his lips, thrusting into my hand, just like he surely wants to move inside me. His skin is flushed, and his hair falls on his forehead in damp strands as he speaks. “I want to open you up with my fingers, and then get behind you as you’re on all fours, so available to me. I imagine how hot and tight you are, and how your voice will sound when you understand why it feels so good to be fucked.”
The vision frazzles my mind, and I squeeze his dick tighter. My hole twitches in anticipation as I swallow, a little embarrassed of about what I’m about to ask. “Can we… I mean… Do we need the rubbers? I’m kinda hot for your cum.”
Cassian stalls, opening his eyes wide, and he looks so damn beautiful with the fire casting a warm glow on one half of his face. He swallows. “I… you wouldn’t rather wait until we get tested? I mean… I never did it without rubbers and got tested before the semester started but... well, it’s up to you, honey.”
I laugh awkwardly. “I’ve not been with anyone since Emily, and we used condoms… Is it weird that I want to—”
His dick pushes in my hand as he cups my face. “No, Mattie. It’s just us. Nothing is weird. We can do whatever we want.”
“I want you raw then,” I say with more confidence.
He grins, rolling his hips. “That’s so hot, Mattie. Never done it like that before. And now I’m gonna fill you up with that cum you like so much.”
I should laugh, we’re talking about cum after all, but we’re not fourteen anymore. It’s hot and gets me horny to hear him say it. “I’m a mindless beast around you. What do you want me to do?” I give him a kiss for good measure, already deep in fantasies of him on top of me and his spunk filling me when he comes.
Cassian laughs, rolling off me. “Get on your hands and knees, and I’ll show you.”
I might have self-combusted at those words, and I can’t turn any faster. I spread my thighs to show him how eager and open I am. My dick is so hard I can’t wait to come, but I also want to feel him in me first.
As they say, there are two wolves in you.
In my circumstance, one wants to come, the other wants to be fucked. I might just get both satisfied if I’m lucky.
I moan when Cass gives my ass a playful slap before rubbing it in a wide circle. I might have only discovered my interest in men a month ago, but I want him to touch me everywhere, so I’m all in when his tongue draws on the small of my back. The tube of lube gives a loud click. If I were any less aroused, I’d be frightened, but the sound means things are about to go down, so I spread my thighs wider and rest my forehead on the blanket under me.
Time seems to stretch forever, but Cassian’s fingers finally slide between my buttocks, this time going straight for their goal. He’s so damn decisive, and that’s only making my cock harder. I moan as it pulses, hanging between my legs untouched, because I don’t want to risk finishing before Cassian’s inside.
I’m panting when he pushes in one fingertip. I never thought I’d be in this position, and now I can’t wait for more. It’s not the physical feeling that gets me so hot and bothered, because that in itself is a bit strange. But knowing that the fingers are a prelude to his cock, that soon enough Cass will be fucking me, makes me frantic with arousal.