Page 103 of Floored By Love

“I’m already boiling the water, Dr. Rivera.”

I surprised Luke as he closed our bedroom door, reaching down into the front of his pants. I grabbed his soft cock in my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“I knew you weren’t wearing any underwear.”

“You noticed?”

“I have eyes, Luke. Your VPL was prominent.”

“Now that you’ve had a taste, you want more of my cock. I see how it is.”

“You know me so well,” I said, going for the hem of his shirt. I wanted it off.

“Well, I’d say it’s a good thing I’m freeballing. Less for you to remove.”

I got his shirt off and went for my socks. Luke unbuttoned my pants as I easily pushed his flimsy pajama bottoms down to the floor. I went for my shirt next, but while it was halfway over my head, Luke swept me off my feet, lifted me into his arms, and walked over to the bed. Luke put me down gently before switching gears, pulling my pants off with a rough yank. He nuzzled my bulge with his face before fondling my growing dick through the briefs as if he were a sculptor with clay.

I thrusted into his grasp, as my head popped free of my shirt.

“This needs to be fast, Luke. I’m close already.”

“Already?! I’m gonna need to edge you one of these nights and build your stamina back up.”

“Deal. But not tonight.”

“I guess I can manage something,” he replied as he nipped at my dick.

“Get your ass up here,” I said.

“How do you want me?”

“Sit on my chest, facing the door.”

Gone were the days of anxiety with Luke. He still hadn’t fucked me, but I felt safe with him. I used to be timid, but once he proved how considerate he was, that was enough to ease my mind.

That, and he had an amazing ass.

“Like this?”

Luke’s pert buns were inches away from my face, so I pulled him closer, teasing his crack with my tongue.

He got the idea, bending partway over, giving me a better view and easier access to the prize. His tight hole.

He let his body hair grow out, but not back here. I swiped my tongue over his hairless asshole, and he clenched in response.

“Fuck, Cam.”

The torrent of obscenities that flowed from his mouth was my reward for an ass well-licked. I wouldn’t do this for anyone. Knowing it pleased Luke was the reason I enjoyed it. Before I started, I was already hard from the view, though just the thought of rimming Luke was enough to go full mast, anyway.

Once the initial shock of my tongue vanished, Luke, despite still muttering incomprehensibly, started grinding on my chest. He was, for lack of a better description, fucking himself on my tongue, and my dick approved. It had hardened at an awkward angle and was straining against my briefs. As cock-focused as Luke usually was, I assumed the reintroduction of my tongue to his asshole was the reason he hadn’t fished it out of my briefs yet.

The moaning and unintelligible word-stream ended as Luke finally took a breath and said, “Someone’s horny.”

I caught my breath and pulled back from his hole. I could feel the spit around my mouth. This kind of wild abandon was what I always dreamed sex would be like. It was a fortunate side effect of letting Luke into my heart.

“You’ve soaked through your briefs. Your precum is on overdrive.”

I bucked my hips and said, “Maybe you should do something then.”