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“Pants.” He helped out by unbuckling my belt.
“Sorry. I needed to write an ode to your cock.”
“Oh? Come up with a good one?” He pushed my pants down, waiting for me to step out free before they too joined the pile on the chair.
“There once was a fellow—” I didn’t get farther than that before he was kissing me again, finding my mouth with his, tongue delving deep enough to make me moan.
“What do you want?” he asked against my ear. I liked how he asked instead of assuming that my bottoming confession earlier meant I was up for that tonight. I did like fucking, but right then, I was dying to taste him.
“I want to show you how good I am on my knees until you scream.” I started to sink down, but he pushed me to sit on the bed.
“Doubt I can come standing up. Your knees are safe with me.” He sprawled on his back. “Have at me.”
That was nice, the way he didn’t argue with me or go all tough guy insisting on getting me off first. No, he took my words at face value. If I wanted something, he was going to give it to me, and that was heady stuff. My head buzzed and my hand trembled as I ran it down his torso.
He shuddered like he too was hovering on the edge. And damn, he was gorgeous, each firm muscle sexy as fuck, especially when countered by the softness of his fuzz.
“I need to get way more committed to weights if this is the result.” Moving so I knelt next to him, I stroked his stomach. “I jog, but I’ve always thought that washboard abs were a trick of Hollywood lighting.”
“Ha. This is called nothing to do in the evenings.” He stretched, a clear bid to get my hand lower, but I didn’t take the bait, instead switching to touching his biceps.
“I could give you something to do.”
“So you could.” He regarded me carefully through half-lidded eyes. I’d meant my comment as a flip retort, but something more serious sizzled between us, something best not mentioned. Chuckling, Paul rocked his hips. “How about you give me a preview of your evening suggestions before I lose my damn mind?”
That I could do. I kissed his shoulders, loving his impatient wiggling as I moved lower, blessing his arms and chest with little licks and nips. I kissed his abs right above his straining cock, then moved to his thighs.
“No fair.” He let out a pained groan as I nuzzled all along the crease at the top of his leg. “You missed a spot.”
“So I did.” I imitated his deeper tone, and we both laughed right before I captured the head of his cock with my mouth. I swirled my tongue all around the tip before slowly going lower.
“Fuck. Fuck,” Paul cursed and clutched at the bedding. “This is where I warn you it’s been forever…”
I winked at him as I jacked his shaft slowly. “Glad I can jog your memory about what you like, old man.”
“Hey!” He half-laughed, half-groaned, then full-out moaned when I took him deep in my mouth. Some skills got better with age, and I was only too happy to show off everything I knew and some tricks I made up on the spot. He gasped when I used my tongue on the underside, so I did that even more, going deep and teasing at the same time until he was thrashing against the bed again. “Jesus. Slow down. I wanna remember this.”
“I’ll give you the long version later,” I promised, way too gone on how good he felt in my mouth to be able to make this last. The power of coaxing all those sexy sounds from him had my own cock hard and leaking against my stomach as I stretched out next to him. My cock could wait, though, because every sense was locked on him and his responses. His salty taste. His scent soap and spice and so good I wanted to drown in it. His abs under my head and firm thighs tensing against my palm. “I want to get you there.”
“You are. Fuck. You are.” He rocked his hips up to meet my mouth, a deeper thrust than I was expecting, and I had to quickly pull back to avoid coughing. He stroked my hair with gentle fingers. “Fuck. Didn’t mean to choke you. Sorry.”
“No sorry. Do it again,” I ordered, more ready for his movements now, craving them even, moving my hand to the base of his shaft so I could control the depth of his thrusts. “Love making you lose control.”
I sucked hard until he got the idea that I truly wanted this. He started to rock again, a shallow motion that quickly escalated to him fucking my mouth. I tried to keep giving him the tongue action he’d been loving, but I had to let go of that idea and simply hang on for the ride. It was sloppy and fast and loud and so fucking hot that I almost got there before he did.
But then he groaned low, body bowing upward as his hand tightened on my shoulder. “Fuck. There. There.”
The taste of his come, the way he filled my mouth, made my cock pulse over and over. I had to seriously clamp down against my own orgasm and focus on swallowing.
“Fuck.” Paul hauled me up next to him. “You’re incredible.”
“Thanks.” Nestling into his side, I reveled in how harsh his breathing still was, the way his rugged features were softened, the way he kept looking at me with such wonder. He made me feel like I’d won a gold medal in sex, and that thrill was almost better than coming myself. Almost. My cock twitched against my belly, and I finally gave into the urge to reach for it.
“Wait.” Paul stopped me with a hand over mine. “I wanna play too. Come up here.”
Gesturing at his chest, he licked his lips, intent clear. Him so eager to please made my cock pulse even harder. And weirdly, his desire made my chest ache as well, turned this from something hot I’d done for him to something shared, something more than I’d expected but sure as hell wasn’t about to turn down.
“This good?” I scooted around until I was straddling his chest.
