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“I don’t think—” He bit down on his lip, and I had to kiss him. He groaned, opening his mouth for me, his tongue sliding against mine. But then he stopped me by moving his hand from my back to my jaw and gripping it, pushing gently. “Fuck. I can’t think when you’re kissing me.”
“Is that a problem?” Our faces were still close together, our breaths mingling, sweet and smoky from the weed. I lightly brushed my nose against his, and he huffed out a soft breath.
“No, it’s… This isn’t… I don’t want this to be something we rush into. Something you regret.”
Maybe he was right, but I wanted to fuck him more than I’d ever wanted to fuck anyone in my life. But I wouldn’t push him if he thought we should wait. “Okay. What do you want to do?”
“I’ve got an idea.” Releasing his grip on my chin, he pumped some of the lube into his hand, warming it between his fingers. He shifted me off him, so I ended up on my side next to him on the bed, and reached down between his legs.
I stared down between us. “What are you—” My words were cut off when he wrapped his hand around my cock. “Oh, fuck.Yes.”
His thumb brushed over the head, smearing the precum with the lube, and I groaned, my cock jerking in his grip.
I had to touch him.
Reaching out, I curled my fingers around his erection, swallowing his gasp as I slanted my mouth across his. A slow slide of my hand, up, then down, and my confidence grew. I settled into an easy stroking motion that he seemed to be really into based on the way he was thrusting into my hand and panting breathless moans against my lips.
Then he tore his mouth away and grabbed my wrist, stilling it. “No. Wait. Fuck, Liam, you make me lose my mind. I want to try something. I want this to be good for you.”
“Itisgood for me.” Still, I released his cock and watched as he rolled onto his stomach.
“I think I’m developing a back fetish,” I told him, straddling him and tracing a line of kisses down his spine. He laughed into the pillow, then turned his head to the side.
“Put your dick between my legs.”
An amused grin curved over my lips as I complied. “No one’s ever said that to me before. How can I say no to an offer like that?” When I was in place, my body lined up with his, my elbows planted on either side of him and my cock between his legs, I lowered my head and whispered in his ear, “Now what?”
“Now…” He shifted, his legs coming together, and my cock was suddenly trapped in tight heat between his thighs, slicked up with lube. “You move.”
Fuuuuck. I knew that when he finally let me fuck him, it would feel different, but this right now? This was so. Fucking. Good. My dick slid along his ass and taint, my cockhead tapping against his balls as I thrust my hips in a slow, rolling movement. His body was hot and hard beneath me, his ass pushing back into my thrusts. I nipped at his shoulder, and he rewarded me with one of those dirty low moans that went straight to my dick.
“I’m not gonna last,” I panted against his ear, and he moaned again.
“Come for me. I want to feel it.”
His words tipped me over the edge I’d been balancing on. My whole body shuddered as my cock throbbed, and I came so hard that my vision was whiting out around the edges.
I collapsed against his back, breathing hard. “Fuck.Fuck.” That was the only word I could manage.
He shifted beneath me, huffing out a laugh. “Good?”
My brain finally rebooted, and I realised something. “You haven’t come yet, have you?”
“Don’t worry about me.” His words were mumbled into the pillow, but they were clear, and yeah, no. Like fuck was he going to come away from this unsatisfied.
I placed an open-mouthed kiss to his shoulder, the salty tang of his warm, smooth skin so good that I had to kiss him again. Then again. Eventually managing to tear myself away, I moved onto my knees, straddling him. “Turn over.”
When he turned to lie on his back, my breath caught in my throat. His cock was so hard, dripping precum onto his stomach. His face was flushed, and his pupils were completely blown as he stared up at me.
“What do you want?”
He bit his lip. “I…had a fantasy. Of you…”
“Of me what?” Gripping his cock, I stroked my thumb over the head, and he moaned, arching into my hand.
“Liam.” Lifting his hand, he traced his finger across my lips before lowering it. “Of—of your lips stretched around my cock.”
Fucking hell.
