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My eyes flick between Tom’s rock hard dick and my own, my tongue peeking out to slide over my lips. Fuck, I want him in me. So, fucking badly.
Before I can think better of it, I’m down on my knees swallowing him down, root to tip. Tom lets out a loud groan, his hands coming up to stroke my hair. It’s reminiscent of the first time we were ever together, in the showers at The Rock. That feels like a lifetime ago now—so much has happened since. So much amazingness in my life thanks to this wonderful man.
“Archie,” he moans. “I’m not going to last if you keep doing that and I really need you riding me.”
I reluctantly let his cock fall from my mouth; I want him to be inside me as much as he does, but, bloody hell, I love sucking him.
“Maybe we should wash your hair first?” I suggest.
“Your arse. My dick.Now,”he growls, face formed in a determined scowl. And there’s my sexy grump.
Letting out a soft chuckle, I dig in my shower kit again and retrieve some lube. Yes, I brought lube to a hospital. My boyfriend’s been out of action for days, sue me for wanking in the shower. I’m pretty hasty with the prep—just enough to make sure Tom won’t tear me open. Other than that, I don’t really care. I just want him inside me as soon as possible.
I add some lube to his throbbing dick, and then I climb onto his lap, careful not to jostle his leg too much.
“Is this okay?” I ask, linking my hands around his neck.
“Fuck, babe. It’s perfect,” he groans. “Or it would be, if my cock was already in you.”
I let out a wry chuckle and reach behind me for his cock, staring straight into those gorgeous blue eyes, I line him up with my hole and slowly sink down. Leaning closer, I capture his mouth in a fierce kiss, gently rocking my hips as I take him deeper into my body.
“Fuck,” he groans, resting his forehead against mine, his breath like fire on my face. “Fuck, Archie. I want to move so badly.”
“Just let me do it,” I say in a soft gasp. “Let me take care of you.”
He nods and holds me tighter as I move my body, fucking myself on his incredible dick.
“I love you,” he gasps out through heavy breaths. “I don’t even think you know how much.”
“I know how much,” I assure him, because it sounds as though he needs to hear it. “And I love you too, babe. More than I thought was possible.”
His fingers run through my hair and he drags my face to his again, claiming my lips in a searing, heady kiss that I feel through my entire body.
I’m not sure if it’s because it’s been a few days for us, or if it’s all those tangled emotions this experience has dredged up—fear, uncertainty, anxiety, relief, pride, love—but this is so much more intense than the quickie I’d been expecting. It’s a little overwhelming, but it’s also kind of revelatory. I’ve known for ages how I feel about Tom, and we’ve made vague references to a future together. But I know now that this is it. Me and Tom. No matter what happens, we’re in this together. Our bond is way too strong for things to pan out any other way.
“I’m so close,” he bites out. “I need to move. I need to fuck you.”
I grab his chin in a hard grip and guide his eyes to mine, issuing him with a stern look. “Don’t you dare do anything to fuck up that leg—got it?”
He looks like he’s about to protest, but then gives a reluctant nod, his features drawn together in obvious frustration.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll get you there,” I assure him, offering a teasing smirk.
Making sure my feet are firmly planted on the shower floor, I lean back a little and start fucking down harder on Tom’s cock, my movements faster. It feels so fucking amazing having him buried inside me again. Of course it could get to the next level by him snapping his hips and driving in even deeper, but I’m not going to risk his leg by having him put any weight on it right now.
“Shit, Archie,” he groans, his fingers digging into my waist. “Coming!”
I slow my movements as Tom reaches his climax, basking in the sensation of his hot cum filling me. I can feel the tingle in my spine that tells me my own release is building, so I reach for my throbbing cock and start stroking.
Tom bats my hand away. “Let me give you a fucking handy at least,” he grumbles.
“Alright then.” I smile and lean forward again, sealing my lips over his as he strokes me with a firm grip.
It only takes a few minutes before my orgasm is roaring through me. I groan against Tom’s lips as I explode, ribbons of cream painting his chest before they’re washed away by the shower.
I draw back a little and wrap my hands around his face, staring into his beautiful eyes. “How are you feeling?”
He quirks an eyebrow at me. “Is that an actual question?”
