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I blink and feel my breath coming out in shorter pants. Fuck, he’s gorgeous. That smooth skin, the puffy pink lips, the long lashes that cast shadows on his cheekbones.
“We can go slow. Let’s just cancel the date…hang out…whatever it’s called these days.”
My heart is thundering in my chest, and I can feel my entire body heat from the inside out. My skin is on fire, my nerves pinging, my entire body alight. Suddenly my freakout earlier is just a distant memory. Nothing important, just a bad dream.
My body tilts forward, and I press my lips to his. Just a gentle peck.
Damon pulls back, his eyes wide with surprise, his hand having fallen onto his leg.
“Wha—?”
I shake my head and swallow. “I—”
Our words are just half-formed syllables, just incoherent rumblings.
And then we combust. Our mouths collide, our bodies shifting toward one another. I’m on him, pressing him into the mattress, my already hard cock pressed against his stomach. Damon’s hands thread through my hair, tugging and pulling, his tongue ravishing my mouth, just licking its way inside of me. A groan escapes me, and I feel it vibrate down his throat.
I want more. I want so much more. My misgivings were all for naught. The second I’m with him, I feel alive.
Damon shifts his hips up and he grinds against my dick, and I feel my entire body tremble. Rarely has it ever been like this with women. Perhaps I was just waiting my whole life for Damon, for thismanto come into my life. I feel his legs slide up behind me, his ankles linking around the small of my back, and I settle my full weight on him, letting him feel me as we rock together.
“Fuck,” I murmur when we finally break the kiss. Our bodies are still sliding against each other’s, our breath coming out in heavy, needy pants.
“I want to suck your dick,” Damon says, wetting his lips, and I nearly come right there. Right in my pants, from just the thought of it.
“Can I?” he asks softly and then leans up and kisses me again. We get lost in it, in the frantic rhythm of our bodies, but eventually he pushes me back, and I hover above him.
“Let me stick you down my throat and swallow. Fuck, I want to.”
I want it too. I want nothing other than that in this moment. I sit up a little higher and Damon scoots down, until his face is level with my crotch. I have no idea what he has planned, but as soon as his fingers hit the waistband of my boxers, I let out a low groan.
“You like that, huh?” he says, yanking the fabric down my hips. “You like the idea of fucking my mouth.”
I do. I fucking want it.
Damon tugs until I’m free, and then he sighs, running his nose up my length and kissing the head.
“A perfect dick for a perfect guy,” he says softly and then licks me. I fall forward, my arms trembling as he works my entire cock into his mouth and down his throat. I didn’t even know it was possible to do this, but apparently Damon defies all physics, all physiology because his nose is buried in my groin and he’s swallowing.
I swear I black out, I nearly combust right there, but before I can, he’s sliding off of me and doing it all over again. I lose track of time, my mind only focused on the feeling of him around me. Of the way his throat constricts and his tongue moves. How warm he is. Is this what fucking his ass would feel like?
The thought brings me right to the edge. It’s the perfect storm—his swallow, the way he sucks a little harder. I explode down his throat with a strained cry and tremble on aching arms above him. When he finally pops off of me, I fall onto my back, seeing stars, my eyes unfocused, my gaze glazed over. That was by far the best blow job of my life.
“Good?” Damon asks, turning onto his side and peering over at me.
I can only nod, and Damon wets his already puffy lips.
“What about you?” I ask, and Damon winks at me.
“Already came. Can do it untouched.”
Another moan slips from me, and I press an arm across my eyes. For fuck’s sake, this guy.
“That’s the perk of being with me, Tomas. I am such a slut for it.”
Apparently, I think, but I don’t say it. I can’t formulate words, just try to catch my breath and my balance.
“Stay the night?” Damon asks, snuggling closer to me. The way he’s moving, I can tell he’s pulling off his pants, so I do the same, wiping myself up as best I can before stretching out my arm and letting him snuggle into me.
