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He leans up and kisses the side of my lips, and I feel my cock twitch between my legs.
“How about a nice long shower, a blow job, and then we go?” he says, and I grind against him, watching as he loses his breath from the sensation of our bodies rolling together.
“How about I fuck you here and then we shower. And then we go?”
Damon sighs and then spreads his legs even farther apart.
“Fine, take me, you big lug.”
I let out a small laugh as I reach for a condom and slide it on. I want to fuck him raw, to feel the entirety of him against me, but I know that I can’t ask that of him. His job requires him to fuck other people…not that he’s doing that now.
Although, I have seen him on his phone more recently.
But he told me several days ago that he’s taking a small break from filming and will get back to it shortly. So we need to be careful.
The thought puts a small damper on things, and Damon seems to notice it, his hands landing softly on my face.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Your face changed a bit. What were you thinking?”
“Nothing,” I say and then sit up slightly, slotting my cock at his hole and pushing inside. Damon lets out a gasp and then a long sigh as I tunnel my way in.
He’s always so open for me, so ready. I love it.
“Oh, that’s nice, that’s so fucking nice,” he says and then arches his back up slightly, taking me a little deeper. I lean down and catch his lips, sliding my tongue into his mouth.
He groans lowly, meeting me thrust for thrust, our tongues licking in tandem, our heartbeats almost throbbing out of our chests.
“This never gets old,” he gasps when he reaches between us and starts to jerk himself. I arch up, still thrusting into his tight, hot body and watch as he spills across his chest. I follow him over a minute later, collapsing on the bed next to him with panting breaths.
“Fuck,” I groan as I pull the condom off and toss it onto the floor. My bedroom is littered with them. I need to pick them all up before I leave. My mother would be ashamed of me if she saw the state of my floor.
“Oh god. How am I supposed to even walk after that, Tomas.” Damon lets out a mortified giggle and then slaps a hand across his face.“Oh my god, my ass is wrecked. And that’s a compliment.”
I feel slightly smug as we stumble into the shower together, taking our time washing one another. And then we’re finally put together and on our way to my parents’ house, the pot of succulents in the back and the pitcher of sangria on Damon’s lap.
“I am so excited to see them again,” he says, shifting on his seat.
“Yeah, my mom has been texting and asking when you’ll show up. I don’t even think she cares that I’m coming, as long as you do.”
“Yes, well…what will they think when we tell them we’re together?” He seems nervous about that, and to be honest, I am too. Just a little. I know my parents are very supportive. Just how supportive is yet to be seen.
And to be honest, I don’t even know what Damon and I are. We need to have that conversation. Although, the few times I’ve tried to bring it up, Damon has artfully changed the topic of conversation. It seems to be something he likes to do. But I’ll let him have his time.
We can discuss things later, as they come.
But I mean later as insoon. Because I don’t know when he has to head home, and I don’t know what the fuck this is to him.
I know what it is to me.
“Oh, we’re here,” Damon says, bouncing in his seat. “Do you think your dad will like the scarf I made him? I told you I made him a scarf, right?”
I smile at him. “No, is that what you’ve been doing while I’ve been at work?” I ask, and Damon nods his head.
“I also made your brother a penis pouch…”
My eyebrows lift at that. “What?”
“Okay, okay, listen. It’s not like I want to see him in it, but I figured it would help with the ladies…or the men.”
