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“No way,” I said.
“Thigh fucking? Yes,” Casey said.
“You are such a liar,” I said, though I sure as hell didn’t stop what I was doing, still thrusting forward, a little faster now.
I loved being behind him like this, too. I had one arm wrapped around his torso, tugging his body close up against mine, and I buried my face at the crook of his neck. His hair was still the slightest bit damp against my skin, and it smelled so much like him, clean and inviting.
“Not a liar,” Casey uttered. “I’ve gotten off to thigh fucking porn before, you know.”
My cock throbbed between his legs. “What? I didn’t even know that was a real thing—I just thought I was being desperate and way too impatient right now.”
“Oh, it’s a thing, I promise you,” he murmured.
He started to buck his hips backward against me now, squeezing his muscles around my cock in a pulsating rhythm.
“Holy fuck, it feels too good,” I said.
“Then come for me, Rome,” Casey said. “Come down my thighs. Fuck up my sheets. I have more.”
I groaned. “You have no idea how hot it is when you say things like that.”
“So do it,” he said, in some combination of begging and commanding me that only turned me on more.
I breathed heavy as I fucked into the space between his thighs, loving every moment of it. This was one of the best things about Casey. I felt like I could do anything with him. He’d never judge me, never say I was being strange. He was up for anything, and that only made every part so much more fun.
Wewere fun, together. Better than the sum of our parts. And down for any ride.
It didn’t take long before I felt the wave cresting inside me, and I knew I was about to lose it. I pulled his body even closer to mine, loving every inch of heat as our skin touched.
“Gonna come,” I breathed against him as I lost control. I held him hard as I came, biting down on his shoulder, pulsing between his legs.
He let out a low, satisfied sound. “So goddamn hot,” he murmured.
I didn’t have any clue how I was so lucky.
I relaxed. He breathed out. I kissed the back of his head once, and then again, and then another dozen times.
“I am a lucky man,” I said.
“You have to let me do that to you next,” Casey said. “I want to know how it feels.”
I puffed out a laugh. “Casey, I would be honored if you fucked my thighs.”
He laughed, too, before turning to press a kiss to my lips before getting up. “Help me change my sheets?”
He cleaned off his thighs and then we put new sheets on his bed. By the time we were back under clean sheets again, I felt blissfully tired. Like I was truly satisfied, on a bone-deep level. We got in the same position again, with him as my little spoon, this time a little more innocently.
The dim light coming in his window illuminated the room in the faint, multicolored glow of the Christmas lights he still had hung up outside.
“You want to know something?” he asked. “I know neither of us are virgins, or whatever. But everything we do together still feels like it’s a first.”
I hummed. “I feel exactly the same way, actually. It’s strange how you can live a whole life, and still feel like you’re starting over again, all the time.”
“So that feeling never ends, huh?”
“Never,” I confirmed. “And I kind of like it.”
“I noticed,” Casey teased. “You really, really like doing new things, especially when it involves my thighs.”
