AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Then he did the same for himself, drying off at record speed, throwing the towels aside, and steering me into the bedroom.
He let go of me and wandered over to the window, closing the blinds and the curtains, shrouding us in darkness.
I sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at the nightstand.
After turning on the bedside lamp with a shaky hand, I reached into the drawer for the bottle of lube I’d stashed there. I tossed the lube on the bed just as Van moved to stand in between my legs.
His cock was leaking pre-cum, the head red and swollen. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his beautiful dick, so hard and heavy, curled up toward his stomach.
My mouth watered at the sight.
Van was perfect in my eyes—broad shoulders, firm pecs covered in dark hair, and a belly that wasn’t flat.
He was so fucking gorgeous. And all mine.
Instead of moving forward and taking his cock in my mouth, I leaned back on the bed, opened my legs, and waited for him.
I wanted his weight on me—no barrier between us.
Van kneeled on the bed and crawled up over me, covering my body with his larger one.
“Yes.”
His hairy chest met my smooth one, goosebumps popping up all over my skin, my sensitive nipples hardening.
I loved being surrounded by him.
Our gazes locked, and the intensity in his eyes had my trembling turn into shaking.
Van was finally going to be mine. This wasn’t a dream. It was so fucking real.
“Sweetheart,” Van murmured before he reached for me, mauling my mouth with a desperation that matched my own.
But he didn’t just fuck my mouth.
He made love to it, our kisses languid and so deep I didn’t know where he began and I ended.
I was too far gone to care. As long as I ended up with him, I was happy.
Sliding my thighs around his waist, I rocked my hips, and the friction of his cock against mine had us both moaning so loud I’m pretty sure everyone on this floor, and the one below, could hear us.
We could come like this, from frotting alone, but it wasn’t enough.
He slid his hands slowly up my thighs and over my hips, my chest, and finally, my neck.
“You feel—” He shook his head. “I don’t know if I have the words to describe how good this is. What have you done to me?” Van asked as he moved his hands up to cup my face, his callused thumbs sliding over my cheekbones.
God, I could probably come from his words alone.
His deep-set eyes were so dark and full of… everything.
Desire, longing, hell, yes, but more than that. A connection I’d never felt with anyone.
This was Van. I knew him, and he knew me. Just like on stage, we were in tune. Moving to a rhythm we created together.
Leaning down, he sucked on the tender skin of my neck, trailing heated kisses over my collarbone and lower.
When his tongue flicked over one of my sensitive nipples, I let out another moan. My cock jerked, and I knew that I couldn’t wait any longer.
