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His lips move softly, in this intimate way that I never kiss or touch anyone else. My hands drift to his chest, sliding up the surface of his cotton t-shirt slowly. I’m terrified to touch him, but I’m even more terrified to try and stop myself.
“Never let me go, Z,” he murmurs against my lips as he slips his body on top of mine, exhaling heavily as his hands roam everywhere. Touching me without hesitation. Crossing every line and boundary we ever set.
“Never,” I pant, as he slips his hands beneath my shirt, dragging his fingertips across my abs and chest, pushing my shirt up below my chin. Our lips part and when he pushes my shirt over my head, I let him.
Cole props himself up on one arm and stares down at me with his intense hazel eyes. Those gold flecks that scatter throughout his irises are so bright this morning, they are nearly blinding. My hand trembles as I slide it beneath Cole’s shirt, tracing the peaks and valleys of his torso.
Licking my lips, I plead with him, “Can I?”
He sucks in a breath and his eyes flutter before he gives me a nod. I grip the hem of his t-shirt, sliding it up over his head, pulling it from his arms, and tossing it to the floor. All that’s left between us is two layers of sweatpants, and both of us are growing hard as he leans back down, kissing me slowly. Our tongues tangle, and I nibble on his bottom lip, savoring the way that he tastes.
As Cole’s tongue massages mine, our hips grind together, and a whimper falls free from my lips. Cole is my redemption and his lips taste like salvation, as they chase away my demons, finally setting me free.
I let him take the lead, showing me what he wants, determined not to take more than he wants to give me. But when his hands roam down to my waist, tugging at my pants, it’s absolutely evident that what he wants is me. Lifting my hips, I allow him to slide my sweatpants and boxer briefs down around my knees and I work to shimmy them completely off.
As he consumes every wrong I’ve made in this life with his mouth and tongue, I drop my hands to his hips, slipping my thumbs between his waistband and his skin. Even as I lose myself to this all consuming need, I’m careful not to touch his healing wounds. I’m fully prepared for him to stop me, but he doesn’t. So I grip and slowly tug his pants down, removing the last scraps of fabric between us.
Cole’s cock is thick, and smooth, and when our erections rub together, the cool metal of the barbell at the tip of his head grazes my sensitive flesh, sending chills down my spine.
With one hand on the mattress, he drags his other hand up my side slowly. Walking his fingertips across my chest, up the column of my neck, he moves up until he’s cupping my cheek. My hips move faster as I get lost in him, lost in the way his body feels against mine.
Cole breaks the kiss, and as we part for air, he drops his lips down to my neck, grinding his hips forward as his warm breath scatters across my flesh. Humming against my skin, he kisses my pulse, and I utterly fall apart.
“Cole, please,” the request drips from my lips, but I’m not even sure what I’m asking for. All I know is I have this desperate need to feel him everywhere, and the feeling is so foreign to me. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
“Z,” he mumbles, grazing his lips along the crook of my neck. “I need you. All of you. Please.”
I know what he’s asking, and I don’t even hesitate. Not for a single second. I reach over to the nightstand, fumbling with the drawer and retrieve the small bottle of lube.
“Take whatever you need from me Cole. Anything.”
Cole brings his knees between my legs, nudging them apart as he leans back, sitting on his heels. His eyes are full of emotion, and they never leave mine as he takes the bottle from my hand and squirts the lube onto his fingers. I suck in a breath as he slips his index finger between my cheeks and presses against my hole.
“Is this ok?” he asks, and I bite down on my lip, nodding as he invades me slowly.
“Mmmm,” I moan.
This isn’t my normal dynamic. I’ve never bottomed for anyone, but as Cole gives me pieces of his unhealed self, I’m filled with this intense need to give him any piece of me that he desires. Anything that shows him the words that I’m terrified to say.
As he slips a second finger past the tight ring of muscle, he slowly pumps them in and out of me, moving in scissoring motions. I feel myself stretching just slightly and my cock leaks on my abs as he grazes a spot inside of me that makes me see stars.
When he withdraws his fingers from me, he pours more lube from the bottle into the palm of his hand, and I watch earnestly as he strokes himself. Coating his cock with lube before leaning forward, hovering over me.
“Are you sure?” he asks, biting his lip nervously.
“Yes,” I hiss as I grip the back of his head, pulling his mouth down to mine, slipping my tongue between his lips as he nudges my thighs back, lining himself up with my tight hole.
Pushing his engorged head into me slowly, it burns slightly as I stretch around him. But he takes it slow, kissing me as he enters me, and it doesn’t take long before that slight sting turns into intense pleasure. Once he’s fully seated inside of me, there’s no going back. I’m hooked. One hit was all it took, and I’m addicted to the way his piercing drags against the spot deep inside of me when he begins to pump in and out. My fucking toes curl, and he steals the very breath from my lungs. We’re no longer simply crossing lines, we’re absolutely obliterating them.
Propping himself up with one arm, he slides his opposite hand to my thigh, digging his fingers into my muscle, gripping me hard. He speeds up slightly, and my cock jumps between us, dripping pre-cum everywhere as our bodies move together, slick with sweat.
“Mmmph, Cole,” I moan into his open mouth as we both pant for air.
I lace my fingers through the strands of his hair and he groans as he drops his head back into the crook of my neck.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” Cole murmurs against my skin. “So beautiful it hurts.”
Beautiful.
