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There’s nothing sexier than seeing his body take me, watching my dick disappear inside him until I’m buried to the hilt, the two of us completely connected.
“Yeah. Fuck me hard,” he begs, and I pull back before snapping my hips forward. Over and over, I pump into him hard and fast. My vision goes blurry, the hairs on my arms standing on end, thighs shaking at the way his ass squeezes my cock.
The muscles in Sully’s back tighten and flex, and he pushes back to meet me stroke for stroke. My palm itches to feel him, so I hold his hip with one hand and use the other to wrap around his thick cock, jerking him while I fuck into him.
My balls are already full, throbbing and tingling. I can’t wait to shoot but won’t let myself until I feel Sully’s ass tighten around me.
“Come for me, Sully. Let me feel you fuck a load out of my balls.”
“Christ!” he calls out, hole constricting, body tensing, hot, thick ropes of cum sliding through my fingers. It’s like he pulled the trigger and now I can shoot, my balls drawing up, emptying into the condom in spurt after spurt while I fuck myself through my orgasm.
When he falls to the bed, I go down beside him, kiss his cheek, his shoulder, watch him smile at me with droopy eyes.
“Don’t go yet,” he whispers softly.
“I won’t.” I wrap an arm around him and pull him close.
Let’s start over.
Stay with me.
Help me forget the past.
So many thoughts circle through my head…now if only I could find a way to set them free.
Chapter 21
Bishop
The room grows silent as Porter and I pant and try to calm our racing hearts. He just rocked my world like no one before him, and I can’t stop the stitch of disappointment that he likely couldn’t admit the same.
“Are you ever gonna tell me the truth?”
“’Bout what?”
“About leaving?”
“Christ, not this again.” He lifts his torso as if to get up, but I roll on top and pin him down. And just as he’s about to object, I fit my mouth against his and kiss him hard, my tongue sneaking inside his mouth until I feel his muscles soften and he gives in.
We kiss for a long time, until I reluctantly drag myself away. He looks debauched as I stare down at him, and I can’t help smirking.
“I’m not trying to upset you, Port. It’s just…this is something between us that I can’t shake.”
He rubs his eyes and murmurs, “Why do you want to know so badly?”
“I told you.” I roll to my back and stare at the ceiling. “Because it hurt something awful.”
He puffs out a jagged breath. “Even knowing that it could never last?”
“Doesn’t mean it didn’t feel real with you. No matter what we told ourselves. You were…” My first—and only—love. “Important to me.”
I hear a sharp inhale, but he doesn’t say anything. I don’t expect him to. He holds his emotions too close to the vest.
“Maybe that’s the reason?” I ask, trying to temper my voice. “It was getting too serious and it scared you off?”
When there’s no response outside of his arm muscles tightening, I wish I could take the words back. Still, I stay motionless and wait.
Finally, he shifts toward me. “After my mom died, I came to see you. Hell, I ran to see you. I wanted to talk to you, to ask you to hold me, make me forget.”
