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He needs this.
He needs me.
And I need him.
After a few attempts and failing to get the wood lit, I grab a magazine from under the coffee table and it helps me get the fire started in no time. I add anything else I can find to get the flames where I want them and then lay my shirt over my jacket, my skin pricking from the cold.
The steps creak and my breaths quicken when I remember the last time I heard the sound. I was walking up those steps not long ago to find Ignacio and now he is coming down them to find me. The situations are completely different and when I turn around, his smile settles something inside me. He's right, this place can be whatever we want it to be now. It no longer has to be one of the many things taking up room in my dreams. I can put it behind me, making it background noise instead of keeping it at the front and center of my mind.
“It's just a house,” I whisper to myself.
Iggy tilts his head. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah. It's fine. Find anything?”
He lifts up a Christmas Tree Cake. “A snack.” His eyes are humorous as he tosses it toward me. I laugh, shaking my head.
“I never thought I could hate a Little Debbie’s treat so much until now.”
He pulls another from his pocket, opening it and then taking a bite off the top. “Tonight's about making new memories, isn't it?”
“Yeah.” I grab the cake from the floor, walking toward him. “You're right.” I remove the cake from the wrapper and shove the whole thing in my mouth, cake crumbs going everywhere.
He laughs and reaches for my arms, pulling me toward him, causing our chests to meet.
“I bet it tastes better coming from you than when they fed them to me for dinner.” I swallow down as much as I can in one go and he licks my lips before shoving his tongue in my mouth.
His hands fall into the back of my pants and he guides us backwards, stopping when we are in front of the fire. Our kisses become wild and off kilter. Our mouths can't stop finding each other in between us pulling off our clothing. It falls to our feet and I lift him by the hips, lowering us to the ground. He straddles my lap, his hard cock springing mine to life while it rubs against me.
My kisses travel down the side of his face, toward his chin, and scatter down his soft, long neck. I need them everywhere, all over him, until there isn't a single spot on his body my lips haven't touched. I lick along his clavicle, swiveling between his pecs while my fingers twist at his tiny nipples.
I've become a little obsessed with them. They're so cute and fit perfectly between my fingers. I love how hard they get for me and when they change from a soft pink to a light shade of purple.
He moans, rocking his hips, and I lay him on his back. “This spot is ours now. Remember my face when you think of it, and remember this.” He looks up at me with flushed cheeks and glassy eyes, his swollen lips slightly parted. The very sight of him takes my breath away. I never thought I could want a man so bad but all I see is home, peace, comfort, and mine when I look at him.
I back up, placing myself between his legs, and lick from his belly button down to his pelvic bone, teasing him with my mouth. I nip and suck at the skin around his cock, never coming in contact with it, and he wiggles beneath me, his soft moans filling the air.
“Daddy, please.”
“Not yet. We still have lots of other rooms to visit before you can come. Show me how patient you can be for me.”
“Okay,” he says breathlessly, and I stroke his inner thighs. I kiss his left hip bone before moving to the right side and then lick down each leg before lifting his knees to his chest.
Him agreeing so easily without talking back or arguing with me sends tiny shocks of electricity down my spine, awakening my senses. I can always feel so much at once when we're together. It's both overwhelming and spellbinding. “You're being so good. I love when you behave for me. Look how far you've come already.”
He tilts his head back, humming softly, and all I want to do is keep praising him.The look of serenity and relaxation on his face has me greedy. I want all those reactions to belong to me and no one else.
I continue lifting his ass in the air. “Hold your legs for me,” I demand.
He wraps his arms around his long, muscular limbs and I run a finger over his hole in circular motions before spreading his cheeks apart. His hole quivers and I press a kiss to each fleshy globe of his ass. “Mmm,” I say, my mouth salivating as I move my nose up and down his crack. I've eaten ass before so it's nothing new to me, and I actually quite enjoy it.
After taking a quick lick at his wrinkled skin, I know I'll soon grow a new hunger for him and will have a hard time staying out from between his legs. Fuck.
I swipe my tongue up and down his tight pucker and he whines, his hips moving.
“Stay still, Iggy.” I push his bottom up more, shoving my face between his cheeks, my tongue breaching his entrance. His whole body rocks and I stop, pulling away.
“What did I say? It's hard for me to eat you out properly when you're moving too much.”
