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“Always,” I whisper.
“Huh?”
“Nothing.” I shake myself, wondering where that came from. “I wanted to ask if you would come to my graduation, but I figured you wouldn’t be able to. Because of your enemies.” While I’m talking, my eyes keep dipping down to his cock that’s hidden from me. It’s like a magnet—my eyes just keep going back to it.
Savage sees me looking. Like the tease he is, he dries the lower part of his body, but keeps his dick covered. Ugh, he’s frustrating. My dick is straining against my pants, eager to join Savage’s. “I’m not sure, Abel. I don’t want to risk anyone knowing you’re associated with me. It’ll keep you safe.”
Shaking myself, I look him in the eye. “I know. I get it. I just …” I wring my hands. I want to tell him, but I don’t. I don’t want to get too transparent with him because I’ll start to trust him with my heart, not just my body. Trust will lead to more and I’ll be a mess when I have to leave him. But looking into his big, beautiful blue eyes, I know I’ll tell him anything. Since we started getting closer, his eyes aren’t cold anymore. They’re warm and full of the same vulnerability I’m sure mine reflect when I’m with him. “I don’t think Cris will come. I don’t have anyone else.”
He drops his eyes, but not before I see the look he gives me. One of such sadness that I rush to say, “Oh no. I didn’t tell you so you’d feel bad. I just—”
“When is your graduation, Abel?” He sounds defeated, but with himself, not me. I wonder at it, but I answer him.
“Two months. It’s fine. I promise. I can get you a link? I think they’re going to have it on Zoom, too.”
Shaking his head and still toweling off, this time bringing the towel back to his hair, he states, “I can’t make any promises. But I’ll try.”
I hear him, but I’m not paying attention. His fun bits are showing again and my eyes will not stray this time. It’s like they’re glued there. Even when he walks towards me, I just track how his dick is bouncing with his strides. When he’s standing in front of me, I slowly drag my eyes up his body until they are locked with his. “What are you looking at?” The smirk on his face tells me he knowsexactlywhat I’m looking at. Since he stepped in the room, my eyes have found their way to his impressive length.
There’s no need to answer. Savage knows what I want. While I long to maintain eye contact with him so I can watch him come apart because of my hands, I know he doesn’t like that. So I lower my eyes and look at my other favorite part of him. Reaching out, I lightly brush a finger over the head of his cock, watching it twitch. Savage sucks in a breath and it takes everything in me not to look up at him, to see his facial expression from my soft touch.
In a husky voice I almost don’t recognize, I croak out, “Lie on the bed.” I lower my hand and look at him with a grin. “I might dirty you up again, though.”
Taking my hand, he walks backwards until the back of his knees hit the mattress and lowers himself, pulling me to sit astride him. Looping my hands around his neck, I curl my fingers in the hair at his nape. “You can dirty me up all you want, Abel. I don’t mind that at all.”
I smash our lips together, nipping his bottom lip and sucking on his tongue with abandon. He drops his hands, squeezing the flesh he comes into contact with. I squirm under his touch, wanting to feel him inside me again, but not really sure if he’s willing to do it in the light of day.
Drawing my mouth from his, I ask, “Can we … you know?” I drop my eyes and my cheeks flame. Why is it so hard to ask him to fuck me, but I don’t have a problem almost swallowing his dick whole?
Sav really is a tease. Instead of taking pity on me, he raises my head until I’m looking at him. “Can we what?” His eyes are twinkling, so he knows he’s being difficult.
I won’t play his game though. I’m a grown-ass man. I can do this. Ican. I think. “Can we fuck? Again?” My voice is high-pitched and shaky, but I say it. Thank God.
Savage takes my mouth again, rolling me until my back hits the mattress. Without taking his lips from mine, he slides us up to the middle of the bed. My legs go around him instinctively, wanting his cock sliding against mine. I wish I had the forethought to remove my pants before I came in here, but in my defense, I didn’t think I would be getting laid.
Before I know it, Savage tears his mouth from mine, rips my clothes from my body, and drops back down, kissing me with an intensity I’ve never known. Our naked bodies are hot against each other, a light sheen of sweat covering our skin.
“Fuck, Abel. I can’t …” Savage says when he pulls away, kissing down my neck to my chest. “I can’t stay in control around you.”
I moan when he takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently, then tugging the hard peak in with his teeth before moving to the other, giving it equal attention. “Fuck control,” I breathe out. Who needs it?
The chuckle he lets out rumbles through my chest, down my body, and straight to my dick. I thrust up to him and he chuckles again, then wraps his big, strong, warm hand around my cock, stroking slowly. I arch again. “Jesus, Savage. That feels—” I cut off on a moan. Words are too hard when I feel like this.
Kissing lower, Savage licks the crease of my thighs on both sides, making me writhe under him, trying to get my dick in his mouth. He kisses and licks at me, driving me crazy and making me moan like a whore. The tingles shooting through my body have me shuddering and carding my hands in Savage’s hair to keep him close to me, doing what he’s doing with his wicked mouth. I want to look down at him so badly, to see the look of desire and playfulness while he’s teasing me and making me thrash around, but my eyes don’t seem to want to open. Closing them is the easiest way to stop them from rolling in the back of my head.
With that strong hand of his, Sav stands my cock up, then covers it with his insanely hot mouth. I groan loudly, the suction around my cock the best thing I’ve ever felt. I hold still, so as not to shove into his mouth and choke him, even though that’s hard as fuck. He moves his slick mouth up and down on my shaft, the greedy sucks he’s taking making me leak down his waiting throat.
“Sav … fuck … Sav,” I repeat over and over. His wet mouth feels like heaven. I run my hands through his soft hair, loving the feel of it between my fingers. He moans when I stroke along his scalp, sending vibrations up my spine.
He bobs his head faster on me, licking around me in strong strokes. He moves his hand up and down, twisting on the upstroke and squeezing when he gets to my base. “You gotta stop, Sav. I don’t wanna come yet.”
Popping off my dick, he makes a path of sweet kisses up my chest to my neck, then claims my mouth in a greedy kiss. He still hasn’t let go of my cock, jacking it slowly, keeping me on edge. I thrust upward, wanting to feel more of what he’s doing to me. “Augh, faster, move your hand faster!”
“You want to come now?” Savage asks, kissing and licking along my ear. “I can get you off if that’s what you want.” His voice and words send shivers down my spine. Why did I ask him to stop sucking me off? Oh, yeah, so he can fuck me. But what do I want more?
“No. No, not yet.” I grunt when he pulls his hand from my dick. “Lube, condom, now,” I order, making him chuckle softly, but he reaches over and grabs the supplies. I look at him while he moves, wanting to see him as much as I can before I have to look away. I really wish I could look at him while we were turned on like this.
“Turn over,” he tells me, his hand on my hip to urge me over after he drops the condom and lube on the bed. I sigh in sadness but do what he says. Either way, I’m going to feel him inside me, so I can’t complain too much. And feeling his big body hunched over me, his cock driving into me over and over is exactly what I want right now.
