Page 16 of Off Limits

“Take your pants off, baby,” I begged; I would have happily done so myself, but I didn't want to get syrup all over his jeans…though I did have somewhere in mind to put it.

“Damn, I love hearing you call me that.”

I flashed him a devilish grin, which turned into a jaw drop when his pants hit the floor. Richmond’s cock was both longer and thicker than mine. His dark pink tip was cut, and salt and pepper curls framed his base and coated his heavy balls.

“Fucking perfect,” I whispered as I slid off of the table and onto my knees on the floor in front of his chair.

I looked up and winked at him before rubbing my hand over his shaft, smearing syrup over his skin. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as I dropped my head. He let out a long moan as I licked him from root to tip, collecting the sweet liquid on my tongue.

“Fuck, Gavin…”

Hearing my name on his lips drove me crazy. I closed my mouth around his crown and deepthroated every inch of his length until my eyes watered.

My lips pressed against his curls as I swallowed around him, drawing out more groans which I happily consumed. Pre-cum rolled onto my tongue, the salty liquid mixing deliciously with the syrup on my taste buds.

As much as I wanted to taste all he had to give me, I also wanted to watch as he exploded. So, I pulled off with a pop and wrapped both of my palms around his shaft, covering all of his skin, except his tip.

I stroked him hard and fast, taking in the hottest sight I could imagine; his pink flesh peeking in and out of my fists; clear liquid bubbling out of him and painting my fingers; his soft thighs jiggling slightly every time I stroked him. It was all accompanied by the sexiest sound; Richmond chanting my name.

“Gavin, I'm coming!”

I winked again before stretching my jaw wide and sticking out my tongue in invitation. He mumbled a string of swear words as his dick jerked in my hands. Drops of warm, white cum rained down over my tongue, chin, and chest.

Richmond ran a shaky hand over his face, and I counted my breaths to calm them.

“That was…” I searched my blissed out mind, but couldn't find a word potent enough to describe the experience.

“Incredible,” Richmond insisted, and my heart fluttered at how wonderfully different this was from our last encounter.

“Incredible,” I agreed, and he beamed at me before it quickly vanished. Fuck.

“Are you sure I'm not moving too fast?” he asked in concern, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “I haven't even taken you on a proper date yet.”

“Excuse you, we've had four dates now.” He raised his eyebrows and I explained, “I cooked for you, you cooked for me, we went to the party, and this morning we got naked on top of our pancakes.” Technically, he was only naked from the waist down, but it was still hot as hell.

His belly shook with a deep laugh. “I stand corrected. And I don't feel nearly as slutty since we've had four dates.” I snorted at his silly joke. “But I'd love to take you on another one today.”

As far as I was concerned, we had an entire lifetime of dates ahead of us. But as for today, I was still slightly hung over and tired, and Richmond looked like he didn't get much sleep either. “I would love to spend the day with you. How does watching a movie marathon while snuggling on the couch sound?”

“Like my day couldn't possibly get any better.”

“Really? What if I suggested a shower together to get all of this cum and syrup off of me?”

“I stand corrected again.”

I laughed as Richmond pulled me to my feet and towards the bathroom.

Chapter Seven

Richmond

I kissed the top of Gavin’s head, which rested on my shoulder. We'd spent the afternoon and evening snuggling on the couch, eating snacks and watching movies.

It definitely helped soothe one of my fears, which was that I wouldn't be able to keep up with Gavin, since he was so much younger than I. I worried my slower-paced lifestyle would be boring for him. But I should've known better; he and Wade always enjoyed easy activities like movies and video games.

I learned that Gavin still enjoyed horror movies, the bloodier the better. They weren't necessarily my favorite, but I didn't mind watching them as long as I got to hold him in my arms. Focusing on his beautiful body made me much less squeamish. It also helped that after every horror movie, Gavin played a comedy, which were my favorites. They took my mind off the intense horror storylines, and I loved listening to his laugh. It was joyous and contagious, and I couldn't help but join in when I heard it. Every relationship was equal parts give and take, and that flowed easily between us.

Being with him was easy. I knew him, his likes and dislikes, and his humor, and he knew mine. I'd always enjoyed hanging out with Gavin, but now I saw him in a different light. I was grateful he didn't visit during his time in college; not because I didn't want to see him, but because it put a gap between younger Gavin and adult Gavin. It allowed me to let go of my old ideals, and see him for the man he was now.

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