Page 63 of Rock Bottom

He frowned. “Your safety has to come first?”

“No, the other thing. The part where you called me love.”

His cheeks turned pink. “Did I? I honestly didn’t even realize…”

I leaned in close, my lips brushing his ear. “Say it again, kitten. Please?”

Church turned his head and captured my lips in a deep, languid kiss that stole my breath and set my body alight with need. “I know, love,” he whispered against my lips.

I smiled and cupped Church's face in my hands, pulling him down for a deep, sensual kiss. Church groaned low in his throat and wrapped his arms tighter around me, pulling me flush against his muscular body. His tongue slid along my bottom lip and I parted for him eagerly, our tongues tangling. Kissing Church was pure bliss, and he was always so eager to do it. I’d never met anyone who loved kissing as much as Church seemed to.

When we finally parted, both of us were panting. Church rested his forehead against mine, his blue eyes dark with desire. “I want you, Dante,” he whispered.

My heart thudded violently in my chest. I’d been waiting so long to hear those words. I took Church's hand and stood, pulling him up with me. I figured he’d be more comfortable in his room, so I tugged him in that direction. We made it maybe two feet before he was pulling back, but not to stop me. He kissed me again, like he couldn’t breathe without me. I certainly felt like I was drowning in him.

We stumbled together to Church's bedroom, pausing every few steps to kiss each other with more urgency, pulling at buttons and zippers. By the time we reached the bed, my shirt was hanging open and Church's belt was undone, his pants sliding low on his hips. My mouth watered at the defined vee of muscle disappearing below the waistband of his pants, and I gave him a push. Church fell back onto the mattress. I crawled on top of him, settling between his muscular thighs as he claimed my lips in another searing kiss. His fingers tangled in my hair and I moaned into his mouth, sliding my hands under his shirt. My thumbs brushed over his nipples and his back arched up into the touch.

“You're so fucking hot,” I murmured reverently, trailing kisses down his neck to his collarbone. “I want to worship every inch of you.”

Church’s hips lifted against mine, the thick outline of his trapped cock rubbing against mine. “Please,” he whimpered and fuck if it wasn’t the single sexiest thing anyone had ever said to me.

“Relax. Let me take care of you, kitten.”

I unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and pushed it off his shoulders, devouring his naked torso first with my eyes, and then my mouth. Slowly, I kissed my way down his chest to circle my tongue around a nipple before sucking it between my teeth. Church cried out and his fingers tightened their grasp on my hair, pulling it just enough to sting. Moaning, I lavished the same attention on the other before moving lower.

I trailed my tongue along the defined lines of Church's abs, relishing the salty-sweet taste of his skin and the way his muscles quivered beneath me. When I reached the waistband of his pants, I looked up at him through my lashes, smirking at the wrecked expression on his handsome face. His cheeks were flushed, eyes dark with lust, lips parted and shiny. He was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

I hummed in satisfaction and finally tugged Church's pants and underwear down, freeing his thick, uncut cock. It jutted up proudly, the swollen head peeking out from the foreskin, glistening with pre-cum. I wrapped my fingers around the base, giving a few slow pumps and relishing the velvety smooth glide as the foreskin moved with my hand. Church let out a choked moan, his hips lifting off the bed.

I took my time, kissing and licking along his inner thighs, sucking little red claiming marks into the sensitive skin as Church writhed beneath me. His breathy moans and whimpers spurring me on. When I couldn't resist any longer, I pressed a soft kiss to the base of his shaft, inhaling his scent. Church gasped and his hips twitched upward, seeking more.

“Please, Dante,” he pleaded, voice rough with need. “Don't tease me.”

“But you’re so sexy when you beg.” I smirked and leaned down to flick my tongue over the weeping slit, savoring the salty tang.

Church whimpered and fisted his hands in the sheets. Slowly, I took him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the throbbing shaft. When I had taken him as deep as I could, I hollowed my cheeks and sucked hard, making Church cry out. For the first time, I was glad we were in a cabin in the middle of nowhere because my shy little church mouse was not a quiet man in bed.

Thank fucking God.

I bobbed my head up and down Church's thick length, relishing the heavy weight on my tongue. My lips stretched around him as I swallowed him into the back of my throat. Church's hips bucked up involuntarily and he let out a choked moan, his fingers tightening in my hair.

“Fuck, Dante, your mouth…” he panted, voice wrecked. “It feels…So good...”

I hummed around him in response, and he shuddered, thighs trembling on either side of my head. Pulling off with an obscene pop, I licked a long stripe from base to tip before swirling my tongue around the swollen, weeping head. Church whimpered, back arching beautifully off the bed.

“Please, I need...” He trailed off into a gasp as I sucked just the tip into my mouth, tonguing at his slit.

“What do you need, kitten?” I asked, letting his cock slip from my lips to mouth at his heavy balls. “Tell me.”

He let out a frustrated little whine. “I need to come.”

I smirked up at Church, loving how needy and desperate he sounded. “Don't worry, kitten, I'll get you there.”

Sliding further down the bed, I pushed Church's muscular thighs up and apart, exposing his perfect pink hole. I blew a stream of cool air over the entrance and Church shivered.

Unable to resist, I leaned in and gave his hole a slow, messy lick. Church let out a choked cry, hands flying down to grip my hair. I repeated the motion, smirking at his reaction. He was so responsive. How was I ever supposed to resist? Pointing my tongue, I traced around his entrance, teasing gently before pressing inside.

Church moaned loudly, thighs clenching around my head as I tongue-fucked him. He was coming undone so beautifully beneath me. Saliva dribbled down my chin as I worked my tongue in and out, stretching and teasing and taking Church apart with pleasure.

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