Page 89 of Cherry on Top

“Oh, Honey Bunny, it’s a guarantee.”

He made good on it too. The shower took longer than it probably should have, because they couldn’t stop kissing and every time they managed to wash something, one or both of them got distracted by the feel of their hands on the other.

By the time they were done, toweling off, Enzo’s heart was beating irregularly, his cock as hard as it had ever been in his life, and he had zero compunction about walking Will right over to the bed and pushing him onto it.

“Now,” he said breathlessly, “you’re gonna finger me open and then I’m gonna ride this.” He reached and trailed his fingertips down Will’s hard length, making him groan in the back of his throat. “You want that?”

“I’m dying for it,” Will said, and his gaze—flayed open and honest, full of unmistakable desire—made it clear that he meant it.

“Good,” Enzo said and dropped his towel. “I’m on PrEP. So no need for a condom.”

Will nodded. “Me too. Come ’ere, then,” Will said in a low voice. He reached for the drawer next to the bed and pulled out lube, wetting two of those big, calloused fingers. Those hands were capable of everything: taking care of business and scooping up the most delicious ice cream, and also capable of making his man scream.

Enzo keened when he slid those fingers against him, swirling around the sensitive edges of his hole.

But as desperate as Will’s face had proved he was, he took his time. Being careful, considerate. Shallowing thrusting only one finger in for a freaking eternity, making Enzo squirm on his lap and beg him to get on with it.

“I’m gonna fuck you when I’m good and ready,” Will said firmly. “When you’re good and ready.”

“I’m ready right now,” Enzo whined as another finger finally slid along the first. He tried to thrust them, but when he did, Will just shook his head and held them inside him. Not moving. Not letting him move.

“I’m only gonna get to do this for the first time once,” Will said, “and this has been a pretty magical night, so . . .I’m gonna make it as good as I can.”

“It’s pretty amazing right now,” Enzo huffed.

“Only pretty amazing huh?”

Will twisted his fingers and crooked them and Enzo nearly screamed as the pleasure soared through him. “Oh yeah, there, there, there.” Then Will began to thrust them in earnest, Enzo’s fingernails digging into his shoulders, trying to muffle his wails into his neck.

Mostly unsuccessfully.

Joy was going to hate them, forever. But maybe if she came and knocked on his door a third time, that would finally be the thing that convinced Will to move into his place.

“You want a third?” Will asked and Enzo was about to say no, no way, I want your cock, now, when he gave it to him anyway, Enzo’s body stretching around it in an easy slide.

Will’s other hand, latched around his thigh, slid around his waist and toyed with Enzo’s cock. Enzo groaned. “You could come just like this, couldn’t you?” he asked in wonder.

He began to thrust more urgently. Enzo bit his lip, hard. He didn’t know if it was Will’s astonished awe or the look in his eyes or the fingers moving inside him so goddamn perfectly, but suddenly, he was right on the edge.

“Yeah,” Enzo said. “And I don’t wanna. So come on. Lie back. Let me make you feel good.”

Will gave a few last lazy thrusts and then finally removed his hand, slicking up his cock with the remaining lube on them.

“Come on, then,” he said, a desperate twinkle in his eyes. “It’s all yours.”

Even with taking his time, Will’s cock was still big, an inescapable intrusion as he began to sink down onto it.

Enzo hung onto his shoulders and onto the way Will’s mouth dropped open in astonished surprise, his eyes fluttering shut with the pleasure of it.

Then he was bottoming out, his thighs hitting Will’s, and he took a second to get used to it, to let that little bit of pain melt away until all he felt was pure bliss as he rose up and sank down again.

“Fuck you feel . . .” Will trailed off, his hands clamped onto Enzo’s skin, one on his ass, one on his waist.

Enzo agreed. But didn’t think he could trust any words that were about to come babbling out of his mouth, his brain-to-mouth filter completely fucking destroyed by how good it felt, and so he kissed him.

Poured everything he felt into the kiss, letting his lips say it all for him as he continued to bounce up and down on Will’s lap, Will starting to thrust upwards.

Enzo groaned into the kiss as his cock brushed Will’s abs, and he angled his body just enough to do it on every thrust, until he was pretty sure he was going to fly apart, just from that little bit of friction, and how Will’s cock was hitting every single glorious spot inside him, like it had been made for him, to make him feel this good.

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