Page 58 of Fallen Stars

With a cock of his brow, one corner of his mouth kicks up. “I know how to fuck, Ollie.” His tongue darts out and licks up the center of my lips.

Tilting my head to the side, I snake my hand around the nape of his neck, comb my fingers through the strands, grab a fistful, and yank his head back. “Mmm… I don’t doubt it.” I lift off the mattress and lick my way up the column of his throat. Nip his chin with my teeth and meet his smoldering blues. “But have you ever fucked a guy?”

He releases my cock, takes both my hands in his, drags them above my head, and rocks his hips in the cradle of mine. “Pretty sure the mechanics are the same.”

“True.” I circle his hips with my legs, lace our fingers together, and flip us back over. “But not quite.”

Bracing my legs on either side of him, I release his hands and sit up. Ever so slowly, I trace his soft skin with my fingers. Over the lean muscles of his pecs, pausing momentarily to toy with his nipples. Down the almost indiscernible ridges of his abdomen. Across the contours of his hip bones.

Sucking in a sharp breath, he clutches my thighs. “Quit being a fucking tease.”

My greens flit to his blues as I fist his cock with savage force. I don’t stroke or roll my thumb over the swollen head. I simply hold him and cluck my tongue. “So impatient.”

“Ollie, please…” His plea is a whisper, a hiss and an invocation all in one.

Loosening my grip on his cock, I slowly stroke up. “Anyone can fuck, L.” I drag my hand down his length, then back up at a torturous pace. “But you’re not just anyone.” Continuing my leisurely strokes, I lower my lips to his chest and circle his nipple with my tongue. “Make no mistake”—I bite his nipple and he hisses—“I will fuck you. Hard.” Kissing my way across his chest, I pay equal attention to his other nipple. “But not until you’re ready.” I release his cock, drag my fingers down to cup his balls, and then dip a finger between his ass cheeks and massage his puckered hole. “This isn’t your car. We can’t go from zero to a hundred in seconds.”

Levi gently rolls his hips and adds pressure to my finger on his hole. I match his pressure and breech his clenched muscles. His fingers are in my hair as a hiss echoes through the room.

I kiss my way up his chest, his neck, the thin layer of scruff on his jaw until I reach his lips. “Breathe, baby.” I take his mouth in a gentle kiss. “You need to relax.”

Luminous blue eyes lock on mine as he inhales deeply. His hands in my hair drift down my back and explore. On the exhale, his whole body sighs.

“That’s it, baby,” I coo.

I drop my lips to his in a fevered kiss as I continue to tease his hole. With each circle, he adds more weight, more pressure. But as my finger dips inside, his nails claw at my skin.

Easing my finger out as I break the kiss, I rest my forehead on his. “There’s no rush.” I drop a chaste kiss to his lips. “Wait a sec.”

I roll off him and the bed and go to my duffel bag on the dresser. Riffling through the contents, I locate the small bottle of lube and box of condoms.

“Do I want to know why you brought condoms?”

I toss the bottle and box on the bed. Crawling back up Levi’s body, I pepper kisses from his hip to his lips. “Habit,” I mutter over his lips. “Promise.”

Levi clutches my jaw and pins me with a fiery gaze. “Better fucking be.”

Every ounce of humor vanishes between us as I hold his gaze. “All I’ve ever wanted is you.” I cover his hand with one of mine. “Now that you’re mine, I won’t fuck it up.”

Levi lifts off the mattress and captures my mouth with his. Tells me wordlessly that Iamhis. That heismine. That we’ve belonged to each other for much longer than either of us is willing to admit.

I frame his face with my hands and deepen the kiss. Stroke his tongue with mine and memorize his taste. Moan as his arms band around my middle, his hands drifting to the nape of my neck and globes of my ass, pinning me to him. Become fevered and wild as his finger slips between my ass cheeks and he rocks his hips beneath mine.

Blindly, I search for the lube with my hand. When I make purchase, I reluctantly break the kiss and pull back. I pop the top, coat my fingers with the slick liquid, squirt a few drops on my cock and his, snap the lid shut, and toss it aside.

As I drop to hover inches above him, Levi reaches between us, wraps his dexterous fingers around both our cocks, and strokes us together in one fluid motion. Fire surges in my veins as I slowly rock my hips in time with his touch.

Reaching down, I slip my lubed fingers beneath his balls and slick his puckered hole. Circle the tight muscles again and again, adding more pressure with each circuit. When I dip my finger inside, we gasp in unison.

“Holy fuck,” Levi hisses out.

In slow, measured thrusts, I pump my finger in and out. Go a little deeper with each stroke. Curl my finger and tease hisprostate. Grow impossibly more aroused as he rocks his hips, stroking us faster, and silently begs for more of my finger.

I ease out and add a second digit. Precum beads my cock as his lips part. As his faint whimpers fill the air. As he rolls his hips faster, harder, and fucks my fingers with abandon.

“Look at you, baby.” I lick his lips, then nip the bottom. “Fucking my fingers like a good boy.”

His breaths come faster as he strokes us franticly. Without a doubt, he’s seconds from coming.

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