But this was the end game.
Me buried inside his tight ass while he wailed for me to give him what he needed. Yeah, it was exactly what we both wanted.
I’d never wanted to speak as badly as I did now. If I had my voice, I’d tell him all the dirty thoughts running through my mind.
Look how gorgeous that cock is.
You’re so hard for me.
You love how your husband fucks you.
So greedy for my cum, aren’t you?
I love this ass. I want to live in it.
Since I couldn't say any of those things, I had to work ten times harder to show how much this all meant to me. I hadto make him feel good. To make his pleasure the focus of this experience.
As I stroked his cock, he twitched and grunted beneath me. I kept a steady pace with my hips, not too slow or too fast. My hand alternated the movement, giving him the feeling of being stuffed full and then fucking into something tight himself.
I’d never experienced the sensation, but I imagined it had to be ecstasy.
“Close,” he said between heavy breaths. “I’m so close. Oh, please. Takeshi… Make me… Need you… Feels so good.”
His orgasm came the next second, bursting from him and making a mess of us both. I watched, eyes transfixed, even as I fought my own release. With his body pulsing around mine, it was a losing battle.
I dropped my forehead to his as my dick twitched inside him, my release filling him up. It was gloriously messy this way, taking him bare. I reveled in knowing he’d have a part of me this way. I’d never done this with anyone else, and I never would.
My hope was that by the end of this arrangement, Archie would want to stay with me. I dreamed of us being together in the long run.
I’d seen what it was like to fall fast. The guys at the office had done it. First Cohen and Godric, though they tried to play the friend roles first. When they let go though, it was a roller coaster straight into forever.
Ronan was next, his infatuation with Damari instant the second he saw him. Memphis too, because Sinclair took up all his attention after that cup of coffee he went to hunt down. Orion and I were the only two left if you kept Tank out of it.
And knowing what I did, he was already spoken for. It was only a matter of time until we all found out.
With Archie, I understood how everyone around me could claim to feel different all of a sudden. It was like one minute Iwas trudging along in life, and the next I felt like I could truly breathe for the first time.
“You were amazing.”
I wanted to tell him that he was amazing too.
I wanted to encourage him with my words. Prove to him that this wasn't one-sided.
But that wasn't possible.
So I did what I could. I nudged my nose against him, soft and slow, letting him feel the way my heart kicked up a notch when he was close.
He smiled brightly at me, the affection clear in his gaze.
I wanted to roll around in it. To feel it every second of every day. I could spend forever in this bed with him, and I would never be bored.
Sadly, life couldn’t work out that way. We had other things to do, other things to discuss.
It was with great reluctance that I climbed off him and rolled to the side. He followed my movement, turning to face me. I'm not sure if he realized I wanted to speak to him or if he was just being kind by grabbing the tablet on the bedside table.
Either way, he handed the device over. I opened u the notes app we'd been using earlier and typed out.
So we're doing this?