Page 95 of That One Moment

“You don’t have to say anything. This is just one way I’m showing you that I’m all in, Caiden.”

“It’s beautiful.”

Tattooed over his heart and covered with a clear film, Jamie has my name, in black swirling font, coming out from the middleof a constellation of stars, like a burst of space dust and energy. The stars are inked in black and white, and a swirl of purple and deep blue wrap around the end of my name, like a whirlpool.

“It’s the universe. My universe - you.”

“It’s perfect,” I say. “How did you manage to get it done so quickly?”

He grins. “I found someone taking walk-ins and took it from there. I had an idea of what I wanted and the tattoo artist was incredible, she came up with this design.”

I wrap my arms around his shoulders. “You’re my universe too, you know?”

“Yeah?” His nose nuzzles the soft spot beneath my ear.

“Yeah. Maybe I should get a matching one.”

“Hmmm, I like the idea of my name on your skin.” He sucks the spot, then releases the skin with a pop. “My name on your chest, my marks on your neck.” Jamie's hand comes between us, smoothing over my rapidly growing cock. “My cum in your stomach.”

“Ugggh,” I make an unintelligible noise - something between a growl and a whimper - and heat travels from the tips of my ears and over my cheeks. “Yes, please.” I slide my leg between his and grind my cock against him.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty when you blush.” Jamie grabs my hips to halt my movements. “Before we get to that, is there anything else we need to talk about? If not, I’m taking you to bed and making love to you until the rain stops.”

Nodding, I say, “I can’t promise I won’t try to push you away when I get upset, but I promise to let you scale the walls I put up. I love you, Jamie.”

“You couldn’t put up a wall big enough to keep me out. You’re stuck with me now.”

“Promises, promises,” I joke. “Bedroom?”

Jamie spins me around and playfully pushes me down the short corridor, into our room and onto our bed.

He grabs a tube of lube then climbs over me, his heavy weight sinking me into the mattress.

“We need to be naked.” I claw at his boxers and he sits up and slides them off then helps me do the same before pulling my top over my head until we’re all hot skin against hot skin.

Jamie’s mouth finds mine, and we kiss until we’re both hard and moaning into each other’s mouths. He’s the first to pull away, rolling off of me and sitting with his back against the headboard.

“Come here,” he commands. Climbing over him, I straddle his waist and put a hand on each shoulder. “I want you to get yourself ready for me.” He holds up the lube and I give him my hand, letting him coat two fingers in the cool gel. Jamie’s hands grip my cheeks, pulling them apart for me.

His eyes are dark and he chews his bottom lip as I lean forward, bracing one hand on his chest, avoiding his tattoo, while bringing the other behind me and sliding one finger past the tight ring of muscle.

“That’s it, sunshine. You’re doing so good.”

Our eyes stay locked as I add a second finger, moving my hips and rubbing my hard cock against his stomach as I do.

“I’m ready,” I breathe, and he uses his hands on my ass to guide me onto his dick. He slides inside in one slow, torturous movement.

“Fuuuck.” He draws out the word, pulling me down until he’s fully seated. Then, his hands wrap around my back and grip my shoulders. There’s no space between us as he starts moving his hips, circling and lifting all while holding me tightly.

Our lips meet, and I close my eyes and sink into the feeling of him invading all my senses. Bolts of electricity sizzle in mylimbs, pleasure building at the base of my spine as we kiss and move together in a slow, sensual song.

“I love you,” Jamie whispers against my lips. “I want to do this all night.” He moves leisurely, a gentle glide in and out of me until we’re both sweating and shaking with the need to tip over that edge.

When I don’t think I can take it anymore, when the pleasure is burning through me and one stroke is all I’ll need, I start begging. “Touch me, please. Your hand on my dick, please, please.”

“Shhh,” he says, still holding me in a tight grip. “I’ve got you.”

Jamie releases his hold on me, then rolls us so I’m under him. He stops moving and pulls out, making my hole clench at the emptiness as a whine slips past my lips.

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