I chuckled. “As much as I want to fuck you into tomorrow, I won’t take advantage of you.”
He jolted his head back. “How are you taking advantage of me? I’m not drunk, I loved what we did on the couch, and I’m in my bed with you, both of us only in boxers. I’m well aware of what’s happening here.”
I cupped Matt’s face, pulled him to me, and gently kissed his lips. “What you’re going through, it’s traumatic.”
He sighed but fortunately didn’t move. “I’m not sure traumatic is the right word. Annoying, frustrating, a bit unnerving, those are words I’d use to describe what’s going on. I’m not in a pit of trauma because of it, though.”
I wouldn’t invalidate what Matt was telling me, so I jumped to another question. “Do you have condoms?”
Matt opened his mouth, then closed it. “Actually, no. You?”
I shook my head. “I wasn’t expecting any of this tonight.”
He seemed to deflate, sad that this night wouldn’t be going in the direction he’d wanted. I didn’t like seeing him upset, so I slid my finger over his chest.
“There are other things we can do.”
He pushed away slightly, allowing my finger to travel south. “Like?”
At the waistband of his boxers, I dipped inside. He was so hard. “Like I can suck you.”
“Only if I can suck you too.”
Rubbing his cock, I grinned at his moan. “We can do it together.” I slid his boxers down with one hand, keeping my other on his cock.
“Yes,” he breathed out when I squeezed him tighter.
“Get on top and give me that beautiful dick.” I tossed my own boxers off.
Matt scrambled so fast, for a brief moment he was tangled in the sheets. I laughed as he cursed the fabric, but in no time at all, we were in the perfect position. His cock was right where I wanted it, and the second Matt licked my crown, I swore I died and went to heaven.
I pulled Matt down by his ass until his tip touched my lips, and then I opened and swallowed him whole. I laughed when he faltered in his sucking.
Sixty-nine was a great position—only problem with it was that the moment you were close to coming, concentrating was difficult. I could feel my orgasm fluttering through, my balls tightening. He was a fucking god at blowjobs.
I needed him to come with me. Strange, because who cared who went first? But something about this had to be us, together.
I doubled my efforts while trying to hold back my orgasm—I was seconds away from coming. I separated his ass cheeks and tapped on his hole as I sucked him to the root.
“Fuck!” Matt shouted and he was coming in my mouth; it was all exactly what I craved.
My orgasm rushed through me and Matt covered my dick, taking every drop of me.
Matt slid to the right, his dick slipping out of my mouth. He kept his head resting on my thigh as we tried to catch our breaths.
“Wow,” he said, and I laughed.
“We’re good at this.”
He chuckled and met my gaze. “Wait until your cock is inside me.”
Said dick gave a twitch, and Matt snickered. “Down, boy.”
“Get up here.”
He crawled up, and as soon as his face was in front of me I kissed him, licking into his mouth, tasting each other and moaning. It had been a night of surprises with Matt, and all I knew as he settled beside me and fell asleep was that I hoped it was just the beginning.
We wereawoken by knocking and Matt’s cell phone announcing someone was at his door. He grabbed it and clicked the app.