Page 35 of Sunflower

Scrabbling at his thighs, I whined at the abrupt loss of him, the connection between us broken so suddenly.

“Too close,” he muttered. “Way, way too close.”

I coughed, wiping the back of my hand against my chin to clean up the copious amount of spit and precum that was spread there. “Isn’t that the point?” I asked, my voice ragged after the harsh workout he’d given my throat.

He groaned, cupping my cheek and wiping his thumb to clear the last of my tears. “As much as I enjoyed that, I would much rather come in your ass tonight.” I inhaled so quickly I coughed again, and his heated look turned apologetic and somewhat worried as he sat up. “I mean, only if that’s something you want, too.”

“Oh, fuck yes,” I said as soon as I could. I rolled off him and onto my back, toying with the top of my sweats. “Do you want to finish unwrapping me? Or should I?”

The worry on his face disappeared instantly, and his lust haze returned with a vengeance. “I want to.” He lightly straddled my thighs and ever so slowly dragged my pants down, letting me wiggle from side to side with every shift he made, allowing him to inch the material off. “Oh God, how I want to.”

Callum wasn’t as patient as I’d been, not pausing at all when my cock emerged from my pants. Rather, he ripped my pants offas soon as the waistband cleared my balls. There was a brief fight with one of my ankles getting caught up in the material, but he soon had me free and clear and as naked as I could be.

“My turn,” he said, smirking at me even while his attention was solely on my twitching cock. With more gentleness than I was expecting, he moved my knees up and apart until I was spread wide before him. He leaned down, letting each of my legs rest on his shoulders until he was comfortably eye to eye with my ass. He paused, then looked up at me. “Can you pass me a pillow?”

I scrambled for a pillow from beside me and tossed it down to him.

He sat up, lifting me by my knees, and shoved the pillow under my ass. “Better.” He settled back to where he was, then spread my ass-cheeks with his thumbs and gave my hole a firm lick before he looked up at me again with a wide grin on his face. “Much better.”

I groaned as I felt his tongue licking at my hole, circling the rim until it was soft enough for him to dip the tip in. I couldn’t stop myself from squirming under him, even though he had me locked into place, his thumbs digging into my ass hard enough that I was sure I’d have bruises tomorrow.

A chorus of grunts and slurps from him and mewls from me filled the room. I gripped the bedsheets in both fists tightly enough to ground me against the torment he was inflicting on me, knowing that the moment I wrapped my fingers around my cock, I’d blow. With every minute that passed, the more desperate I was for him to fuck me. “Callum… Please…”

His eyes opened and gazed up at me before he pulled away. I whined loudly when I realized he was releasing my legs, but he quieted me by letting one hand rest on me while he made his way to the bedside table. “Shh,mo lus na gréine. I’m not going anywhere. I’m just getting supplies.”

As soon as he’d grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom, he was back between my legs and tearing into the condom wrapper. He sheathed his cock, then poured lube into his waiting palm. He let the lube warm up a little in his palm before he dipped a finger into the waiting liquid and gently pressed against my rim.

Slowly, ever so slowly, he prepped me while he smothered me with kisses. One finger became two, then three. After brushing against my prostate on the first pass, which had been enough to make me yelp, he was studiously avoiding it as much as he could while he stretched me.

By the time he’d squeezed a third finger into me, I was climbing the walls with need. “I swear to God, Callum, if you don’t fuck me right this second, I’ll never talk to you again.”

He laughed, enough to make me feel the ripples of his amusement reverberate through me. “Yeah, okay.” He pulled back from me enough that he could see to coating the condom with the remaining lube, then he shuffled forward until I could feel the tip of his cock press against my ass, notched against my hole. “Bear down for me,mo lus na gréine.”

I did as he requested, gasping when I felt him guide his cockhead in. He felthuge.

He pushed gradually forward until he breached that first ring of muscle, and we both groaned at the sensation of him filling me. Now that he’d made sure he was firmly in me, he shifted until he could brace both hands next to my shoulders and hover over me. He held steady, waiting for me to give the go ahead for him to push into me more.

Gripping his waist tight, I took a couple of deep breaths to center myself and relax before I nodded, my eyes never leaving his.

He thrust slowly forward as I bore down, rejoicing in the feeling of fullness I was experiencing. There was very little painbecause of the amount of prep he’d done, and sooner than I thought possible, I felt him bottom out.

I lifted my hands from his waist and cupped his jaw, drawing him down to me so I could kiss him. I saw his eyes glisten before they shut tight, his arms threading under my shoulders to hold me close as his mouth slanted against mine, our tongues dancing together. Moaning softly, he withdrew then pushed gently back in, the feeling enough to overwhelm us into breaking our kiss and staring at each other in wonder.

With every new thrust, we breathed in each other’s gasps, until we were nothing but smooth movement and emotion.

It was when I realized we were making love and not fucking like wild animals the way I’d expected that a wave of passion bigger than I’d ever felt before overwhelmed me enough that I felt my eyes tear up with happiness. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, my hands clawing at his ass to pull him in as close as he could possibly get until I was sure nothing could separate us.

This was where I wanted to stay. Him inside me, connected to me in the most intimate way possible, where nothing else existed outside the two of us.

With his face buried against my neck and my engorged cockhead rubbing against his abdomen, my climax flared quicker than I’d thought possible. One moment I was absorbing the sensations of him moving inside me, the next my body was tightening so much that it was impossible to stop the runaway freight train of my orgasm barrelling towards the finish line.

I let out a monstrous cry, and my cock jumped completely unaided, releasing stream after stream of cum between us.

I felt Callum’s movements stutter, and he thrust in twice more before plunging as deep as he could and holding there. Groaning, his cock kicked inside me, signaling his own release,and I found myself wishing that there was no barrier between us so I could feel his cum coat me from the inside.

He collapsed on top of me, his weight a welcome comfort as we both came down from our high. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed the side of his head, nuzzling him through the tremors that were still rocking his body.

Once we’d both settled, he gently withdrew his softening cock. I lay there with a massive smile on my face as he went to get rid of the condom. He returned with a damp towel and wiped me down before he tossed it to the side then climbed back into bed with me. He rolled me onto my side so he could be the big spoon to my little, and I was so happily sated that I didn’t even realize I was falling asleep until the sound of his alarm woke me up the next morning.

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