Page 16 of Forever Mine

“Dakota. Kota. Fuck. Sweetheart. Fuck. Fuck.”

I hollowed my cheeks, removed my hand, and took him deeper, sucking in long, slow strokes. It was driving him mad. Blunt fingernails dug into my hip bones, and Jay shook with theeffort of staying still. I could tell he wanted to thrust so fucking badly, but somehow resisted.

I pulled off and Jay cried out. “It’s okay, baby. I’m giving you what you asked for.”

I adjusted Jay again so he was folded in half, used my thumbs to pull him apart, and buried my face between his cheeks. Jay had showered this morning, before everything, and still tasted faintly of soap, mixed with sweat, and a uniqueness that was all Jay.

He moaned, his head thrown back, completely lost in the pleasure. My tongue pierced the rim.

“Holy shit. Dakota. You’re gonna kill me. I’m…fuck, sweetheart. Don’t make me come yet. I wanna come on your cock.”

Fuck. I wanted that too. “Just making you nice and loose and ready for me, baby. You can hold off, can’t you?”

“Ungh.” I took that as a yes.

“You taste so good, Jay. I could feast on you every fucking day.”

“Ohhh, oh.” He was beyond words, and it fucking sent me. Nothing made me feel higher than taking Jay apart like this. It was so hard to get him to relax and let someone take over, and seeing him willingly give in to whatever I was doing made me feel like the happiest person on earth. It was easy to forget everything else when I was turning Jay into a puddle on my mattress.

But my own dick was painfully hard, and I couldn’t tease him forever. I reluctantly pulled away, just long enough to grab the lube and pour some on my fingers. Jay didn’t even have a second to mourn the loss of my tongue before I plunged two fingers inside him.

“Jesus fuck.” I grinned as I gently fucked them in and out, scissoring them.

“What’s the matter, Jay?”

He glared at me. I was pretty sure he was about to curse me when I curled my fingers, hitting that spot, and all he could do was scream. I added a third finger.

“Dakota. That’s…enough,” Jay panted, “I’m…I’m good. Wanna feel you. Wanna feel the burn.”

Fucking A. I didn’t ask him if he was sure this time. I could see it on his face. I removed my fingers.

Jay immediately protested the loss, but I didn’t take long. I poured some lube on my dick and stroked the length a few times, coating it. Then I knelt between his legs, lined myself up, and pushed in.

Jay hissed and squeezed his eyes shut. He always did that at first, as if he was trying to block out the barrage of memories. It scared the crap out of me the first time I tried topping. I pulled out and was reluctant to do it again. Jay and I had a long talk after that, one of those rare times where he was vulnerable, and he explained to me how he wanted this and how it was replacing bad memories. Sometimes it just took his brain a second to catch up. I was so in awe with his honesty I agreed to try again. Now, I learned to push past my own hurt to get him to where he needed to be.

“Jay, look at me, love.”

His eyes flew open, and like always, my heart broke at the haunted expression, before it cleared.

“Dakota?”

“Yes, baby. It’s me. I’m filling you up so good. No, don’t look away. Watch me while I claim you, Jay, while I make you mine.”

CHAPTER 7

JAY

“Watchme while I claim you, Jay, while I make you mine.”

A needy sound I didn’t think I was capable of escaped me. Did this man realize what he was fucking doing to me? For the first time since this started, I touched myself. I gripped my dick tightly and squeezed, afraid I was gonna shoot before Dakota finished.

I somehow managed to keep eye contact with Dakota, his eyes burning a hole right through me. I was breathless once he was finally seated.

He leaned down and kissed me. Whenever people talked about kisses being emotional, I thought it was just some bullshit from the cheesy romances my ma used to read when she was sober enough. Sure, kisses were intimate, but you couldn’t feel people’s emotions through it. That was a crock of shit.

Except, I realized how wrong I was, when Kota kissed me. I felt every fucking thing. It was like we were one person, one soul. I woulda laughed in the face of anyone who told me that, but it was true.

Kota pulled away enough for both of us to get a quick breath. He thrusted from about half way out and his lips touched mine as he filled me completely.

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