Page 50 of It Starts With Summer

As our bodies collided, the room filled with the sounds of our love—our ragged breathing, moans, and whispered endearments.In that moment, I felt more connected to Parker than I ever had before, and I knew there was no turning back from this newfound intimacy.I would crave this with him for the rest of my goddamn life.

“Ravi… I’m getting close.”Parker arched up, his body pressing against mine as he captured my lips in another passionate kiss.I could feel the heat radiating from him, as if we were both on fire.The way our bodies moved together was exhilarating.

Between kisses, Parker pleaded for me to go harder and faster, and I found myself unable to deny him anything.

I gripped his hips tightly for leverage, using every ounce of strength and skill from my wushu training to drive into him faster and harder.It felt like we were one being, perfectly in sync, and I lost myself in the sensations we created together.

“Your cock is so perfect… just what I need,” Parker moaned, his voice filled with a desperate sort of hunger that sent shivers down my spine.“So big and hard… don’t stop.”

“Never,” I promised, my mind racing with all the ways I wanted to make love to him, to show him how much I cared.But there was something else lurking beneath the surface—an unexpected emotion that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

“Ravi, please… I’m so close,” Parker whispered, his eyes pleading with me even as our bodies continued their frantic dance.

Something inside me snapped at his words, and I knew I had to bring him over the edge with me.I reached for his cock, now slick with pre-cum, and stroked him in time with my thrusts.Each stroke seemed to elicit a new cry of pleasure from Parker, and I reveled in the knowledge that I was the one giving him this intense experience.

“Ravi… Ravi, I love you!”Parker cried out as his body tensed beneath me.His cock pulsed in my hand, hot cum spilling across his stomach and mingling with the sweat that coated our skin.

The feeling of Parker’s inner muscles fluttering around me was too much to bear.With a final, desperate groan, I buried my face against his neck, tasting the saltiness of his skin as I let go, filling him with my own release.

As our bodies slowly stilled and our breathing gradually returned to normal, he wrapped himself tightly around me.And when I lifted my head, there were tears in his eyes.

“Was I too rough?”I shifted onto my elbows, still buried inside him, and reached up and brushed one away with my thumb.

He shook his head, blinking hard.“It was so perfect, baby.And I am so completely yours that it’s a little terrifying.”

I frowned.“Doesn’t sound terrifying at all.I want to be yours.”

“Fuck off.Some of us are emotionally damaged,” he said, but his eyes were warm, and he was laughing joyfully.He kissed me roughly before pulling back and whispering, “I love you.Thank you for giving me this.”

“You were the one giving.I was the one using your sexy little hole.”I tilted my head.“Does it really feel that good?”

“I’ll fuck you any time you want to find out,” he murmured.“But to be clear, you’re my top now, and I’m mostly your bottom.It’s too late to turn back.I’m addicted to everything you just did to me.”

“Good.”I kissed him lightly, unable to contain my wicked smile.

twenty-three

Parker

Iwantedtowakeup beside Ravi every day.He was so gorgeous in bed next to me, his tawny skin glowing in the warm light filtering in through the hotel room’s curtains, his dark hair glossy and a little messy.His face was softer in sleep, and his lips were so damn tempting.

Pressing myself closer to him, I groaned as I felt a brief twinge of pain from sex the night before.

“You okay?”he asked.His eyes remained closed, but his arm tightened around my waist, then dropped to cup my ass.He always knew exactly how to touch me, and this time, he was gentle, but firm.

“A little sore,” I squirmed against his hand, my cock growing hard as I thought about what we’d done the night before.“But it’s a good sore.All day, I’ll be thinking about your cock inside me.”

“Me too,” he said, his eyes fluttering open, then darting over to scan my face.“Too sore for more?”

I smirked at him, lifting onto my elbows and staring down at him.“Addicted already?”

“Did you know I don’t normally enjoy cuddling?”He wrapped his arms tighter around me, pulling me closer.“But you make my cock hard, and then I forget about not enjoying cuddling.Everything with you is different, amazing.It’s no surprise that I’m addicted to being inside you.”

“Noted.Hard cock means I get cuddling."I nuzzled into his neck as my hand wandered down between his legs to stroke him.“I’m addicted to touching you, to how hard you get for me.I love knowing that you want to put that inside me and use my body until you’re satisfied.”

Ravi’s cheeks flushed, and he leaned over to kiss me softly, his lips lingering against mine.Before we could get carried away, the phone on the nightstand rang.With a groan, he rolled away from me and reached for the phone, giving me a view of his pert, muscled ass.I leaned down and bit it, because who wouldn’t?Ravi yelped and swatted me away, but I kept kissing the firm, round flesh, because I could.

Ravi cleared his throat, his voice deep and a little scratchy.“Hello?”He waited for a moment, listening, and I kissed his inner thighs, nuzzling against his balls.He spread his legs wider, giving me more access.

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