Page 77 of Crossing Lines

“Yeah, that’s what I want.” I crawled over him, between his legs, and hovered on a straight arm, then gave his weeping cock a few more tugs.

His eyelids fluttered shut and his mouth dropped open. “Oh, God, feels so fucking good.”

“Yeah?” Maybe I’d play with him a little more. After waiting all this time, we deserved to draw this out. I dropped down and sucked a nipple into my mouth, then bit it softly while pinching the other.

He writhed under me and hissed, his fingers digging into my shoulders. “Jesus, fuck.”

Fluttering his tongue over his nipple, I swiped my thumb over the tip of his dick, spreading a bead of precum. He was so turned on. I loved seeing him this way. My own dick jerked, and my balls ached. I licked my way down his washboard abs to his groin and bit at the sensitive flesh around his cock. It twitched against my cheek.

“Jonah, take me in your mouth, please.” He arched his head back and wetted his lips, his breath coming in deep draws.

Cupping his cock with my hand, I nuzzled and lapped at his shaft, only giving him a fraction of what he wanted. I lowered my hips to the bed and rutted against the mattress, the pressureand friction releasing some of the tension wound tightly in my balls.

His thighs quivered and he slapped his hands to the back of my head. “Please, Jonah. No more teasing. Need you.” He rocked his hips as if fucking the air, his dick pulsing over his stomach, a string of precum threading from his slit.

Squeezing his shaft, I sucked a ball inside my mouth and swiped my tongue over it.

He shuddered and groaned. Arching his back off the bed, he rasped, “Oh, God, fuck.”

I had to do the other… With a soft smirk, I licked over his other ball and stroked him.

“Jonah? Jonah, shit, you’re killing me.” Lifting his head, he peeked down at me, his eyelids hooded over darkened eyes, his lips red and swollen.

“Good.” I fluttered my tongue over the tip of his dick, the salty taste of his precum flooding my mouth. God, he tasted like heaven. All at once, I fisted the base of his cock and devoured him to the back of my throat.

“Oh fuck!” He threw his head back and bucked his hips, his toes curling into his duvet.

I pumped him for a minute or so, his cock leaking over my tongue, ragged whimpers escaping him, then left him with a wet pop. It was my turn, and he was strung so tight I couldn’t wait to unwind him.

After grabbing the lube from his nightstand drawer, I slicked my fingers and hovered over him, propped on my elbow. As I slipped a finger inside him, I gazed deeply into his eyes, his pupils blown wide.

His lips parted and his brows tensed as his hole clenched around my finger. “More. Deeper.” He swallowed thickly.

“You’re so demanding tonight.” I placed a hard kiss on his lips. “I love it.” I nuzzled his cheek. “Love you.” I added a second finger, then rubbed over his prostate.

“Fuck yeah. Love you so much.” He squirmed under me,gasping. “Put it in, Jonah. Just do it.” He lifted his knees into his armpits, the head of his cock pooling precum across his stomach. “I’m ready.”

“You sure?” Holy fuck, was he going to be tight. I lubed my dick, taking a moment to enjoy the pleasure sparking up my spine as I stroked myself. I wasn’t going to argue with him too much. He knew his own body and certainly knew what he wanted.

“Yes. I want to feel it burn. Want to feel you stretch me and fill me up.” He panted, his gaze locked on mine.

As I nudged my cock into his hole, I claimed his mouth with harsh kisses, then slowly pushed inside him. The heat of his body enveloped my dick in a tight embrace. “Oh, fucking hell, Ryan.”

Grabbing the back of my head, he pressed his lips to mine and pushed his tongue inside, fluttering it over mine, whimpering into me, his other hand pulling on my lower back.

I buried myself inside him, my balls nestled against his ass. “You okay?” I asked, placing my forehead on his. I rocked deeper inside him, sensation tingling over my body.

“I’m fucking great.” Wrapping his ankles around my hips, he rolled his dick against my stomach, and it twitched. “Go, Jonah. I want it hard and fast tonight.” He gave me a harsh kiss.

“Yeah.” I pulled out, then pushed back in with quick thrusts, his greedy hole sucking me in. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I licked over the shell of his ear, pleasure swirling inside me.

Goosebumps rose on his neck and shoulder and his body trembled below me. “Faster,” he said inside a throaty groan.

I quickened my pace, thumping him into the mattress and against the pillows on his headboard. Sweet pulses of sensation rocketed through me. Through my panting breaths, I said, “You feel so fucking good, Ryan. So good.” I chased my release as it knotted low in my gut.

“Oh God, Jonah. I’m close, I’m…” He slipped his hand between us and pumped his slick cock, then cried out, his face tensing and head arching back. Hot cum spurted between us.

Burying my face in his neck, I tumbled over the edge, my sensitive dick swelling further and pulsing with each wave of my orgasm, spilling inside him. I gritted my teeth and gasped as the intense pleasure went on and on, pushing inside him. As it slowed, I fell over him in a heap, my head resting on his shoulder. I was totally spent. “Holy shit, that was good.” I fought to catch my breath, but fuck if I’d let him go right now. We’d shared so much and knowing he loved me made it all the better. I held tightly to him, my arms wrapping around his shoulders.

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