Page 231 of Worthy

I’m surprised I didn’t get a speeding ticket with how fast I was driving home. The elevator takes forever to get to my floor and as soon as I’m inside my apartment I’m stripping at the doorway. Music flutters through my apartment and I toss my clothes away haphazardly as I shed them.

I stop at my bedroom doorway, taking in the scene before me. Lance has a dozen candles lit and he’s laying naked on my bed, his hand slowly working over his cock. “I was wondering if you were ever going to get here.” His voice is breathy and the sound goes straight to my already hard cock.

“I thought I was fast,” I mutter, unable to take my eyes off of him. He’s a vision and I want nothing more than to crawl into the bed with him. So I do. I shuck my boxers before walking on my knees up the mattress until I’m settled over him, taking his mouth in a hungry kiss. He feels so good rocking underneath me and he tastes even better. Tearing my mouth away from his I work my way down to his throat, sucking his pulse point. “You have no idea how badly I want you,” I say against his skin.

“I want you too. So badly. I want to feel you inside of me.” Fuck, no words have ever sounded better. I lean up, reaching over to open my nightstand but stop when I see the lube and condom sitting there already. I grab them both and then settle over him again. “I got myself ready for you. I’m ready. I don’t need foreplay. I just want to feel you.”

Damn, he’s going to kill me. Wreck me completely with his words. Ripping open the condom, I slide it on before pouring some lube on myself, getting me nice and slick. He spreads his legs further in offering and a possessive wave rolls through me.Mine. After this, he will never be anyone else’s again. Only mine.

I grab my cock, lining up to his hole before nudging forward slightly and his body opens up, sucking me in easily. He feels so good. My eyes slam shut immediately as I push forward and my mouth drops open as pure pleasure takes over. “Oh Jesus. You feel so good.” I open my eyes, looking down into his half-mast ones.

“Please, move,” he moans, giving his hips a gentle thrust on my cock. “I want to fall apart with you inside of me.”

I slide down, letting my body lay over top of his so we’re flush from chest to groin. His legs lock around my waist, locking me to him, and I let out a contented little sigh at having him wrapped around me. This is everything. Everything I never knew I wanted. I’ve been so lost, trying to figure out who I was. Then Lance came in and showed me that I was never really lost. He helped me find who I was and I’m so thankful for that.

I kiss his lips and begin to slowly rock in and out of him. He feels so good. His hands move up my back, one sliding around my shoulder while the other gets tangled in my hair. I love having him touch me this way.

It’s a mix of teeth and shared breaths. Our sweat mixing as I work us over faster and faster. I tear my lips away from his, gasping for breath, and then I lean up slightly, wanting to see the place where we’re joined together. Fuck, it’s perfect. “You look so good taking my cock.” I moan as the need to come intensifies. “I don’t want to stop. Want to stay inside of you forever.” I wish that was a possibility. I’d never leave this spot.

His hand snakes down and begins quickly pumping his cock and I know he’s close too by the way his chest heaves and his body quakes. “So close,” he pants, his back bowing off the bed as a horse cry passes his lips, and I watch as jet after jet of cum shoots across his stomach.

“Beautiful. Fuck, you’re so damn beautiful.” Then I cry out too as my orgasm slams into me. It’s the best one I’ve ever had and I mourn the loss once it’s over. I’ve never come like that before. Never felt so connected to someone in my life. I reach up, brushing the fallen hair out of my face and I meet Lance’s eyes. He’s staring up at me with so much desire it takes my breath away and I’m left reeling with a sudden realization.

I love him.

Yeah, it’s manic and it’s soon, and it won’t make sense to some, but that’s okay. It doesn’t have to make sense to anybody else.

Love doesn’t care about the time it takes to fall into it. It doesn’t care about your gender or how you identify. Love just wants to exist. Lovedeservesto exist.

And at the end of the day, I still don’t know how I identify exactly, but I do know that I’m in love with a guy… and that’s okay.

Unable to stop myself, I fall forward, not caring about the cum. I place a soft kiss to his lips, loving the way he sighs into my mouth. Then I sit up on my elbows, looking straight into those beautiful, blue eyes of his, and I give him my truth. “I love you.”

His bottom lip trembles and his eyes mist over as he holds my stare. Then he reaches up to cup my cheeks. “I love you too.”

Four words.

So short, so simple, and yet packs the biggest punch.

I smile, leaning down and slanting our lips together again, enjoying the fact that this guy is mine and that I get to have this with him.

The End

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