Page 39 of If I See You Again
Chapter 28
David
My eyes watered from the burn as Malcolm breached me. It had been a long-ass time since I’d let someone else into my body in this way, but if there was someone that I trusted, hell, even loved enough, to do it, it was Malcolm.
His brow furrowed with concentration as he inched forward, trying his hardest not to slam home. It would have been fine had he done it. Yes, it would have hurt in the beginning, but even after years of not doing this, it was something I’d learned to get over quickly.
The second his pelvis met my ass, Malcolm rested his head on my shoulder, taking in deep lungfuls of air. He stayed motionless until I couldn’t take it anymore. If he didn’t move, I would die of insanity. The feel of him stretching me wasn’t enough. I needed the glide of his cock in and out of me as he fucked me into the mattress.
When I bucked against him, he gasped before clutching at my hips to still my movements.
“I’m in charge here, remember?” Malcolm’s voice, laced with gravel, sounded like an unstable cliff about to break.
His words were enough to send heat racing through my body and will me into submission. It wasn’t often that I gave myself over completely, but I wanted to. For him.Only for him.
Following his directions and holding still earned me a reward. The wait was only another minute before his hips began their slow slide back and forth. My eyes rolled back as his cockhead dragged along my prostate, sending sparks through me and making me tingle all over.
Malcolm’s pace didn’t stay slow. No. He went at things like he was trying to run an Olympic sprint. His thrusts were fast and sharp, slapping against me and sending me sliding across the bed. It was all so intense and felt so fucking amazing. Maybe that had been why he’d needed to take a breather for a minute. To gather himself for the race he was about to embark on.
While it might have been better if we slowed down a little to savor the moment, it was clear Malcolm was barely holding on by a thread. It was hard to complain, though, with the way he pounded my prostate over and over.
My toes curled as Malcolm’s hand dipped between our bodies to wrap around my length, to stroke me in time with his forceful thrusts.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Want me to come for you?” The words came out punctuated by gasps as his hips pushed the air from my lungs.
“God. Fuck. Yes. Please.” His broken, one-word responses, interspersed through each push of his cock into my ass, were enough to send me spiraling over the edge. Zings of pleasure shot up my spine as he continued to stroke me through my orgasm. Cum rolled down his fingers and the feel of the hot rush of his release inside of me was enough to have my cock twitching all over again.
We lay, panting, in the aftermath. Neither of us was in a hurry to disentangle ourselves despite the awkward position and howboth of us would feel it later if we didn’t move. We’d feel it later, no matter what we did. The mad level of fucking had been hard and intense.
“Are you… okay?”
It wasn’t the question I was expecting, and it was hard to hold back the laugh that escaped my chest.
“Okay? I’m more than okay. If I knew you had that in you, I would have suggested this long before now.”
Malcolm huffed before finally rolling to the side.
“This is fun, but I don’t want it to only be about that. I’m thankful we got to spend the last few days together and got to know each other a little better.”
I got where he was coming from. It was hard to form a relationship based solely on sex. In the time I’d been back in North Carolina, I hadn’t gotten a lot out of him, and now I knew all sorts of things about him and his family. I knew all there was to know about his scar and how he’d lost his brother. How his family was still struggling to recover from their loss.
At first, I couldn’t think of what to say to him. When I finally did, I rolled onto my side, resting on my elbow and staring down at his beautiful face. His eyes were closed, but I loved how mussed his hair was from our escapade.
“The best part is that we get to spend even more time getting to know each other now. I’d love for you to meet Audrey. Half the time, she’s a pain in my ass, but I love her regardless. I think we’re required to do that with family or something.”
That earned me another laugh.
“I think some family members test that. Case and point, my cousin.” He groaned as he opened his eyes to meet mine again. Maybe it was a little odd that we were now lying here discussing our families while still naked and covered in our cum, but Malcolm didn’t make anything feel weird. Everything with himfelt effortless. Okay, not entirely. The man had made me work like hell to get to this point, but it had all paid off in the end.
We fell back into silence after that. Malcolm curled into me, and I wrapped a protective arm around him. This all felt more special.
There was warmth around my cock that had pleasure shooting through my limbs. My eyes cracked open to find the other side of the bed empty, but another sharp bit of suction clued me in to where my bed partner had disappeared to. Not that I was complaining. A guy could get used to waking up this way.
Lifting the sheet, I saw Malcolm’s tousled hair between my thighs as he looked up through his lashes. The way his lips stretched around my cock was obscene. His green eyes held so little color, completely blown black with lust, as he bobbed his head back to his task of blowing me awake.
“Fucking, hell. Jesus, Malcolm. That’s quite the wake-up call.” My fingers threaded through his hair, tugging gently at the strands before my hips lifted from the bed to feed him a little more of my cock.
He hummed his approval as he slurped up and down my length. In all my years, I’d never had a guy wake me up like this, and now I was being spoiled. Malcolm better know what he was signing up for. I’d come to expect it all the time. Malcolm could be my personal alarm clock.
