Page 34 of The Swap
The feel of his cock sliding into me and the taste of his tongue on mine soon had my orgasm approaching. I wanted to slow it down, hold off, so I could enjoy this moment for as long as possible, but Oliver was just too skilled and the delicious sensations he was awakening in me were just too much. My grip tightened on my cock and I began jerking off in time with his sure thrusts. I stared up into his eyes and the intensity I saw there made my mouth go dry.
Whether he sensed my orgasm was drawing near or he was about to lose control too, I wasn’t sure, but Oliver raised up onto his knees and with a strength I didn’t know he possessed, grabbed hold of the back of my thighs and lifted my ass off the bed. The change in angle, had him plunging deeper than before, and suddenly, he hit something inside me that made me feel like I’d touched a live wire.
Fireworks exploded behind my closed lids and I heard myself scream as I came harder than I ever had. Cum sprayed everywhere, hitting my chin and landing on the pillow beside me. In the distance, I heard Oliver shout my name, but it seemed almost dreamlike as I continued to ride the waves of euphoria.
As my head finally began to clear of its fog, I realized Oliver had already pulled out and was lying on top of me. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing the top of his head. My fingers traced lazy figure eights over his back and he made a contented sound in the back of his throat. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to not only get to fall in love with this man, but to have that love returned to me.
After a few minutes, he lifted his head, folding his arms under his chin, and gave me a lazy, sated smile. “You okay?”
“Better than okay.” I grinned back.
“You’re not too sore?” he asked, his brow scrunching with concern.
I shook my head. “You took perfect care of me, just like I knew you would.”
“I love you, Samuel,” he whispered.
“I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life for you,” I answered back.
We shared a long, languid kiss, then Oliver glanced down between our bodies. “We’re a bit of a mess. Care to join me in the shower?”
“Love to.” We climbed out of bed and I grimaced at the stretched feeling in my ass. Oliver noticed the look on my face and laughed.
“Don’t worry. It’ll go back to normal.” I felt sure I was imagining the smugness in his tone.
“Well, I figured one thing out for sure,” I told him as we stepped into the bathroom. I reached in and started the shower while he disposed of the condom.
“What’s that?”
“I’m definitely a switch.”
“Is that right?” Oliver said, pressing himself up against my back and wrapping his arms around my waist. “Maybe we should try it both ways, just to be sure.”
“It’s the responsible thing to do,” I teased as I pulled him into the shower behind me. “I definitely want to try bottoming again too though. Only I want something a little different next time,” I informed him seriously.
“Oh, yeah? And what’s that?”
“Wear your heels.”
“Fuuuuck.”
