Page 71 of Poles Apart
Jacob impatiently lifted his legs, reminding Dom what he was actually there for, and Dom actually fucking laughed but lifted Jacob’s legs up onto his shoulders, a whimper leaving his lips.
Dom edged forward and slowly, slowly pressed home. Thank goodness for the plug as he was able to slide straight in—no hesitation. They moaned at the same time, and Dom stilled, buried to the hilt.
“Fuck, Jacob. That’s incredible. So hot and tight. This is not going to last long.”
“Go for it, Dom. I can take it, but I desperately need you to move now.” Jacob gasped at the sensation, at how full he felt. The burning intensity mingled with immense pleasure.
Dom started to move, slowly at first, but at Jacob’s encouragement, he sped up, pushing harder and harder. Jacob could feel his orgasm building, but the tightness of the ribbon kept it out of reach.
He was loving this. Dom was right where he wanted him, buried balls deep in his arse. He could tell Dom was close, and when he reached towards his cock, tears fell from Jacob’s eyes. He was so fucking desperate to come now.
Dom finally pulled at the ribbon, and it came loose, releasing the pressure on his cock and balls. As Dom’s movements became erratic, he thrust once more and yelled as he spurted into the condom, continuing to thrust through his orgasm. At the same time, Jacob’s cock erupted, untouched. He cried with relief as he pulsed and pulsed, thick, creamy cum shooting from his dick.
He got lost for a while but finally came around to the sound of Dom’s voice.
“It’s OK, it’s OK, baby.” Dom stroked his face, wiping away the tears that had fallen. “Everything’s fine. You’re fine.” But Jacob felt like a dam had been breached, and he continued to sob. He’d never felt quite like this before, this connection to someone, to Dom.
Dom reached up and untied his hands, rubbing his shoulders and arms. “You were so good, so responsive. Beautiful, gorgeous and wonderful. It was amazing.”
Jacob reached around Dom’s back and held him close. “Thank you. I’ve never experienced anything quite like that before.” They kissed tenderly, the urgency of their previous kisses forgotten. Dom held his face, and even if he never did anything like this again, Jacob would die a very happy man.
They rested their foreheads together, and their breathing slowly returned to normal. As Dom took care of the condom and wiped the drying cum from Jacob’s chest, he watched him. He loved him, but now wasn’t the right time to tell him. It had been on the tip of his tongue, but he’d stopped himself at the last minute. He didn’t want to ruin what had been, up until now, pretty damn perfect.
Dom handed him some water. “Drink this. It’s important to stay hydrated; I can’t have you passing out on me now, can I?”
Jacob sat up and drank deeply, suddenly feeling exhausted. “Can we sleep now? I’m feeling so tired.”
“Yeah, time for sleep, baby.” They lay next to each other, Dom resting his head on Jacob’s chest. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this content.
“Don’t forget what I said earlier, though.” Jacob gave him a puzzled look.
“What did you say earlier?” Jacob could barely remember his name at this point, let alone what he’d said before.
“I still need to lick your arse until you’re begging.” He could feel Dom grinning against him and his arse clenched in anticipation. Fuck, what this guy did to him.
“Turn over, baby. Time for sleep.”
Jacob did as he was told and turned onto his side. Dom wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him into his chest.
“Sleep now, sweet prince and tomorrow, I’ll carry through on my promise.”
And with that promise running through his mind, Jacob fell into an exhausted slumber.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Dom
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so utterly and completely aroused by sex, but last night when they’d made love, as this beautiful guy had given himself over to him so eagerly and without question, he’d realised that somewhere along the line, this sweet and gorgeous man had managed to do something no one else had ever done before.
He’d made him fall in love, completely and irrevocably.
It was the strangest feeling, one that he’d not experienced before, and as he looked over at Jacob lying next to him, he smiled. A slow, satisfied, smug smile. He snuggled deeper into his side, making himself comfortable. It was still morning, and he reckoned they had a couple more hours before they’d need to get up.
He thought back to his time living with Luc. It had been totally different. As much as he’d wanted to think he’d been in love with him, he knew he hadn’t been. He’d been a convenience, they were the couple to see and be seen with, but after a month of living with him, the novelty had worn off, and, if he was honest, he was glad that he’d caught him with the two guys. It had given him an excuse to finish it and walk away.
But he hadn’t felt the way he did now. That warm feeling he had in his chest whenever Jacob was around, the way he lost track of time when he was with him. He had butterflies whenever he was near. Yeah, he’d never felt this way before. Jacob was who he wanted.
Two months ago, he would have laughed at anyone if they’d said he’d be in love so deeply with someone he hadn’t seen for eight years, but here he was, right next to him. He rubbed a hand over his chest as if he could still feel the piece of Jacob that had always been there, kept safe in his heart. But now, it didn’t feel so empty. It felt as if it was healing, filling the hole that he’d left eight years ago.
