Page 74 of Flagrant Foul
“Hnng,” he growls, shaking the room, the bed, the Earth, and the stars.
He kisses a path down my chest, veering right and left just enough to torture my nipples. He flicks themwith his tongue until I’m arched off the mattress and my nipples are carved from stone.
He pulls his fingers out of me and strokes a light line along the seam of my balls. My mind cuts out and my eyes snap shut. I start thrashing before he touches my dick.
“I’ll come,” I warn him.
“Uh-uh,” he says kindly, “not yet, baby. I want you to come on my cock.”
He heeds my warning now, forsaking my throbbing, leaking cock, and fingers me again. This time, it’s different. Before, it was an exploration. A gentle probe designed to teach him the anatomy of my body. To show him what makes me moan, what makes me tremble. Now, it’s an action designed to get me ready. To open me. To prepare me. To stretch me so I’m able to take him.
I thrash in his arms, bucking against a hard knot of pleasure that’s so extreme it feels like it might crush me. The give he asks of my body is forceful now. Hard, almost painful, but not quite. Where it falls short of pain, it forces pure bliss up my spine.
“How many is that?” I ask, groaning, positive I’m stretched out enough that my ass, and my mind, won’t ever be the same.
“It’s four.”
I moan and thrash, reaching between my legs, grabbing at his arm and trying to wrestle his fingers out of me. “Ready! I’m ready, Sev. Please, I’m ready.”
He withdraws and kisses me again. “I’m negative,” he says. “But I’ll use a condom if you want me to.”
“I’m negative too, and I don’t want a condom. Want you, Sev. Bare. Just you and me.”
His eyes are dark and glistening. He looks how I feel. How I’ve always felt: sure. Sure this is right. Sure it isn’t a mistake. Sure we belong together.
“You’re perfect, Teddy,” he says as he rolls onto me. “Did I ever tell you that?” The weight of him is what’s perfect. Solid and dense. Just enough to keep me from drifting off into the ether. “Maybe not. Probably not. But that’s what I think…it’s what I’ve always thought.”
He reaches down and lines himself up, studying my face as he pushes in. He slides in smoothly. Gently. A strong stretch with no hint of pain. Only pleasure. Only fullness. “You’re a perfect boy, Tee,” he says as he thrusts into me deeply. “My perfect boy.”
My body reacts as though it’s a weapon. A bomb. An entity that revolves around fission or fusion. Something unstable. Wanting for nothing more than a spark. A basic building block of chemistry, designed to implode.
Sev moves powerfully inside me, thrusting in deeply and pulling almost all the way out. I’m flattened on the in-stroke, powerless to do anything but relax my muscle and receive, and I struggle on the out-stroke, clenching, arching up, and grabbing at him to pull him back in.
He’s breathing hard. Head flicking back with each thrust. His biceps are engaged, the veins in his arms bulging. His pecs are engaged too. The sinews in his neck tense from the strain of what he’s doing to me.
No human being ever looked hotter.
The sounds he’s making aren’t from here. They’re not from this place or time. They’re from a wild place. A place outdoors and far from other people. They seep into my bones and leave me no choice but to answer with similar sounds of my own.
Pleasure builds quickly and out of control. It’s bigger and more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt. It’s bigger than me. My dick throbs, twitching and jumping from the slight friction of his body colliding with mine.
“I’m gonna come,” I cry frantically. “Can’t help it! Can’t stop it!”
He reaches between us, holding himself up with one arm, and jacks my dick hard. The pleasure is instant and overwhelming, a red-hot nerve that’s screaming.
His hand moves up and down once.
Twice.
Three times.
I lose it. I lose everything. All concept of who I am, where I am, what I’m doing. The only thing I know as heaven cracks open and pours out of me is that Sev’s here, and whoever I am, whatever I’m doing, wherever I’m doing it, I’m doing it with him.
I lose my sight and my hearing too. Everything goes black and completely quiet. I hurtle through space at the speed of light. The moon and the stars shine on my face.
It goes on and on for the longest time.
Forever, and a little longer.
