Page 79 of Overtime Goal
We stripped down and ran toward the sea. I stayed behind him, eager for a look at his amazing ass. He didn’t disappoint; the way his muscles shifted as he moved made my dick twitch. Since getting hard right then probably wasn’t a good idea, I shoulder-tackled him, laughing until I nearly choked on salt. He sank to his knees and kissed me until I was lightheaded.
We swam until the sun was high.
“We should get going,” I said. “More to see.”
He wrapped his arms around me and pressed kisses to the back of my neck. There was no avoiding it this time; I got as hard as a rock.
My voice came out husky. “You’d better stop that unless you’re ready to do that other thing we talked about.”
He ground his erection against my butt. “Thought you didn’t want to. I’m definitely up for that.”
I pulled free and turned to face him. “I haven’t seen anyone else since we got here.”
“Over there,” he said, pointing to a grassy area about forty feet away, in the deep shade of the cliff. “Come on.”
We stopped in Amalfi for lunch. After pasta and salads, Riles slipped his hand into mine. “This is the best day. Being with you makes everything perfect.”
“You’re just saying that because you got laid on the beach.”
He shook his head. “I’m saying it because I got laid by the man I love,andbecause we’ve finally realized what we can have.”
I teared up. Since the lump in my throat was too big to say anything, I squeezed his hand instead.
He kissed my cheek and whispered, “You’re everything, babe. You don’t regret shooting that puck back on the beach, do you? Because I sure don’t.”
I laughed at the analogy. “I’ll shoot pucks with you anytime.”
We paid the bill and explored the shops on Ruga Nova Mercatorum before stopping for a limonata. By then, the afternoon was winding down, so we climbed onto the scooter and rode back along the coast, enjoying the cooler air as the sun dropped behind the cliffs.
After leaving the Vespa at the rental agency, we walked home and collapsed onto a couch in the living room, tired but happy.
Riley was lying with his head in my lap. “Today was amazing,” he said.
His hair had fallen over his eyes, and it was so cute it took me a minute to ask, “How so?”
“Well, this is us, having a lot more fun than we’ve ever had.”
I pushed his hair back off his forehead. “Spoiler alert. We’re only getting started.”
“I love that.” He looked up and met my eyes. “It was fun having sex at the beach. Maybe we can do that again while we’re here.”
“Just say the word. I’ll never get enough of you.”
We were quiet while we wound down, but Riley eventually broke the silence. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
He sat up and turned to face me. His eyes were serious. “You’ve fucked guys before, right? I mean… really fucked? You inside them?”
A jolt of nervous energy hit me, not because I minded the question, but because I wasn’t sure where he wanted this to go. “Yes. Why?”
He took my hands. “Because I want to do that with you. I’ve been thinking about it since the first time we were together, and I want you on top. I need to feel you inside me.”
Heat surged through me at the mere thought of fucking him. “I’d love that, but are you sure you’re ready? The first time can be intense.”
“I’m sure it will be. But I love you so much, and I want to share that with you, be that close. I mean…” His cheeks turned red as he looked away, then back. “If you like it the other way, we could take turns or something. But what I really want is you taking the lead.”
“I’m definitely a top, but you’ve never been fucked, right? What is it about bottoming that appeals to you?”
