Page 57 of Whoops-A-Mate From Outer Space
Eashai snaked one hand between us, and his knuckles dug into my middle as he wrapped his fingers around his cock.
“Don’t hold back, E,” I grunted. “I’m right there.”
He nodded and stroked himself a bit faster.
“I love you,” I panted while kissing his jaw.
“Gene…” he moaned, his entire body tensing as his cock started pulsing between us.
There was no holding back, my hips stuttered—movements becoming erratic—as I started to come.
“Eashai… Eashai…” I chanted as I spilled inside him.
I tipped my forehead against his as both our orgasms tapered, lips close, but neither of us had caught our breath enough to kiss. The heat of his exhales across my skin ignited my nerves in ways I didn’t expect.
We stayed that way for several seconds, until my cock decided it was too sensitive to be inside him. I pulled out, flopped to the side, then tugged him into my arms to cuddle.
“Hi,” I murmured as I finally felt capable of speech again.
He smiled and met my gaze. “Welcome back.”
“Huh?”
He chuckled. “Apologies. That was habit. It can sometimes feel like an…” he paused. “Away from the body?”
I blinked, momentarily confused, then it sank in. “You mean when you come?”
He nodded. “It is different, then I return to normal. I assumed it was the same for you?”
“Yeah,” I admitted, smiling softly. “I think I get it now.”
He tangled our legs together, then leaned in to kiss me. I returned it eagerly as we took turns exploring each other’s mouths.
We stayed that way, savoring the moment.
But the rush wasn’t over, and my cock was quickly hardening again.
It was my Eashai who took the initiative, moving a hand between us and wrapping it around both our cocks.
“Is this acceptable?” he asked as he started stroking.
“More than,” I replied. “I think we’d both regret it if we overexerted ourselves.”
He smiled. “There are many paths to shared pleasure.”
We kissed until breathing was more important, then our foreheads came together and we panted in the narrow space between us.
I was oversensitive, and it seemed he was as well. It didn’t take long for both of our movements to become erratic as we thrust into his grip.
I was the one to come first that time, but the way Eashai cursed as soon as I did told me that my cock pulsing against his had been enough to tip him over the edge.
We shared a laugh as I said “hi” again, and he welcomed me back.
Somehow, the simplicity of it was… us.
Then Eashai made a face, scrunching his nose as he shifted on the bed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, wondering what was bothering him.
