Page 30 of Note to Self
“Hmm.” He licks over the slit, then takes only the tip into his mouth and slowly sucks and swirls his tongue over the head. It throbs as he pulls away, kissing the slit, coaxing out a pearl of precum. Trent’s blow jobs have always been incredible, but this is different. This is him truly adoring my cock, loving on it like it’s the best thing ever.
With one finger, he slides up the shaft and around the crown, then wraps his fist around the length and strokes firmly down. He lets me go, and I groan, desperate for his touch again.
“On the bed.” Trent stands and pulls off his underwear. When I’m lying on my back, he crawls between my legs. “Now, where was I?”
“You were torturing me with your mouth.” I push my hips up in an attempt to get close to his mouth. And with that, he takes me back into his mouth and down to the root. The wet heat and suction are incredible. I bow my back up off the bed, and an indecent groan tears from my throat.
“Fuck! Stop.”
I’m off his cock and standing up. “What? What did I do wrong?” Panic rushes through me. He seemed to be enjoying it. Memories of Marc pushing me away, telling me not to bother as I had no clue what I was doing, pop into my head.
“Wrong? Nothing, it was incredible. You were about to make me blow my load. Sweetheart, the only time I want to come tonight is when I’m buried balls deep inside you.” Merlin cups my face in his large, calloused hands and presses a kiss on my lips. “You are a thoughtful, talented, and gorgeous lover.”
I slide my fingers through his hair and touch my forehead to his. “Thank you,” I whisper against his skin. “Can we go to bed now? I really need you inside me.”
With a nod and a sexy-as-fuck smile, Merlin tugs me until we collapse onto his bed. “It’s my turn now.” His grin is wicked as he rolls me onto my back. “I can tease and torture as well, y’know. But I’ll leave that for next time because like you, I really want to be inside you too.”
“Thank god.” I laugh, but it’s quickly silenced by his mouth and his amazing kisses. He swipes his tongue lazily across my own and closes his hand around my cock. Just as slowly as he kisses me, he strokes me.
“I’ve wanted to do this from our first kiss,” he murmurs against my lips. “I knew from the first time we collided that Iwanted to make you mine. After this, you will be. I’m not letting you go, Trent. I’m falling in love with you.”
I still, letting the unexpected words sink in. I know he’s telling the truth. He didn’t say it just to fuck me. Over and over again, he’s proved how much he likes me. And I’m feeling the same way, but am I ready to say it back?
No, not yet. Instead, I part my legs, letting him slot between them, and his erection presses up to mine. “Where are the condoms?”
Merlin lets go of my dick and reaches over to his side table. A bottle of lube and a couple of condoms drop onto the bed. He doesn’t mess around, and the second he has his fingers coated with lubricant, they are between my legs and sliding over my balls and down my taint. “Wait.”
He stops, an eyebrow raised. Without explaining, I grab my legs and pull them up to my chest. His eyes darken as he stares at my new position. “God, you’re beautiful.”
With lube now drizzled down my taint, he circles my hole with what feels like two fingers. “So pretty.” Merlin leans and slips his tongue into my mouth at the same time he pushes his finger into my hole. The pressure of the intrusion is much gentler than I remember, and I moan as he sinks even deeper into me.
One finger becomes two, then three, and I’m writhing on them, trying to take him deeper. “I’m ready,” I pant, then mewl at the loss, the emptiness as he pulls them out. A rip of foil and more lube on his cock and my hole, and the blunt pressure of his thick shaft is at my entrance.
“Okay?”
“Yeah.” I push back. He rocks a little farther and waits again. I breathe through the burn, nodding when the pain turns to pleasure. Merlin looks down, groaning at what I imagine is the sight of him sliding in and out.
“More,” I say. “Give me more. Don’t hold back. I want you, all of you.”
With the permission to go ahead, Merlin thrusts harder, faster, grabbing my ankles to spread my legs wide. The angle deepens, and his dick brushes over my prostate. Fuck yeah, that’s what I want.
“I’m not going to last. Grab your dick, baby. Get yourself off.”
It only takes me moments to have the sparks of my climax rush through my body to my balls, and with a cry, I shoot. Merlin’s eyes are fixed on the ribbons of sticky fluid painting my stomach as he picks up speed. He thickens inside me, and with his head tipped back and the tendons in his neck rigid, he comes, my name on his lips.
As we lie together, breathing heavily, glued together with spunk and sweat, I can’t stop the chuckle bubbling free from me.
Merlin lifts his head. “Something funny?”
I nod, but I bite into my bottom lip. How do I explain that after over fifteen years of being sexually active, with both women and men, I never knew how good it could be? Should be. I always enjoyed sex with my girlfriends, and it was good. We had a lot of fun, and I’m sure I gave them a lot of pleasure. But this time, with a man, with Merlin, I finally get what I’ve wanted, what I deserved—the best orgasm ever.
“That was unbelievable. So, so damn good.” I lick my parched lips. “I never knew.” The words I thought I wasn’t ready to share have leapt up front and centre in my mind. It’s not just the incredible sex we’ve had; it’s that we get to do it for as long and as many times as we want. I know the words are as important to him as they are to me, and I can’t stop myself from telling him. “I’m falling for you. It may be too late to back out. I’m in love with you too.”
He flips me over so I’m lying on top of him. His smile is bright enough to light up the night sky. The blaze in his eyes as he stares at me could only mean one thing, right? “I love you too, Trent.”
After another heavy round of kissing, we pull apart and go to the bathroom. Merlin turns on the shower. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“Hurt me, how?”
