Page 82 of The Ghost of Ellwood
Theo nipped at my mouth, catching my bottom lip between his teeth. He tugged me along as he walked backward, leading me toward the stairs. We broke apart just long enough to make it up the stairs without me twisting an ankle, and then we were back together, kissing and groping.
Once in my room, Theo stripped me down to my boxers before kneeling and taking them off with his teeth. I sucked in a breath when my cock sprang free and he slipped the head inside his mouth. His tongue circled my slit as he stroked me from tip to base. I threaded my fingers in his hair, and his dark gaze flickered to mine as he swallowed my cock deeper.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
A soft whine left me when he pulled off with a wetpopand stood back up. I tasted myself on his tongue as he kissed me. It was the first time he’d been so confident in what he wanted, and it was sensual, sexy, and fucking amazing. I unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down, my mouth watering as his uncut cock bounced forward.
Dropping to my knees, I returned the favor, sucking him into my mouth and humming as I did.
“Ben.” His legs trembled as he tilted his head back. He then pulled me to my feet and shoved me onto the bed before straddling my hips. “I want to take you like this. May I?”
“Yes.”
I’d let him do whatever he wanted.
The lube we’d used last night sat on the stand beside the bed, and he squeezed a generous amount into his hand. He rubbed his ass against my stiff cock, smiling as I dug my fingers into his thighs.
“Tell me you want me, Ben.” Theo lifted his hips and took hold of me, circling his lubed hand on my cock head before traveling farther down, getting it nice and slick for him.
“I want you,” I panted.
There was no one I wanted more.
Theo positioned my cock against his hole before slowly sinking down. The tight heat of him had my head spinning and my pulse racing. He was normally a little cool when I eased into him, but he was warmer in his almost-human state. Nothing mattered right then except for us on the bed. The rest of the world fell away.
He rode me hard and fast, then slow, alternating with his speed when he knew I was close. My gaze locked onto his beautiful face as he squeezed his eyes shut and groaned, faltering in his rhythm. I spit into my hand and started to stroke him, needing to see him lose control.
“Let go, Theo.” My words cut off into a groan as he came down harder on me.
“Yes,” he rasped, going faster. The bed banged into the wall.
And then he was coming. My toes curled as his ass tightened around me, clenching, and then I shot up into him.
Afterward, once we were sated and in a post-orgasm haze, I held him to my chest and ran my fingers through his silky hair. He sighed and kissed my collarbone. Even though my body felt weightless and my eyes grew heavy, I didn’t want to go to sleep. Not yet.
Holding Theo felt too amazing. Tooright.
At the turn of midnight, Theo began to change. His already pale face became more so, reverting back to a ghostly shade, and the warmth of his skin turned chilly once more. I held him closer.
“I hate this,” he whispered, hiding his face. His body flickered. “One day isn’t nearly long enough, Ben.”
“I enjoyed today,” I said, tucking a finger under his chin and lifting his face up to mine. “But know what else I enjoy? Just being with you. Period. Your skin might be colder now, but you’re still the same man I spent the day with.”
“Yes, and now I’m confined to this prison once again.”
“Seems like I’ll just have to spice things up around here then,” I said, before pecking kisses on his cheek and down his neck.
I was elated when he started giggling.
“Spice things up how?” he asked, beaming with a smile.
“Well, we can start having movie nights here. Little date nights at home. And I can get you a computer. You can look things up, write, and even shop if you want.”
“I can write?”
He really was a man after my own heart.
“Yep. Just say the word, and I’ll buy you a laptop tomorrow. You might not be able to leave the property, but there are other ways to experience the world. We just have to get creative.”
