Page 83 of Give In To Love
“I can’t help it. You make me feel wild. Uncontained.” He gripped my hair and tugged, sending lust shooting through me, and I groaned with my lips pressed against his skin.
I slid my hand down his torso until I found his dick hard and leaking. I wrapped him in my fist and stroked, his hips punching up as he gave a needy moan.
I moved back up his body and kissed him deeply. “Do you still prefer to bottom?”
“Yes,” he said with a sigh. “But I haven’t in a long time. Steven always wanted me to top, and it was easier to just?—”
I interrupted him with a kiss. “He doesn’t belong here between us. We’re not going to give him any more of our attention tonight.”
At his nod, I kissed him again, then trailed my lips down his chest, flicking my tongue across one nipple and then the other before continuing down the smooth planes of his torso.
I pressed a kiss over his hip bone, then worked my way inward toward the curls nestling his cock. God, I loved the sight of his dick, with its rosy pink head jutting out proudly, begging for attention.
I breathed deeply, the scent of soap and clean skin mingling with arousal and desire. “Mmm, you smell like you,” I mumbled, my breath ghosting along his skin.
His head popped off the pillow. “What does that mean? What do I smell like?”
“Just…you. I don’t know how to describe it, but there’s nothing else like it. It’s like…comfort and warmth and…home.” I took another deep breath. “Something in my soul settles and goes,ohhh.” I nuzzled his dick one more time. “I can’t believe I went five years without this.”
I flattened my tongue and ran it along the underside of his dick, enveloping just the tip in my mouth and sucking. He let his head drop to the pillow while his back arched and his thighs tensed at the contact.
“I love having your mouth on me,” he said. “It feels so good.”
I pulled off, then slid my hands down the underside of his thighs, lifting and pushing back so his pretty pink hole was exposed to me. “That was just a little detour. I’m about to make you feelreallygood.”
Anticipating my next move, he grabbed hold of his legs and pulled them back, spreading himself for me. I feasted on the sight of him so open and vulnerable. He was so damn sexy like this. I was the luckiest man in the world to get to call him mine for a second time.
I leaned forward but surprised him when I bit at the flesh of his ass rather than taking aim at his hole. He was still slender, much as he’d been five years ago, but he’d fully crossed the bridge into manhood, including the pert ass his jeans had showcased this evening.
I nibbled and sucked at the flesh of one cheek before moving over to the other, giving it the same treatment, leaving his skin red and wet. I took a moment to admire my handiwork, then used my hands to spread him open, admiring that dusky pink pucker. I skimmed the pad of my thumb across his hole, watching as it fluttered at the contact.
“More,” he begged. It was part moan, part sigh.
When I applied the slightest bit of pressure with the tip of my thumb, he shuddered, his entire body quaking with the contact. Keeping my thumb in place, I leaned forward and added my tongue, licking him sloppily. I wanted him wet and loose.
He wriggled beneath me as I continued my assault, using both my tongue and my fingers to open him. “I need you,” he whimpered. “Want you inside of me. Please.”
I licked one more stripe across his opening, then looked up. “Supplies?”
“In the drawer. But I want you bare. I was tested after…and I’m negative. I don’t want anything between us.”
I surged up and kissed him. He didn’t seem to mind the fact that I’d just been eating his ass because he opened for me, tongue and teeth clashing in a battle for dominance. “I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
He pulled back as much as he could in his position and looked at me, eyes wide with shock. “It’s been five years…”
I shrugged. “I tried to get over you. I went on exactly one date. He was sweet, but he wasn’t you. I never went on another one.” I smoothed a thumb across his cheek. “You’re it for me, Jimmy. I don’t want anyone else.”
His face crumpled, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. “I’m sorry. I should have never let you go. I should have tried harder to make it work.” His voice hitched while his tears escalated to full-fledged sobs.
“Shh. Hey. It’s okay. Come on.” I crooned as I thumbed away his tears. “We won’t ever know what might have been. But we’re lucky to get a second chance, and I intend to make the most of it.” I kissed him gently on the forehead. “What’s five years if I get to spend the next sixty with you?”
He sniffled, his eyes shiny and bright. “Is that the future you see for us?”
“It’s the one I hope for.”
He frowned. “Why does that idea terrify me so much? I mean, I want a life with you. But it feels like the thing I want more than anything in the world is right there within my grasp, but when I extend my arms to take it, it’s just out of reach.”
Hearing him say he wanted a life with me had my pulse ticking up, then plummeting at his admission that he wasn’t quite ready. My gut said he would be though. I just needed to be patient.
