Page 106 of The Moon Also Rises
“Yes, just like that,” he says and his fingers start to tease me open.
“Is it… Are we okay?” I ask, the panic threatening to return.
Rami’s smile is wide and confident. “It’s all good, Jake. You’re all good. Always.”
Relief mixes with something else, something like validation.
“Rami, please fuck me,” I say, suddenly desperate to have him inside me.
“I will, but don’t take this away from me.” His voice has an edge, but it’s not the stern tone he normally yields over me so captivatingly. It’s softer, brighter. Still, I’m confused.
“Take what away from you?”
“Seeing you come undone. Seeing you give yourself to me and the moment. Seeing you at your most beautiful.” He slides two fingers inside me.
I groan and close my eyes. How dare he speak to me like that? How dare he affect my heartrate so uncompromisingly? How dare he make me feel like he could, maybe one day, love me?
“Please just fuck me, Rami.” I rock against him, taking it back to a place that feels safe.
“Let me do this, Jake. Let me take care of you.” He comes down to graze his lips and teeth across my chest.
No!I want to scream, but for some reason, I don’t.
“Yes.” I sigh instead and the relief I feel just admitting that that is what I want is all-encompassing. It’s like breathing the freshest air.
“Good boy,” he rewards me and adds another finger.
And Rami does take care of me. He gets me so ready I am sure I will come as soon as his cock enters me, and he does it all while lavishing sweet kisses all over my body, while running his other hand up and down my torso, while claiming my mouth with his and moaning into it more times than I can count.
When Rami finally, finally puts a condom on and slides his dick slowly inside me, we are staring into each other’s eyes and his hand finds mine just above my head and our fingers lock.
“Oh, God,” I say when he glides over my prostate for the first time.
“Yes,” he hisses as he pushes up on his forearms and starts to fuck me.
At times Rami’s thrusts are slow and considered, but at other times they become erratic, and it feels like he’s trying to claw his way into my body. I love both. I savour every move he makes. And not just because it feels good, but because it’s Rami.
Rami, Rami, Rami.
“Jake, you feel… you feel like…” Rami’s breathing is laboured.
“Rami,” I say as I wrap my legs around his body.
“I don’t want to stop but…” Rami tries again. “I don’t know if I can hold on.”
“Don’t hold on,” I say. “Give into it.”
Because I think I want to,I want to say.I really think I could give into this too.
Rami shifts to kneel back with his bent legs under mine. His hands come to grip my thighs.
“Come first,” he says nodding at my dick. “I want to watch you come.”
I reach for myself and start to stroke, obeying him willingly. As he watches me fist myself, he rocks into me slowly. As my hand increases speed, so do his thrusts. When I feel the tell-tale tingle in the base of my spine, I look up at Rami’s eyes and see him already looking at me.
“You going to come for me like the good boy you are?” he asks and his voice sounds uncharacteristically strained. There’s something almost heart-breaking in hearing him still try to be this persona I need while also being so close to the edge himself.
“For you, Daddy, yes,” I say as feel my stomach muscles clench and my breathing stops as the first delicious surge of my orgasm rolls over my body. The pleasure thunders through me and a beat later I feel my cum land on my stomach.
