Page 25 of Counterpoint
Oh, that grin. It was wide and wonderful, and suddenly Dominic wasn’t quite the shy twink he’d unwrapped the night before. Not with the way his gaze slid over Adrian’s body, nor the way he slowly stroked both their dicks. “I wanna ask for something.”
“Yes?” He caught Dominic’s thighs and tried to speed up the tempo a bit.
That got him a laugh, and those slow movements got even slower. Fuck. “You wouldn’t happen to be versatile?” There was a little quirk to the smile that followed.
“You want to fuck me?” Adrian’s body warmed, his nerves tingling. “Figured you preferred bottoming.”
Dominic released their cocks and leaned forward until his lips were so very close to Adrian’s. “I do. But yeah, I wanna be inside you. Feel you come. Don’t know why, but I do.”
Adrian shivered under that stare. Fire and control, so unexpected, so welcome. “Then make me late for work, Dominic.”
He caught the edge of the joyous grin before Dominic kissed him. Wasn’t the brutal, punishing kisses Adrian had laid down the night before. No, this was intenselytender. Slow, sensuous, and delightful. He moaned into Dominic and felt him chuckle in response.
Adrian found himself at a complete loss for words when Dominic licked and bit his way down his body. Rough fingertips were followed by velvet kisses. Chest. Nipples. Stomach. He twitched and groaned under the onslaught, too aware of Dominic’s weight.
Strange and wonderful. Been a while since he’d been this turned on and not actively the one engaging. Nothing Dominic did seemed dominant, but his grip and his mouth seemed to demand Adrian’s stillness, his compliance. So he gave up control with hardly a thought.
Desire flared through Adrian. He wanted Dominic inside him, too.
The torturously wonderful heat of Dominic’s mouth vanished as he knelt between Adrian’s legs, and when he looked up, the intensity of his gaze tore through Adrian.
“Please.” The word was out of his mouth before he even realized.
Dominic sucked the tip of Adrian’s dick between his lips and for a moment, the world vanished.
“Oh god, babe!” Dominic’s mouth felt so fucking good. Even better than last night. Adrian arched against the bed, but no amount of thrusting seemed to slide him in any farther.
Then that hot, slick heat was gone and Dominic’s quiet chuckle made goose bumps rise all over Adrian. “Call me that again.”
“Babe?” Adrian was breathless and so fucking turned on, every inch ached for Dominic. Last night, he’d have flipped the man over and taken him hard and fast. But right now? He could only tremble under him.
“Yeah.” This time Dominic was crawling up rather than down, determination on his face. “I wanna hear it again.”
Adrian so rarely called any of his lovers anything other than their names. He wasn’t even sure why that word had slipped from his lips. Except a tiny voice in the back of his mind whispered,you know why.
Yeah, there was something about this man, with all his interests and layers and complexity that drove right into the heart of Adrian’s soul. He was hardly in love, but all the pieces were there, so that given time, given return interest—he could be.
He could seriously fall so damn hard for Dominic. It wasterrifying.
And maybe that’s why Adrian was a shivering mess of need by the time Dominic rolled the condom on, or why he moaned so loudly when Dominic’s fingers slicked and loosened his asshole. God, it had been a while since he’d bottomed, and man, why hadn’t he? Because this—this felt too damn good.
Dominic’s grin was so fucking hot and the twink was gone, replaced with a tattooed god above him, the head of his hard cock pressed against Adrian’s hole. “Want this?”
“Babe, yeah.” Adrian hardly recognized his own voice. “Fuck me.”
A laugh, then Dominic was pressing in, opening Adrian wide, and he burned with pleasure and pain and surrender. Every moment was gold, from the sound of his own cries to Dominic’s throaty moan to his weight as he seated himself deep inside Adrian. Warm morning light burnished those dark brown eyes, and that’s all Adrian could see, all he wanted to see.
He expected Dominic to fuck him rough and hard, mirroring how they’d come together the night before, had prepared for that. Instead, Dominic kissed him and moved slowly—tenderly, even—sliding in and out with each taste of lip and tongue. So close, they might as well have been one body.
Somehow Dominic managed to press in so deep with each thrust, and Adrian gasped and moaned into those languid, torturous kisses. God, every second was too much, from the stretch to the way Dominic’s cock slid just right with every thrust. The heat and weight of his body, the friction between them stroking Adrian’s cock. Delight flew through him and tension, too. Slowly stretching out until he was strung tight, vibrating and ready to break.
“Like that?” A murmur, full of joy and light. “I think you do.”
“Babe.” He practically moaned the word. “Please, please.”
A caress of lips against his. “Please what?”
“Make me come.” He never wanted this to end, but he couldn’t contemplate climbing any higher into pleasure. It was too much, too soon. No lover had done this before.
