He did, leaning over to press a quick kiss to my lips before kneeling again and lining me up at his entrance. I grabbed his ass with both hands and helped to open him. The long slow slide into the heat of his body was something I would never, ever forget, and I hoped the look on his face as he took me—pure, orgasmic bliss—was seared into my retinas, because I wanted to see it every night before I fellasleep.
“Holy fucking hell, Julian!” The sensory overload was nearly too much. Jesusfuckit was tight andhot.
He gasped a little bit and bit his lip—I didn’t think I’d ever be able to see him do that again without thinking of sex—then braced one hand on my thigh and the other on my chest. He started to ride me with undulating motions that made his cock bob against my stomach over and over. I hadn’t known a body could move that way. I sure as fuck hadn’t known Julian could. Christ it wasperfect.
But it wasn’t going to lastlong.
I slid one hand up his flank so I could feel his muscles tense and release and my other hand went to his cock, desperate to make him come before I did, to make this good for him too. I knew by now how Julian liked it—how hard he liked to be gripped, how much he loved it when I rubbed my thumb over his glans. Right then, I used every single piece of knowledge I’d acquired, trying to show him without words how fuckingthankfulI was for him, trying to press my commitment into hisskin.
“Daniel!” Julian threw his head back and came with a cry, coating my hand andchest.
I rocked my hips up into him, keeping our rhythm when he faltered. I could feel the orgasm coming, but I still gasped when it hit. Tiny pinpricks of light exploded behind my eyes and my hearing turned to static. For a second I thought ‘Holy shit, I actuallydiddie.’And the thought didn’t bother me nearly as much as itshould.
It took a long minute for me to crack open my eyes. The room was completely engulfed in shadows, and it felt like I’d passed out for a really long time, but Julian was still balanced above me, panting, his eyes steady on myface.
“Hey,” he croaked, and my spent cock twitched. “That was,um…”
His voice trailed off and I got it, because even the purplest prose couldn’t describe what that hadbeen.
“We should have these talks more often,” I said. “They’re very…cathartic.”
Julian chuckled, choked, hiccupped, then broke into wild laughter, clapping one hand over his mouth and smacking my chest with the other. “Have you never heard ofafterglow?”
“Maybe you can teach me.” I waggled my eyebrowssuggestively.
“Oh, I’ll teach you alright.” He leaned down and kissed me. “There’s an appropriate time foreverything.”
But later, after we’d showered and eaten sandwiches, after I’d tucked a yawning Julian, who confessed he hadn’t slept well in days, into my bed, after I’d curled up beside him and started drifting off, Julian’s eyes poppedopen.
“Holy shit. Did you name your fictional town after the heroine in myromance?”
Which just went to show that Julian had a few things to learn,too.
