“It is,” I agree, settling into a happy, hopeful feeling that this might actually be for real.
The wine we ordered up to the room to enjoy with our dinner has me feeling all kinds of relaxed. Or maybe that’s Flynn’s scent wrapping around me, overpowering the saltwater and ocean smell that hangs heavy in the air. Or possibly the fact that he has closed the space between us and is nibbling the side of my neck like it’s his favorite dessert.
I let out a soft, needy sound and tilt my head to the side to give him better access. “The sheets on my bed upstairs are crazy soft,” I say conversationally, gasping when he grazes his teeth over my pulse point, coaxing my cock to a full aching hardness without a single touch. “What about yours?”
His laughter vibrates against my skin as he sucks a hickey just under the side of my jaw. “Mm, I’m not sure. We should probably go in and have a feel so you can get a good comparison.”
“Good thinking.”
Our chairs scrape against the cement of the balcony as we both get to our feet hastily, crashing into each other as soon as we’re standing. Flynn’s mouth is against mine, the rough stubble of hisfacial hair grating against my cheeks, his lips hot, the flavor of wine clinging to his tongue as he slips it into my mouth.
We stumble our way inside, tearing at each other’s clothes, shedding items one by one until we tumble onto his bed completely naked. My cock throbs against his, our skin touching in a million places, setting off fireworks throughout my body. Just like when we shamelessly humped on the beach, the piercing just under the head of his cock drags against mine, making my toes curl and my breath catch.
The smell of sunscreen and whiskey-scented soap mingle and go straight to my head, making me dizzy. Or maybe that’s the fact that Flynn is kissing me so intensely that I can’t manage to catch a proper breath. Fuck breathing. I’d rather choke on his tongue.
He thrusts against me, sticky trickles of his precum dripping from his cock onto mine, but not nearly enough to be completely comfortable.
“Do you have lube?” I manage to ask against his lips, and he chuckles.
“You think I came to a place like this unprepared?” he asks with a smirk on his kiss-swollen lips. “Hold tight.”
He crawls off me, striding bare-assed across the room to where his duffle bag is laying open onthe floor in front of the dresser. I prop my arms up behind my head and take in the view of his round, furry ass, swaying as he walks. When he bends over to rummage through his bag, my cock jerks, spilling precum.
Flynn straightens up with a bottle of lube in one hand and a foil-wrapped condom in the other. He arches an eyebrow in question, and I wrap my hand around the base of my cock, giving myself a fewslowstrokes as I nod my head.
His hard cock bounces between his thick thighs as he returns to the bed, tossing the condom and lube to me when he gets close. I catch both and then get up on my knees, grabbing him by the back of the neck and kissing him again as he climbs onto the bed. He lets me maneuver him onto his back, his larger body spread out underneath me.
“How do you like it?” I ask, positioning myself between his legs and reaching between us to palm his hard, heavy cock.
“However you want to give it to me,” he answers with a groan, thrusting into my hand.
Fuck. If they ever invent time travel, I’m going to send a note back to poor, lovesick, fourteen-year-old me and tell him to hang in there. One day he’ll have Flynn in ways his innocent mind never dreamed of. My cock jerks against the heat of his inner thigh as I grab the bottle of lube and squirt some onto my fingers.
He groans again, twisting his fingers around the bedsheets when I bring my slicked fingers between his legs and gently pet his tightly clenched hole. He spreads his legs wider, slowly softening to my touch until I’m able to push two fingers inside.
The unbearably tight heat that surrounds my fingers makes my balls tighten and my body ache. My hips jerk mindlessly, and I hump my cock against his thigh again, leaving streaks of sticky precum matting his thick, dark hair.
I work my fingers in and out, feeling his muscles soften around me, his rim loosening, and his body relaxing. He stares at me, into me, through me, our gazes locked, the only light filling the room coming from the massive, outside pool lights. The sound of laughter and music filters up through the air, but it barely reaches us, drowned out by the sound of our breathing and the wet noises my fingers make with every new thrust.
Flynn gropes blindly for the condom resting beside him on the bed. He tears it open with trembling fingers and then clumsily rolls it onto my cock.
“Put it in me,” he growls.
I want to make some sort of quip about his impatience, but my tongue feels too heavy to form the words. I ease my fingers out and wipe any leftover lube onto the bedspread before fallingforward to brace one hand next to his head, the other around the base of my cock to guide it to his hole.
FLYNN
I can’t even remember the last time I bottomed. It’s beenyears. The slicked, broad head of Real’s cock against my hole has my eyes rolling back and every inch of my body thrumming with electricity.
He’s sweet, being all gentle and cautious as he eases his way inside. But I’ve been waiting for this moment with him for too damn long, and the last thing I want is polite. I wrap my legs around him and arch up to force him deeper, the air whooshing noisily out of his lungs on a moan.
“Give it to me like you mean it, Real.”
He lets out a gasping laugh and slams the rest of the way in, filling me deep, stretching me to the point of delicious burning, making my toes tingle and my cock leak, my inner muscles clenching around him, desperate for more.
“Fuck,” he pants, pulling out and thrusting back in again, hard and fast, leaning in to kiss me at the same time, our foreheads and noses bumping, our lips moving together in a sloppy, hungry kiss.
I can feel every inch of his cock with each thrust, stretching me, filling me,owningme. Sweatforms on our skin despite the cool rush of air conditioning pumping through the vents in the room.
