“I bet you do. And that’s how I prefer yours too.” He kisses my neck and moves down. I can read him so well that I know what he’s doing, and I’m not going to fight him at all onthis.
Soon, he’s on his knees between my legs, his lips locked around my shaft as he bobs his head up and down. I thread my fingers through his hair. “Suck that cock. Give me what Ineed.”
And hedoes.
My encouraging moans seem to make him more determined to keep satisfying me. He takes his time, sliding his tongue back and forth across the bottom of my shaft. He’s savoring it, worshipping it. My dick expands, throbs in his mouth, filling it. Jesse’s hand joins in the action, and he moves with such deliberate effort, having amassed all this knowledge about my cock through the time he’s spent treasuringit.
I grab onto either side of his head. “Hey, hey. Come on. I want to enjoy you a bit more before I shoot my load inyou.”
“Sorry. I’m greedy for cum thesedays.”
“Well, you got a little on your lip there,” I notice, reaching down and sliding my thumb across the drippage, pushing it into his mouth, against histongue.
He seals his mouth around my thumb and sucks gently, closing his eyes, his expression the way it might be if he was enjoying a particularly deliciousdessert.
He swallows before releasing his lips’ tight grip from around my thumb, then crawls up my body. He makes a fierce expression, determined, like some sort of predator in the wild, then lurches forward and licks my abs. He moves with a haste that shows me just how hot his lust for meis.
“I want it…in my mouth…” he says between kisses and licks as he heads up my chest. “…on my face…on my body…” When we’re face-to-face, he says, “…in myhole.”
I growl. “Is that where you want ittonight?”
“We can start there, and then I can work on covering the other placestoo.”
I enjoy a full laugh. “That’s my ambitiousboyfriend.”
I seize a kiss and roll, pushing him back onto the bed. He goes easily, willingly, submitting completely to mydesire.
“Fill me up, Mr. Westright,” hewhispers.
“I intend to, Mr.Morgan.”
5
Jesse
It’s sointense when we’re together like this, how Eric sets my body on fire with his touch and puts my nerve endings on edge as he makes me feel so desired, so needed, so safe in his love. It definitely doesn’t hurt the way he’s hitting my prostate, sliding across that sweet spot again andagain.
How could I have lived so much of my life not having known thispleasure?
I arch my back as Eric holds my legs in place in the crooks of his arms. On his knees, looking determined as ever, he leans back, something I can tell he does to get deeper insideme.
“Kiss me,” I beg, because I miss him being close tome.
He obeys, granting me all the kisses I need in the moment. He nips and nibbles at my bottomlip.
“How does it feel?” heasks.
“Terrific. You’ve got me right on the brink…I can hardly stand it. I’m leaking so fuckingmuch.”
It’s that sort of high that’s almost painful because of how close I am to reaching the end but not quite there. However, from the experiences I’ve had like this, I know perfectly well that a few movements too quick and Eric will take me there, send me calling out as my body is ravaged by intense, potentsatisfaction.
He glances down to see his work, how much he’s got me dripping onto my abdomen, andsnickers.
“You proud of yourself?” Iask.
“Yeah. What about you, Jesse? You like bottoming forme?”
“Ilovebottoming for you. I’m your big greedy power-bottom.”
