“Yeah, you are,” he says as he kisses me again before murmuring, “And this is your cock. All yours. Totally. Whenever you desire it. I’m at your fuckingmercy.”
His words and kisses are filled with sheer gratitude for the way I make him happy. Each push feels as though it’s dedicated to servingme.
We’ve passed those early fucks when the fire was beyond our control and we needed to push our bodies to reach that delicious end. We’ve passed the confessions and the revelations where the emotion and passion first ignited andsizzled.
We share so much more thesedays.
It’s a culmination of everything we’ve achieved together, a demonstration of the level of love and trust and deep appreciation we have for oneanother.
It’s showing him my dedication to him and feeling his expression of affection for me, something he’s not shy about sharing with me…something he bathes me with and I eagerly lap up because I never knew I could need it as much as I apparentlydo.
He slides his hand down my side, around to the small of my back, pulling gently as his tongue flicks across mine. My legs are angled on either side of his body as I pull them apart a little more, taking each push Eric offers. The adrenaline ignited by his familiar stimulation, which he must be able to tell by the way I smile and chuckle, has my nerves coursing with jolts ofpleasure.
He breathes intensely as he keeps me climbing higher andhigher.
“You said you want it in your ass, right?” he asks, his breath hitting the side of myface.
“Give it to me, Eric!” I’ll never understand why I need it the way I do, as though I won’t be able to bear existing if he doesn’t grant me this onething.
“Get on your knees,” he demands in a sternvoice.
He pulls out, and I hurry into position. He slides in behind me, pushing in while slipping a hand around to my abs and pulling me upright. I have my hand on my cock, but I’ve had to stop jerking to keep from shooting toosoon.
“There you go,” he says, pushing deep, delivering the thrust I need—the force, the power that hits just right and sends waves of relief rippling across myflesh.
I lean back farther until my back is against his chest. He tucks his face against the side of my neck, his nose trailing up and hitting against my ear as he keeps giving me that much-needed rushwithin.
The way he groans assures me he’s close. I tighten my hold on my dick, not stroking, not wanting to beat him to theend.
As I hear those familiar moans, combined with the rhythm of his body, my awareness that he’s climaxing makes me explode with him. I shoot more than usual, my cum flying through the air, across the sheets, a bit slamming against apillow.
“Wow,” Eric says as he checks out my impressiveshot.
“You just had me so workedup.”
He nestles his face against my cheek and offers a kiss, and I turn so my lips meethis.
We breathe together as I feel our muscles twisting and twitching, trembling, as we revel in what remains of that delicious high weshared.
Eric slides his hand around my hip, to my cock. He takes what cum remains and pulls it back for ataste.
“Mmmm,” he says, pulling mecloser.
My body shivers the way it might if I were recovering from a fever, and he holds me like he’s nursing me back tohealth.
His kisses are tender once again, his affection reminding me that I’m safe in his capable hands…not to mention satisfied…so fuckingsatisfied.
He slides out, and I lie across the sheet, avoiding mycum.
“Look at the mess I made,” Isay.
“Wemade thatmess.”
“Yes, wedid.”
“And we can clean it up in a second. You think we need another shower?” he jokes, simpering, which makes me burst intolaughter.
He rests his face near my crotch and takes my cock into his mouth, lapping up some of the cum and kissing and licking up my body, his warm, wet mouth only parting with my flesh for brief intervals. As he reaches my neck, he pulls back and gazes down at me, sliding his hand down to my thigh, then under. With his forefinger and middle finger, he massages myhole.
