“I’ll take that as a yes,” he tells me, sliding down the board shorts he’s wearing overthem.
The bands are slim at the sides, revealing more of his thighs than I’ve seen him share, except when he’s nude. And the gray fabric cups his ass, showing off that perfect, perky figure of his. I grab the hem of his shirt. “Come on. Give me the full show,” I say as I pull it over his head, and he raises his arms, so willing, so submissive to mywill.
“Yes, that’s good. Real good.” My voice lowers to offer the compliment, some menacing part of me that doesn’t give a damn about this suit as much as the desire it’s filled me with…to take my man right here andnow.
Jesse tugs at the waistband and pulls the fabric at the base of his ass, as though he’s uneasy in what little he’swearing.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, wanting to hear him sayit.
“Does it seem like too little? Do I looksilly?”
“Nothing about your body is silly,Jesse.”
As his gaze meets mine, what uneasiness I detected dissipates, and I’m happy if my insistence offered him some relief in thatdepartment.
“It looks amazing,” Iadd.
“Thanks. Ty helped me pick it out. Oh, is that weird?” His cheeks turn pink. “Probably a little, at least,right?”
I laugh at the innocence, as well as the truth, of his remark. “We have to have a sense of humor by now, don’twe?”
“I guessso.”
“And also take advantage of the moments alone we have together.” I step to him, and he’s just staring into my eyes. “I like when you get like this. Like in one of those old movies when a snake hypnotizes its prey…like you’d bend to my will in whatever way Iwanted.”
I run the back of my forefinger between his pecs, down to the ridge in the middle of his torso, making my way to hisnavel.
“How do you want me to bend to your will right now?” he asks, not pulling his gaze frommine.
I slide my finger around to his side, gripping before moving toward him, our mouths crashing together as we hurry toward the bed. There’s this burn within me, the sting of not being able to get him out of even this little piece of fabric fast enough. We move recklessly, him helping me stripdown.
Fire and passion commingle as worlds collide, and the violence of the turbulent, frenzied fit crashes before erupting and spreading to cover every corner of our blendedsouls.
When I’m finally naked, which feels as though it takes an eternity, I throw him down on the bed. I pounce on top of him as we enjoy each other’s bodies with our mouths. I feel my fingers around those thick muscles of his, so much thicker than when we firstmet.
My strong man, inside andout.
I kiss down his body, my lips and tongue maneuvering over the ridges of his abs as I make my way to his navel, then head farther down to his cock. I take a whiff of his smell before I lick up his shaft, tasting salt from our time in the ocean, and then as I reach the head, I get a taste of that precum he’s dripping with. I take his cock into my mouth, working him up as he cups his hand against the back of my head, encouraging me along with his movements as well as the moans that assure me of how satisfied he is with all the ways I’ve learned to please hisbody.
I work him up before heading to thenightstand.
“Where are you going?” heasks.
“Getting thelube.”
“Oh, come on. We know you can give me a littlespit.”
“Considering how I want to fuck you, you’re gonna want plenty oflube.”
As I grab the bottle, I hear him chuckle, but when I turn to him, he must catch my expression since his sobers right up. “Oh, you weren’t kidding, wereyou?”
“Not even a little bit,” I say as I return tohim.
He slides back on the bed. “Well, better give you plenty of room to work thismagic.”
I crawl onto the mattress and prep my dick. Jesse holds his legs back for me, allowing me to slide on in with him adjusting to my girth, the way he’s gotten so good at. Taking my time at first, we work together, kisses and licks distracting us from the time he needs to takeme.
“How’s that feel?” I askhim.
