His gaze rises, and he studies my face.
There’s this urge in me, so powerful, like my body’s magnetized to him, and as I lean into him, his gaze fixates on my mouth. It’s the only invitation I need before I move quickly, pressing my lips against his.
Pure intense fire tearing from where our lips touch, rushing through my body.
Fuck, this is what he was depriving me of by not taking my mouth when he had the chance?
I gasp from the intensity as he rests his hand against the side of my face, pulling me closer, his tongue sweeping into my mouth as he demonstrates he’s just as good with his tongue as he is with that cock. I hook an arm around him, craving him, needing him. This moment releases me from everything else. I’m fucking free as long as our mouths are together.
Eventually, he pulls away. “I thought you said no kissing.” He smirks, giving me hell about that bullshit rule I made.
“Well, I’m clearly full of shitty ideas, so fuck that.”
I take his mouth again, and we share sloppy, messy kisses as I roll onto him, straddling his legs, cupping his face withmy hands as I take everything he’s willing to give me. I have so many regrets, but in this moment, I just regret not letting him have this mouth as much as he wanted that first time we fucked.
Now all I want is to chase away the demons raised by that horrible story about meeting his mother. And the truth about his monster of a father.
Matteo’s hands grip my sides, steadily moving lower, and desire pools through me. I scoot into his lap, rocking my hips, feeling his hard girth.
Fuck, I hope this is leading where I think it is…
15
MATTEO
As I rubmy firm cock against that ass, his kisses intensify.
Maybe it wasn’t such a shitty idea to make kissing off-limits because now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t know how to pry myself away from his delicious mouth.
Being around Alexei today has been an emotional roller coaster. Starting my day with confusion, then sharing my darkest pain, and now letting all that fade to the background as I’m lost in pleasure, his passionate kiss luring me far away from my troubles.
The awkward position we’re in makes us clumsy, chuckling as he repositions so he’s on his back, his legs hooked around me as I rub my crotch against him. It reminds me of that night, opening him up, watching his expressions when I discovered his prostate. Pleased that I could take what was one of the most stressful nights of his life and turn it into one of the most fun.
I’m not thinking, only going off instinct as I seize his wrists, pinning them at his sides. “Alexei,” I say in a breath, pulling my lips away from his mouth and nibbling at his neck.
Before I have a chance to ask—beg—for him to let me take him, he says, “Fuck me, Matteo. Please.”
There’s nothing funny about this, yet I find myself releasing a nervous chuckle, like my body’s so relieved this is really gonna happen. I need the release of all this tension.
I trail kisses down his neck, my nose running along his flesh as I reach his Adam’s apple and take it between my teeth, offering a soft lick. As I continue kissing down him, I relax my grip against his wrists. I move one hand to the hem of his henley, lifting it up to his neck so I can bury my face against his chest. I bite his pec, then run my tongue along his flesh to his nipple, swirling my tongue around the rim. He arches his back, and I glide my hand over his abs, around his side, to the small of his back as I tease his nipple with my tongue. My cock is painfully hard, and I can feel myself leaking in my boxers.
“Goddammit, you’re addictive,” I confess before teasing his nipple some more. His body quivers beneath me as he releases a soft moan.
I kiss down his torso, taking my time as I crawl backward, exploring his abdomen with my mouth as though my tongue’s trying to memorize the grooves between his muscles. I grip the flesh near his navel between my teeth, tugging gently before continuing to the fly of his pants. I pop the buttons, then slide his pants down until I see the head of his cock poking out of the waistband of his boxers. My lips and tongue get a little rest as I pull his pants and boxers down, exposing his gorgeous shaft.
Gorgeous?
Never thought that about a dick before, but I’d never considered what I’m thinking about now before Alexei. I’m so curious, so intrigued, knowing it’ll surely taste as good as the rest of him, so I lean down and run my tongue up along the side. Relief courses through me, as though this is a desire my body’s always had and I just never knew. His cock pulses, lifting from his abs, giving me a chance to explore it with my tongue.
“Please don’t tease it like that,” Alexei says. “That’s too cruel. Fuck.”
“I’m not planning to be cruel.”
It’s a fucking promise.
I’m surprised by my words, but I fully intend to stand by them. And if Alexei was able to take a cock in his ass during his first time with a man, surely I can try this.
I kiss the soft flesh under the head of his cock, allowing the head into my mouth. Something about this feels so natural, so right. I steadily allow more of him in, feeling his flesh against the walls of my mouth, along my tongue. I slide it in and out subtly, getting a feel of what it would be like to really be going at it on a man’s cock. Feels as though we’ve been doing things backward, starting with fucking and now learning about these other ways to pleasure Alexei.
