“Do you like that?” he whispered in my ear while rubbing both nipples.
“Yes,” I said, nearly crying from the sensation of both his hands on me while he continued grinding against my cock.
He kissed me while he continued playing with my body until I moaned in his mouth, which he really seemed to like, because he yanked his pants down, and then he did the same to mine. He lowered himself, pressing our bodies together, and then he continued grinding. His hard cock rubbing mine was a pleasure I didn’t expect. My breathing grew heavier, and his body started to feel a little too good where he pushed hardest. “Sterling,” I breathed, “I think I’m gonna?—”
Sterling stopped grinding and lowered himself to my dick. “Go ahead and come all over yourself. I’ll clean it up for you,” he said, kissing my inner thigh. He took my cock in his hand and stroked again.
My hips bucked at his touch, and I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle the moan that came out as I squirted all over myself, just like he told me to. I thrusted into his hand to savor his touch. I never wanted the moment to end.
When he was sure I was finished, he released my spent dick and got to work cleaning me up, pressing his warm tongue against my body to lick up my semen.
I watched him in awe, at risk of getting hard again just from this view. Nobody had ever been so sensual with me before. I hadn’t had sex with many people who I had known longer than I’d known Sterling, which was sad, because I had only known him for a week.
Sterling crawled up to lie beside me, sliding his hand around my torso while smirking at me. “How was that?” he asked. Even the way his hand caressed the dip of my waist was more intimate than I was used to.
“Fuck, Sterling. I—I’ve never…”
His smile grew at my lack of a coherent response. He leaned in to kiss me again, and I held his face to kiss him back. Gods, I was in trouble. I liked him before this, but every new thing about him was better than the last.
My hand snuck down to his big, hard cock. He moaned as I massaged his pre-cum around the tip, and then I worked my hand down his shaft. He slid his arm beneath me to keep me close to him while I jerked him off. I liked feeling like he wantedmeclose tohim, and not just my hand close to his dick.
I pressed my cheek against his warm skin, savoring the way his sweaty chest rose and fell with his increasing breaths, loving the pleasure my hand gave him. The pleasureIgave him.
“I like you a lot, Sterling,” I whispered against his neck, sliding my hand to the base of his cock.
He moaned before answering, and then he put his other arm around me to hold me even closer. “I like you too, Cassian.” He pulled me into a kiss, moaning at my touch when our lips met.
I was determined to make this as good for him as it was for me. I slid down his chest and rested between his legs, keeping his hard cock in my hand. He propped himself up to watch me go down on him, taking his dick as deep in my mouth as I could, using my hands for the rest of it. His head rolled back and he bit back a moan as I worked his gorgeous cock with my mouth, sucking and licking and swallowing until his breathing became rapid.
“Cassian—I’m about to come—” he said, his voice strained beneath his pleasure.
“Come in my mouth,” I said around the head of his dick, and then I slid it along my tongue.
His breathing turned into long, desperate sighs as his cock started throbbing, shooting its warm salty load into my mouth. He rested his hand on the back of my neck while I bobbed up and down, using both hands and my mouth to make it as good as I could. “Cassian…” he moaned.
There was no better sound than Sterling moaning my name while he orgasmed in my mouth. I took in the sight of his naked body while I finished him. I’d never been with anyone thisgorgeous before. The sheen of sweat over his dark skin gave him an ethereal bronze glow in the low firelight. Dark hair trailed up the center of his abdomen, and the wavy hair around his face perfectly framed his expression of pleasure.
I slid my hand up his stomach when I finished, sitting up to kiss him once on the lips. He smiled at me, taking me around the waist to pull me back down to bed with him.
“That was much better than a warming spell,” he said, scooping me against his chest again to snuggle me close. “Either way, you’re very talented.”
I giggled. “So are you.”
He kissed my shoulder and rubbed my back, and I couldn’t help wondering if he actually liked me as much as I liked him.
It seemed obvious in the aftermath that he just wanted to warm up, and I felt so stupid for telling him in the heat of the moment that I liked him a lot. He’d hardly said it back.
“I won’t tell anyone about this,” I said, keeping my head beneath his chin so he wouldn’t see my expression.
“Thank you,” he said.
I squeezed my eyes shut. What a stupid mistake. I knew I would catch stronger feelings, and just like everyone else, he would be done with me now that he got what he wanted.
“You’re like a waking dream,” he said.
I hesitated. “What?” I asked through laughter.
“You’re a handsome man and a gorgeous woman in one. I didn’t know they made people like you,” he said.
