Once I found my rhythm, he released my ass and I missed the feel of his hands on my body. They weren’t gone long though, and when they returned, a few of his fingers were slicked with lube. I’m not sure what incoherent ramblings left my mouth when his finger first slipped inside my tight entrance to tease my prostate as he blew me.
“Jesus, Gabe,” were the only two words I recognized. Then he breached my hole with two fingers and it felt so damn good I nearly forgot how to breathe. “Gabe,” I said pleadingly.
Gabe slid his fingers from my ass and I could hear him ripping the condom wrapper open before he rolled it on his cock. Once he was ready, he pulled his mouth off of my cock and scooted me down until I hovered above his erection. He slid a hand between my legs and held his cock steady while I lowered myself down on him.
I loved the slight bite and burn as my ass stretched to accept his penetration. Gabe’s lashes lowered over irises so dark with want that they appeared black, as if he savored the connection we shared. His brilliant eyes opened once more when I began to move and he watched every roll of my hips as I rode his cock. Then I moved my hands behind me to rest on his strong thighs and parted my knees wide so he could watch his cock disappearing inside of me.
“So hot.” He shifted his eyes back up to my face as he reached down and fisted my cock. “Eyes on me,” he said when mine started to close.
I felt my resolve to take things slower fade as my orgasm built inside me. Gabe grabbed my hips and rolled me to my back. He slipped his arms beneath my legs and placed them up over his shoulders before he held my ass in a death grip.
“It’s been too long since I’ve had you, Josh. I can’t do slow right now.” He almost sounded apologetic and I might’ve laughed if I wasn’t feeling just as desperate.
“Fuck!” I shouted as he started to pound in and out of me. “Gabe.” I gripped his biceps and held on for dear life as he fucked me hard enough to slam the headboard against the wall, repeatedly. The way he tagged my prostate felt so good I could’ve cried.
“Stroke you cock,” he demanded, which told me he was close and didn’t want to come before me.
I felt his eyes on my hand as I worked my cock up and down. It didn’t take long before an orgasm exploded inside of me so strong that every molecule of my being was affected. Gabe released my legs and collapsed on top of me once the last drop of cum fell from my cock. He gathered me close and captured my mouth in a fierce kiss as he rode my ass hard. When he came, I held him tight against me, capturing his gasps and groans in my mouth.
I felt alive for the first time since he walked out of my salon. I wasn’t foolish enough to think it was the last argument we would have, but I felt we would be smarter when it happened again. I didn’t want to think about future fights or anything else besides holding onto the happiness I felt at being pinned to the bed by a guy who probably weighed close to a hundred pounds more than me.
“Am I squishing you?” Gabe’s question was panted into my ear.
“Huh uh,” I replied.
Gabe lifted up and braced his weight on his forearms. He looked at me skeptically through eyes that showed how content he felt. He lifted a hand and brushed my hair off of my forehead tenderly.
“Come back down here,” I said tugging on his arms.
“How about we take a shower to get cleaned up and then I’ll help you clean the kitchen before I go home.” I didn’t like the sound of him going home, but I understood it. As much as I wanted him to stay, I also needed time to absorb the new changes in my life.
“Sounds perfect.”
I lingered in the shower a lot longer with Gabe than I would’ve if I had been alone. I had a lot of fun touching his soapy, wet body and he seemed to enjoy doing the same to me. The only thing wetter and hotter than the temperature of the water were the kisses we shared. It didn’t take long for our bodies to recover from our recent orgasms and our erections looked like dueling swords not long after we slipped beneath the spray.
Gabe coated his hand with shower gel then fisted our cocks together and began stroking them. Gasps for air and moans of pleasure echoed throughout the enclosed shower as he jerked us to orgasm again. I collapsed against the cold tiled wall when he was finished, certain that my legs had turned into jelly.
“You ruined me,” I told him.
“For other men? I sure hope so,” he said arrogantly.
“I was thinking about the run I had planned in the morning, but you might also be right.”
Gabe tugged me into his arms then slapped my ass playfully. “I adore that mouth of yours. So full of sass.”
It was a good thing he liked it because that part of me was never going away. There were several things I knew I could work on to make things go smoother between us, but I refused to alter my personality, just as I wouldn’t ask that of him.
True to his word, Gabe helped me carry the dishes from the table to the kitchen with the intent to help me clean up the dinner mess. His cellphone rang in his pocket midway through the cleanup. He looked at the caller ID and said, “It’s Adrian.” He grinned as he tapped the button to answer the phone. “Hey, partner. What’s up?” The smile slid off of Gabe’s face. “I’m sorry, man. I was in the shower. What’s wrong?” Gabe listened intently to whatever Adrian said. “Did he make it?” He heard my sharp intake of breath and reached out a hand to calm me. “I’ll be there in ten minutes or less, Adrian.”
“What happened?” I asked as soon as he ended the call.
“Rocky Beaumont was involved in a serious car accident just outside of town,” Gabe told me. I couldn’t tell by his facial expression or his tone if Rocky had survived. “It doesn’t look good,” he said somberly. “Let me help you finish…”
“No,” I said, cutting him off. “You go do what you need to and I’ll finish the cleanup.” I pulled him down for a quick kiss. “Will Buddy be okay tonight? Do you need me to do something for him?” Gabe’s eyes had been all business seconds before, but softened with my gesture.
“He has plenty of food, water, and the full run of the house so he’ll be okay while I’m gone.” He lowered his forehead to mine. “Thank you for understanding and for offering to look after Buddy. I am sorry to run out on you.”
“It’s fine. Just be careful, okay?” I breathed him in one last time and stepped away so that I wouldn’t hold him up any longer. “I do like you after all.”
