It seemed like I recorded the music for hours, but in reality it was only about thirty minutes. It had been so long since the music swept me away and kept me prisoner to its demand and it felt unbelievably good. I was certain that I was smiling like a complete goober as I made my way back upstairs to the bedroom I shared with Ben last night.
I stood at the foot of the bed and stared at his sleeping form that was washed in the muted moonlight that snuck in past the miniscule spaces between the blinds. Ben was hugging my pillow as if he subconsciously knew I was gone and he missed me. The thought caused my heart to turn over in my chest, stutter to a stop, and finally beat again, albeit much faster than normal. I refused to think about why the sight of him missing me caused such internal conflict.
Enjoy the moment and quit looking for problems,I told myself. My brain instantly concocted a way that both Ben and I could enjoy the moment. I grabbed my tongue piercing off of the dresser where I left it and put it in. I climbed back on the bed and eased the covers down Ben’s long body. He was laying on his side facing me and looked so peaceful that I almost felt guilty for waking him. Almost.
I gently pulled the pillow from between his arms and snuggled myself against him in its place. A happy sigh slid from him as he wrapped his strong arms around me. I tucked myself beneath his chin and began to tease and toy with the flesh on his neck by alternating nibbles, licks, and gentle sucking. Ben groaned softly and I moved my mouth up to his strong jawline and followed along the line until I reached his ear. Ben’s arms wrapped around me even tighter when I began sucking his earlobe into my mouth.
“Xavier.” His sleep-roughened voice saying my name caused my heart to summersault inside my chest. “Babe.” That word and the reverent way he spoke it should’ve had me running for my life, but I couldn’t muster the gumption to leave this moment. Instead of running, it had me wanting to climb inside him and nestle up against his heart.
Ben’s erection pressed against my stomach demanding attention, but it would just have to wait. I wanted to take my time to learn every peak and valley of his stunning body. My good intentions were almost derailed when Ben slid his hand down the back of my boxers and began running his fingers up and down the crease of my ass.
Ben reached down with his free hand and pulled my thigh up so that it laid over his hip, bringing our erections into direct contact. Our matching moans of ecstasy echoed around the moonlit room. Ben cupped my ass and pulled my hips toward him at the same time he thrust in to me. It felt so good, that I nearly forgot why I started this seduction. I captured Ben’s lips in a hot, lazy kiss that had my toes curling and my dick leaking. Ben suddenly pulled back from the kiss and captured my chin between his thumb and first finger.
“You put your piercing in.” His eyes shone with his delight at the discovery.
“I wanted to wake you up with a blow job, but I got a little sidetracked.” I loved the way Ben’s gray eyes turned lighter with lust and at this point they were nearly iridescent in the dimly lit room.
“Babe,” there was that word again, “I might detonate at just the thought of you going down on me with those lips and using that tongue.” Ben pressed his finger to my lips and I sucked it into my mouth, rolling the metal ball all over the tip just like I planned to do to his cock. I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked the digit hard. “Jesus, Xavier.”
I felt his lust ripple through his body and it emboldened me to push him to his back so I could set about pleasing him with my tongue like we both wanted. If there was one thing I knew at that moment, it was that I had to taste Ben on my tongue. I would not let another second be wasted by my insecurities over my worthiness of his affection or my ability to handle emotional entanglements while recovering from drug addiction.
Ben worked my boxers down my ass and legs and I kicked them off to the side. He fisted both our cocks in his large hand and jacked them slowly while our mouths met in a chaotic vortex of need. The feel of his cock gliding against mine was so sensual, it had me on the brink of losing control and spilling in his hand. I released his lips and bit his pectoral muscle hard enough to pull a hiss out of him, but he released our cocks.
“I promise to make it up to you.” I eluded his hands that kept trying to pull me back up. I kissed the mark I made on his skin then continued to learn every muscle and sinew as I kissed my way down to his proud cock.
I made a deliberate show of sticking my tongue out as far as it would go so he could get a good look at what he’d been fantasizing about since the night of the stakeout. Just as slowly, I lined the metal ball to the magic spot just beneath the head of his cock. I sucked Ben’s crown inside my mouth and circled my tongue around so that the ball massaged the spot just right.
“Fuck!” Ben’s exalted cry made me want to extract more lust-crazed sounds from him. I relaxed my throat muscles and slid his length all the way inside my mouth until my nose was pressed to his trimmed hair and my tongue teased the base of his cock. “Jesus, Xavier. Fuck ... that’s ... oh my god ... good.”
I let his dick slide out of my mouth with a wet plop. “I’m just getting started.” I laid flat on the bed between his sprawled legs. The super soft sheets felt great against my sensitive dick. “Reach behind you and grab the headboard and anchor yourself down so that you don’t float away.” Ben grabbed two fistfuls of my hair instead. “That’ll work too.”
I worked his cock up and down, alternating my pace from fast and hard to slow and sensual. Ben writhed beneath me, his every cry of pleasure ratcheting up my own desire. I found myself rubbing my erection against the bed beneath me at the same pace that I blew Ben. I felt his wide-spread legs trembling on either side of me, which matched the quaking in my own body. We were both on the cusp of orgasm and the smallest touch would send us both over.
I palmed his firm balls in my hands and gave them a gentle tug. Ben raised his legs up and placed his feet on my shoulders and started thrusting his hips and fucking my mouth at the pace he wanted. I felt his nails digging into my scalp as his excitement reached the precipice. One more pull of his balls and he tipped over the edge and filled my mouth with his earthy essence.
I came all over the sheets like a randy teenager the second his first shot splashed across my tongue. I bathed his softening dick with my tongue until I was satisfied that I licked him clean. I looked up once I was finished and found those hot, intense eyes locked on me.
“Come here,” he said huskily.
I climbed on top of him and he held me against his chest. “Give me a second and I will return the favor,” he whispered against my temple.
“Too late. I got too excited and made a horrible mess all over the sheets.” My ridiculous confession made me laugh in spite of the embarrassment.
“Damn, that’s hot,” Ben said, wrapping his arms tighter around me.
“It is?”
“Fuck yeah, it’s hot. You getting so worked up over exciting me that you came all over the bed is the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.” Ben’s hands lazily stroked my back up and down while he moved to get us in a more comfortable position. “Okay, I just found your wet spot with my leg and it kind of takes the sexy out of it.” Ben’s laugh rumbled in his chest beneath my ear. It was a sound I wanted to get used to. “Do you happen to know where extra sheets are kept? I have no problem changing them.”
“Sure do. Gray sent me a text after the wedding and told me where I could find the extra bed linens. You know, just in case.”
“Smart fucker.”
Instead of getting up to change the sheets, I snuggled closer to Ben, letting the sound of his heartbeat and his warmth lull me back to sleep.
THE SMELL OFfresh coffee and sausage woke me from a deep sleep, or it might have been the massive ball of orange fur that was standing on my back and massaging my bare shoulders with his paws. I gently rolled to my side and Oliver sidled up and peered down at me.Meow. I scratched his ears and Oliver closed his eyes and purred loudly.
“You’re a handsome boy, Oliver.” I laughed at myself for talking to the cat as I dug my fingers in just a little harder. Chase and Gray talked to Oliver like he was a person and often swore he knew what they were saying. I wasn’t convinced, but I did know from the previous time I kitty sat that he was a very smart animal. “You already know that don’t you, buddy?”
