I swallow his cock to the root and swirl my tongue around the shaft and head as I pull back to the tip. As horny as he is, I can get him off right now and he’ll be ready to come again while he’s riding me.
Better yet, it’ll take him longer to come a second time, meaning more time for me to spend watching him riding me.
I’m not a selfish lover with him. Not at all. I am, however, a greedy one. I want everything from him, and want to give him everything I can when we’re together like this.
Because I always feel a little guilty there are a few things I have to hold back.
Like the grip of old promises and my wounded heart.
Fortunately for me, he’s got a lot of patience.
I settle in and reach up with both hands, finding his nipples and resuming my torture of them while he squirms and moans beneath me. I bring him to the edge several times before letting him cum, the sound of his pleasure helping to drive the darkness a little farther from my soul.
Once he’s lying there, breathing heavily and recovering, I climb him and straddle him, kissing him with his taste still on my tongue. “Baaaaby,” I softly croon as I sit up.
He reaches up and hauls me back down to him, desperately kissing me. “I love you, Liam.”
I freeze, watching his eyes for any signs of him maybe not fully understanding what he said.
We’ve said everything but those words to each other. The first night we ate dinner together, it was a subject we discussed. We agreed we didn’t need to say that to have a relationship together.
That when we finally said it, we’d mean it and not ever take it back.
But my boy’s brains are squarely in his skull right now, and he’s obviously waiting for me to respond…somehow.
I kiss him again. “I love you, too.” It’s the first time I’ve said it to someone in a romantic way since…
Well, since back then.
Since the last time I said it to someone, and got my heart crushed in the process.
Relief fills his gaze. “You scared me for a moment there, Master.”
“Sorry. I wanted to make sure you weren’t all subspacey.”
He brushes his thumb over my lips. “I know what I’m saying.”
I kiss him again, relief washing through me. “Good. Because I don’t want to take it back.”
He helps me strip and, moments later, he’s sheathed me in a condom and is grinding up and down on my cock while staring into my eyes. My hands settle on his hips, fingers gripping him tightly, my heart and soul feeling lighter than they have in over eight years. “I love you, baby.”
Now that I’ve said it, I want to keep saying it.
He smiles and goes still, leaning in to kiss me. “I love you, too. I’m not going anywhere, Liam. I promise. Not unless you’re with me.”
Sudden tears prickle my eyes and I quickly blink them away, but not before he sees and nuzzles my nose. “You lead, I’ll follow, Master. Anywhere.”
Clamping a hand around the back of his neck, and with the other gripping his ass, I grind up into him as we kiss, desperately needing thisrightnow.
Desperately needing him and the calm he brings to my brain.
The way he quiets the storms in my soul.
I can see myself possibly spending the rest of my life with this man, but it’s too soon. Not when I spent seven years loving a man who ghosted, and the years before meeting Daniel mourning that loss.
And Daniel’s already told me he’s reluctant to ever get married.
I fuck him and revel in the way his cock hardens between us again. Flipping us over so he’s on his back, and without dislodging my cock from his ass, I hike his legs up and pound into him, zeroing in on his sweet spot and taking short thrusts so my cock glides over it with every stroke.
