“Constantine!”
“You were taking too long.”
“I don’t want to fucking hurt you.”
I reach up to his face and touch his cheek. “You won’t. Like you said, I was made for you.”
He pushes in, and I take a deep breath to adjust.
Inch by inch, Julius bottoms out, and he is right. I was made for him. I feel so full, and there’s this tingling under my skin, traveling all over my body.
“I need you to move, Julius.”
“Baby, give me a sec.”
His breathing is labored and his eyes are closed tight. When he opens them, it’s like I’m staring into the man I’m meant to be with for the rest of my life. It takes my breath away and tears build at the backs of my eyes.
I pull him closer because I don’t want him to see me cry if those stupid tears come out without permission.
“Constantine, I…”
“I know, baby. Show me.”
He pulls back slowly, making me gasp when he pushes back in. I’ve bottomed plenty of times, but it’s never been like this.
My ass burns so good. It’s never been this stretched. My cock is rock hard and leaking all over my stomach.
“God, you feel so good, Constantine. So warm. Tight. Perfect. I can’t hold out much longer. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t. I need this. Need you. We have until the morning to do everything else.”
He grunts against my neck, and I feel the pull of the skin between his lips. I won’t be able to hide that one because it’s too high up.
“You’re playing with fire, Julius.”
“I’m not playing, baby. I’m ready to get burned.”
“Don’t joke, Julius. My heart can’t take it.” And my brain is too far gone for this conversation when every time his dick brushes against my prostate, I feel like I’m soaring above the clouds.
“Let me take care of you, Constantine.”
Words become superfluous as we both moan and grunt our way toward orgasms, and as if he can read me like a recipe he created himself, Julius wraps his hand around my cock.
I fuck into his hand as he fucks into me until he spills his release into the condom. My orgasm follows, and I cry out his name.
I’m boneless and sated. My brain is switched off and don’t ask me what day it is. All I know is that when Julius leaves my body, I feel the absence in my bones. When he returns with a damp cloth to clean me, I realize I would do this again and again with him.
And when he pulls the bed covers over us and curls up around me, I know that I’m in love and the decision to stay in Stillwater permanently is no longer mine. My heart has decided it now belongs to this loyal gentle giant of a man with sexy dimples and a big dick.
Sleep takes me under and I’m dead to the world until light shines through the window. The weight I fell asleep under is still on me. Safe and warm.
I smile as I feel his cock pushing against my leg, which makes my dick react.
“Feels like a good morning for both of us,” he mumbles, still half-asleep. “How do you feel?”
“Like I was railed by a monster dick.”
He snorts.
