“You don’t say.” I gave myself a few tugs, spreading the lube. Pleasure ebbed and flowed with each stroke. Would we fuck tonight, or not? Did it matter? As long as I was with him, it didn’t. “Come back here.” Holding my arm up, I wiggled my fingers.
He assumed his earlier position and rutted against me, our slick cocks slotting together. His brows tensed, and his jaw fell. “Oh, fuck, that feels good.”
“It does.” I seized his ass with one hand, digging my fingers into the round globes of muscle, and devoured him in hungry kisses while sparks shivered up my spine.
As we kissed and rubbed against each other, my cock grew sensitive. It was now or never. I broke the kisses and rasped, “Wren, can we…can I…?”
“Yes, please.” He spread his legs around my hips and shimmied higher over me, his dick at eye level. “Can you reach?”
“I can.” Grabbing the lube, I squirted more on my fingers and as my gaze found his, I reached between his legs and skimmed his hole.
“Oh, fuck.” Biting his lip, his eyes fluttered shut for a beat. “I want to fuck myself on you.”
“Yeah?” With a harsh pulse of pleasure, my cock bobbed off my stomach, dripping precum. “My dick likes that idea.” I slipped a finger inside his tight heat.
Gasping, his eyelids hooded, he said, “Just your dick?” He gave me a lazy smirk.
“No, but it had quite a reaction.” As I rubbed his prostate, I gauged his response.
He groaned, his brows wrinkling, and stroked his firm cock, twitching with each pass of my fingers.
“You’re so fucking hot, Wren.” How had I lived without this for four years? I snuck a second finger inside him, stretching him as my balls ached.
His gaze wound to mine. “So are you, Eli. You don’t have a clue how perfect you are for me.”
“Oh, I think I do.” With a soft chuckle, I continued stroking his insides, and his hole clenched around my finger.
“Fuck, stop. I almost came.” He dropped onto a straight arm, hovering over me, and then said, “I’m ready.”
I pulled my fingers from him. Holy hell, this would be good. I couldn’t wait to have him. “I’m ready too.” With a soft chuckle, my mouth curled into a grin.
“I bet you are.” He nudged my cockhead into his hole and slowly sat on my leaking cock. “Oh, fuck, so good, babe. It burns, but I love it.” His eyes glazed and his breath hitched as his balls rested against my stomach.
Grabbing his hips, pleasure swirled inside me, and I fought off climax. I had to hold it together. “D-don’t move for a sec, okay?” I gritted my teeth.
Propping himself on two straight arms, his hands by my head, he peeked at me, his bangs falling around his gorgeous gray eyes, dark with desire. “You’re that close?”
“I am.” I wiggled my hips, and sensitivity rushed to the surface. Fuck, that came on fast. “Kiss me?”
“I love kissing you, babe.” He lowered, my dick slipping from him a bit, and pressed his mouth against mine, giving me unhurried and deliberate kisses.
As I shifted a hand to his lower back, I slipped my tongue inside him and glided it along his, my heart filling with emotion. Never had I shared such a connection with someone. How was it possible? Our love never died. It was meant to be, and somehow the universe threw us back together. As my eyes stung, I dragged my mouth from his. “I think we’re soulmates.”
“Soulmates?” He lifted, pushing my cock deep inside him, and brushed the bangs from his forehead. “Yes, babe, I think you’re right.” Scraping his teeth across his lower lip, he skimmed his fingers along my chest and gave my nipple a light pinch. “Now, fuck me like you mean it, soulmate.” A wicked grin spread over his lips.
“You got it.” Snatching his hips, I thrust into him while he bounced over me, my hips slapping his ass.
“Oh God, oh fuck…” He groaned and panted, his stomach pebbling with goosebumps. “So fucking close, babe. Send me over the edge.”
I fisted his cock and milked him while my climax thundered to the brink in whole-body tingles. “Come, baby, come now.” As I tumbled into mind-numbing pleasure, my cock jerked and burst cum inside his clenching hole.
With gasp after gasp and his face tensing, mouth dropping open, his dick pulsated in my hand and spurts of cum landed on my chest and abs.
As it slowed, he slumped, his chest heaving with deep breaths. “I think I left my body for a second there.”
“Yeah? So did I.” With a chuckle, I relaxed my hold on his hips and peeked at the finger marks. Had I been gripping him that tightly? “Shit, I think I bruised you.”
He swayed his head and lifted his arms, peering down. “Yep, looks like you did.” Falling onto his elbows, he pressed a soft kiss on my lips. “It’s something to remember you and this night by.”
