“You know what I want?” I shook my head as best I could.
“I want to own you in here, but I also want to own you out there in the real world. I want you to be mine and only mine, and I want you to remember it always. You’re mine, Jay. As of right now, you’re mine. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, Ethan. I’ve never wanted anything more.”
At that moment, Ethan finally lifted his hips and sank down on to my raging cock. I was too close, but not close enough. His words had hit a chord deep in my soul, and it rang with the truth I had never known about myself. I wanted to belong to someone else. I didn’t want them to run my life, but I wanted to know that I was taken, spoken for. I wanted to be owned. And now I wanted nothing more than for him to mark me as his and only his in some way and I wanted to do the same with him. It might sound archaic or animalistic, but it felt true to my bones.
He felt hot as fire, engulfing me, owning me. He rode me slowly at first, but then he went faster and faster, pushing me to my limits, then backing off. Over and over, he edged me with his body and his filthy moans.
One of his hands had moved to his cock, working it in time with his movements, but the other hand had stayed holding onto my chain. He was using is likea collar, holding me in place for his pleasure. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but he had said to keep my hands in place. This was a new game we were playing, but I knew the rules already. Ethan was in charge.
Finally, he started moving faster and faster, obviously chasing his own orgasm and bringing me along for the ride. Right when I couldn’t take anymore and moaned my own release, Ethan growled out and came all over me, covering my belly and chest with ropes of his cum. He even managed to hit my chin. Mmmm.
When he was done, Ethan scooped up some of his cum with his fingers and held them out to me. Not thinking even for a second, I opened my mouth and let him feed it to me. It was all kinds of filthy, but I loved it.
Feeling like I could get away with it now, I let my arms come down to grab him and pull him to me, flipping us, so I was on top of him now. His surprised expression turned to desire just before I kissed him deep and fed some of his cum back to him while we kissed. We stayed kissing like that for a long time, dirty and wet, but oh so happy. Eventually, we both got up, stripped, and took a shower together. Afterward, we had quiche, which was delicious and fruit. Luckily, Ethan had taken the quiche out of the oven before he’d woken me up.
We worked together to clean up after dinner, and it was nice and relaxing. There was no awkwardness, just sensual looks, casual touches, and more kisses than I could count. After cleanup, we watched a movie while snuggled in bed together and eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms.
As first dates went, it had been perfect.
