“Yeah?” I asked, stroking him as if there was no end to his pleasure. “You like it?”
And without any warning, he answered my questions by driving his ass up into my hips, taking my cock as deep as humanly possible. Needing more leverage, I dropped his ankles, putting my hands on either side of his head. I reached for theedge of the mattress behind him and pulled tight, thrusting my body into his so quickly, his head made a loudthudas it smacked into the headboard. “Shit,” I cursed, moving one hand to cup his head. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” The light shining softly in his eyes as he looked up at me altered something in me. No longer in need of that raw animalistic dominance over him, I slowed my hips, reveling inthe pleasure of his slick heat. Shifting my weight once more, I moved my other hand from the mattress and held his face in my hands. Kissing him passionately, the motion of my tongue matched the rhythm of my hips. My dick swelled as the ebb and flow of our bodies pulled us so far down into an ocean of pleasure in which we were both destined to drown if we didn’t come up for air soon.
Chase grabbedmy ass, pressing my body into his. “I like you fast,” he stated plainly, letting the pleasure light up his gorgeous face. “And I like you slow,” he added, before plunging his tongue into my mouth. “Just being here with you in any way possible is more than I could have asked for.”
Something about the raw edges of his words threw me into overdrive, and not just physically. His words mirrored myfeelings. In that moment, I didn’t care about how he got here, or the fact that he entered my house as if he’d owned it. All I cared about was being with him. And with that realization, I stopped caring about how I moved.
I just did.
I lost myself in the motion of our bodies, in the slide of our skin, in the taste of our kiss.
The orgasm I tried so hard to keep at bay just minutes ago builtat the base of my spine, sending electrical pulses racing across my skin. “There you are.” Chase’s voice reached my ears in some kind of hazy fog. “I knew you were in there somewhere.” As I opened my eyes, his smiling face met my gaze. “I was wondering when you were going to stop worrying about what you were doing.” Raking his nails along my back, he clawed at my skin lightly, igniting the fire alreadysimmering at the surface of my skin.
“Fuck, Chase. God, your ass. I’m not going to last much longer.”
Digging his fingers into the flesh of my ass, he whispered, “Let go.”
As if I needed his permission, I did. My body moved without having to think about what to tell it. I took his body as if it belonged to me, his mouth as if he needed my kisses to live.
With his legs wrapped around my hips,I fucked him, my orgasm taking me by surprise so suddenly my body actually shook. “Holy fuck,” I muttered as I crashed into his chest.
“Yeah, I’ll say,” he echoed, combing his hands through my hair. But the feeling of his cock pressing into my stomach had a far more serious effect on me.
“You won’t have much to say in a few minutes.” Looking up at him through my post-sex haze, I promised somethingin my words that I only hoped my actions could live up to.
As if drawn together by some primal magnetism, my lips were on his cock within a second. Lapping up the first drops of his impending orgasm, I swirled my tongue around his broad, swollen crown. His fingers gripped at the quilt, as if that would stave off the pleasure he was afraid to feel. “Not so fast, Mr.Just let everything go andbe yourself,” I joked, pulling the fabric out from his fierce grip. “Now it’s your turn to let go.”
Without having to say anymore, he did just what I told him. He let go, his hips flying up off the mattress just enough to make me choke on his length. “Oh fuck,” he called out when his tip hit the back of my throat.
Steadying him with my hands, I held his hips in place and took him as deep asI could, over and over again. “Noah, fuck. Noah,” he cried, my name sounding as if it were made of equal parts of pleasure and pain. “I can’t….”
His words faded away, echoing off the walls. His body stilled, the last drops of his pleasure trickling down my throat. After pressing my wet lips to the deep V cut into his hip, I looked up at him. “Whatever you think it is youcan’t,” I mirrored hiswords from just seconds ago, “you can. And holy fuck, you just did.”
It was impossible not to smile at him, my lips parting just enough to let a small bubble of laughter escape. “So did you,” he returned playfully. Reaching for my upper arms, he said, “Get up here.” Resting on my elbow, I lay next to him, waiting for whatever words were waiting on his plump, full lips to fall. “I’m sorry.”
Those certainly were not the words I expected. “For? Amazing sex? Letting me suck your dick?”
He choked on his laughter before rolling to his side. “No,” he finally said when his chest settled. Something serious set in on his face, furrowing his brows. “For breaking in. For making the assumption—”
“Okay, fine. You may have assumed.” I cut him off. “But look.” Letting my eyes travel down betweenour naked bodies, I tried my best to point out the obvious. “Clearly I was an easy target.” We laughed, freely, easily. “And I wouldn’t call it breaking in, but maybe next time give me a call ahead of time.”
“Deal,” Chase agreed, holding out his fist waiting for my agreement. I laughed, but did as he asked, like some kind of teenage girl pinky swear thing. Suddenly, I became acutely aware ofthe condom that definitely needed my attention.
When I came back into the room, which couldn’t have been more than five minutes later, Chase was in his sweats, curled up in the bed, snoring lightly.
Though there was part of me that felt like him spending the night wasn’t the right thing to do, there was an even larger part of me that simply didn’t care.
I was done doing what was I thought wasright, what I thought I should be doing.
What felt right at this point was curling up in bed right next to him and letting the night turn into day.
So that’s just what I did.
