That surprise fled, my body relaxed again, and he pushed just a bit more. I knew what he was doing. I'd done it myself, but it felt different on this side. It felt like I was helpless, but that was ok. This was Cyan. I let my eyes close as he kept going, filling my body, my ass stretching around him. My balls were so damned tight. My pulse was pounding through my dick, and I hoped he'd never stop.
But then he began to slide out. Slowly, all that lube making it easy, yet I missed the feel of his body so close to mine. Without thinking, I reached back. My hand found his ass, just at the side, but it was enough. I pulled, and the man inside me groaned with approval.
His chest pressed against my back. I could feel his thighs right up against mine. I was his, completely and totally, and Cy fucked me. Long, slow strokes through my body felt so good. I wanted to claw at the wall. I needed to lean my head back, or forward, or something. I could barely think. I just felt, and inch by inch, he filled me again, grinding against something in my body that was making me wonderfully crazy.
"You feel so good," he breathed against my ear.
"More," I begged.
"But then you'll cum too soon," he taunted.
I just gripped his ass a little harder. "Wrong more."
His breath caught. One of his arms came around my chest, hugging me against him. Then he rocked his whole body against me, and I damned near came undone. I could feel his fucking balls against my ass, his hard chest so close. Cy was all man, and I couldn't get enough of it. Just his body was enough, but when his mouth found that spot just behind my ear? I moaned, fucking begging with the sound.
"I wanted to be your friend first," he whispered, pumping into my ass again. "I wanted to take it slow." Another thrust, this time even deeper. "I told myself that I'd chased you off, and you come in here saying you love me?" He was moving even faster. "You, the proud little cowboy who doesn't know how to back down. The man who makes me want to beg to feel his ass came begging to me?"
God, I was so close, and he hadn't touched my dick. I could feel something. I didn't even know how to describe it, but it was good. Almost as good as the words falling against the back of my neck.
"I have never -" He buried himself deep, and then withdrew. " - Loved anyone - " And again, forcing a groan from me. "- But them..." Three more hard, deep, intense thrusts into my body, and I loved every one. But his next words were softer. "Until you."
My hand hit the wall. My breath rushed out, but he didn't stop. This man kept going, kept driving me higher, and a sound was caught in my throat. My mouth hung open. My eyes were closed. I didn't fucking care if I looked dumb as shit. I heard those words. I felt them through my entire body, and when he pumped into me again, I couldn't take anymore.
Everything exploded. I threw my head back with the force of it only to find him right there, holding me, keeping me from falling as my knees went weak. My dick throbbed with the release, but this was different. More intense, more meaningful, more something - I didn't know and couldn't care less. All I knew was that my man was holding me, and being with him felt more amazing than I'd ever imagined.
Cy rocked again, then again as I lost control around him, and then I felt it. Hot, deep inside me. I fucking felt him cum, grabbing at his arm to make sure he didn't leave me. Cy just pressed closer, shoving his other arm to hold us off the wall since mine were useless. Then he groaned, finally giving in.
"Shit," he huffed, pressing his mouth to my shoulder again. "Oh, fuck, Luke. Baby, I need you to stand up for just one second. I got you, though. That's my man."
Somehow, I managed, grabbing at the wall the same way he was. Cy eased himself from my body and then yanked at my pants. I could feel that something inside was wrinkled, but it didn't matter. My body was tingling all over. My skin felt simultaneously on fire and perfectly calm. Talk about an afterglow!
Then I heard Cy fumbling with his own pants. It didn't take long and then his arm was around me again, easing me back, and I let him. Together, we made it the couple of steps to that dusty and unused bed, and then tumbled into it together. A laugh fell from my lips, Cy's joining me right after, and then he pushed his arm beneath my neck.
Without thinking, I shifted to lie against his side. "So, does this make me your bitch?"
"No," he promised, reaching over to brush his fingers through my hair. "Makes you one hell of a man, though. Tell me I didn't hurt you?"
"Not at all," I assured him. "I think I like that. May have to do it again."
"You should try Ash," he teased. "But that's it. I mean, unless Vi's into pegging or something."
"I think we've got enough dicks in this mess of ours," I assured him. "She's supposed to be in the center, and no, I'm not interested in another anything. I'm happy just like this."
His fingers slowed and his smile turned softer. "I meant it, Luke. I tried so fucking hard. I wanted you to fall in love with them first. I didn't want to get in their way. I wanted to make sure we could be friends first."
"Sorry," I mumbled, not feeling that way at all. "I made a promise. I told Violet I'd fix my shit, and this? It's part of that. I told her I'd figure it out, and it was too fuckin' easy. I trust you, Cyan. I trust Ash to be a dick, but the good kind. I trust Violet to make everything somehow work. You? I trust you to take care of us when we fuck it all up again. I trust you, Cy, not to hurt me unless I deserve it." I had to pause, turning just a bit so my eyes weren't on his beautiful face. "I'm scared. I don't know how to be like this, but I'm damned well going to do it. I'm not going to regret a thing, and as soon as I have this mess settled with Faith, I'm going to tell her. And when that's done, I'm gonna tell everyone else, because I'll be damned if I ever feel ashamed again."
"You don't have to do it all at once," he said softly.
"Maybe not, but I'm not about to risk the best things in my life," I told him. "I'm not going anywhere, Cy. Not unless you run me off."
"Didn't want to the first time," he promised. "I was just worried that I liked you a bit too much."
"Mm." I turned back to see him again. "I'm in love."
And finally, a smile took over his lips. "Me too, and I swear, I'm not chasing Kindle. I'm just trying to figure myself out. I'm just trying to make sure I don't make my own mistakes again."
"Remind me of that when I get jealous next time?"
