“I swear I could come like this,” Jamie said, his low, gravelly voice making Tyler’s balls draw up against his body. “Your tongue doing whatever that fucking magic is back there, with the view of your pretty cock trapped in lace.”
Tyler whimpered when Jamie’s big hand gripped his sack with just enough pressure to send his heartbeat wild.
“But I want to feel you around me when I come tonight,” Jamie went on. Tyler made a sound of protest when Jamie lifted himself up, but he didn’t waste any time before he turned around and covered Tyler’s mouth with his.
It was a filthy kiss, their tastes mingling. Jamie sucked on Tyler’s tongue like he was chasing the traces of himself, and the desire and wanting that had been simmering in Tyler since they started reached a fever pitch.
He reached for the lube he kept in a wooden box beside his bed, pressing the bottle into Jamie’s waiting hand. “Don’t fuckaround,” Tyler said, sounding as desperate as he felt. “Just enough to get you inside.”
Jamie nodded, and made quick work of pulling off Tyler’s panties. Tyler let his head fall back on the bed as he heard the click of the lube bottle opening. Jamie’s warm hand maneuvered his legs, and then he felt the cold brush of a wet finger against him.
He bore down the moment Jamie pushed. He was too far gone to want prolonged prep, not when Jamie’s cock hung hard and dripping with precum between his thighs.
Jamie’s finger slid in easily, and he didn’t waste time adding a second and then a third. The moment Tyler felt his body relax, the moment the sting faded, he nodded. “Now, Jamie. Fucking now.”
Jamie removed his fingers and Tyler’s hole clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled again, as Jamie slicked himself with more lube. “Baby, you are so good, so fucking good. I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
Tyler was spread open, legs draped over Jamie’s arms, when he finally thrust inside. Tyler sighed–fucking sighed–with the relief and pleasure of it, his body arching, seeking out more of Jamie.
He’d imagined this. Imagined Jamie’s cock in him, imagined his big body hovering over him, filling every bit of his vision.
Somehow, it was better than he’d imagined. It was sweeter than the dreams, the pleasure deeper than he’d thought was possible.
“Baby,” Jamie rasped, his voice shaky.
Jamie’s pace quickened, and Tyler couldn’t look away. It didn’t matter that his erection flagged as the pressure of Jamie pushing into his body overwhelmed him. Something bigger that grew beyond physical pleasure, the way their bodies found a rhythm like they were made for each other.
Jamie’s green eyes were fixed on him, piercing under his blonde brows, staring at Tyler like he wanted to ask:Where have you been?
Tyler was sure his own eyes, which met Jamie’s gaze head on, responded:I didn’t know I was waiting for you.
Their breaths grew harsh, stuttering, tripping over each other. The pleasure regained its footing, and Tyler’s cock lay hard, flushed and throbbing against his stomach.
Jamie’s hand wrapped around him, jerking him off with quick, precise pulls. “I’m almost there,” Jamie grunted, his forehead furrowed as he stared, open-mouthed, at the place where his cock plunged into Tyler’s body. “Can you get there too, baby?”
Tyler nodded furiously. He wasrightthere, his pleasure in Jamie’s hand. He chased it, a simultaneous reach and surrender for what was coming, sinking into the tightness, the build, until he was close, so fucking close.
“I’m–” Tyler gasped, and he forced himself to keep his eyes open, even as the wave tugged him under, ripping his orgasm through him with the unrelenting pull of an undertow. He didn’t want to miss Jamie, even as his own cock shot cum all over his chest, smearing white across his tattoos.
He saw the moment Jamie came, the silent cry, his eyes drifting shut as his stomach clenched, hips stuttering as he finished. Tyler could feel him, Jamie’s cock throbbing in him, and it waseverything.
Jamie collapsed on top of him, and Tyler hissed as Jamie’s softening cock slipped from his body. He let out a little whimper when Jamie kissed him, his fingers returning to gently thrust in and out of Tyler’s tender hole.
Tyler was in a daze. Jamie pulled away, grinning down at him. “Hi,” he whispered, crooking his fingers.
Tyler shuddered, his soft, sensitive cock twitching against his thigh. “Are you trying to kill me?”
Jamie’s smile widened and he laughed, kissing Tyler again as he slipped his fingers from his body. “Want to shower?” He nodded down at the mess on both their abdomens.
They showered quickly, only sharing a few lingering kisses as they cleaned up. While Tyler wanted to sleep naked, they both agreed if Rowan were to wake up in the middle of the night, it would be better if they were clothed.
The light was out and Jamie lay curled around him, one of his hands resting on Tyler’s hip. Tyler wondered if Jamie knew his thumb was absently brushing back and forth, back and forth against his skin.
He knew that nights like this were precious. Jamie wouldn’t always be there. They’d have more nights apart than together, between both of their jobs and Jamie’s travel.
But when he was there, he made it count.
When Jamie was there, they had all of him.
