Rolling us onto our sides, I grip the back of his head and bury myself until I hit resistance. I let him slip from my mouth, spit on my fingers, and slick them thoroughly.
He doesn’t gag, not once, but the second I trail my fingers to his ass and press one inside, his throat tightens around me.
“Fuuuck,” I whisper gruffly. “I’m going to make this mine, too. I can’t wait to bury myself inside you.”
Releasing the back of his head, he pulls back but doesn’t let me go. He drags in a deep breath through his nose before sucking hard on the head of my cock.
I angle him back down, swallowing him again, my tongue coated with the salty tang of his cum. He tastes like a drug I’d never seek therapy to quit.
The moment he starts bobbing his head, I slide in another finger.The way his body clamps around them has my balls tightening, my own release threatening. He throws his head back, panting against my inner thigh as he lets me slip free.
I hook his leg higher, spit over my fingers, and drive into him harder, curving just right to find that spot I know will be his undoing.
“K-Keo. I’m, fuck… please, don’t stop, right there,” he whispers against my skin. He’s being good, but the devil in me wants him loud and unrestrained.
Before I can order him, he’s already back on my cock, working me sloppily, desperately. It feels so fucking good I can’t help but thrust up into his mouth to meet his hunger.
“That’s it, sunshine. So fucking good taking all of me.”
My fingers tangle in his hair again, pushing him down, cutting off his breath. I drag my tongue across his length before taking him back into my mouth. He’s close, I can feel it—the twitch in his cock, the way the sheets strain in his fists and curl beneath his toes.
I don’t let him go, and as he begins to writhe, the first hot burst of cum rips my own release from me. He spills into my mouth, and mine crashes out of me just as strong.
He’s struggling to stay quiet, just as I am, and my body spasms as I come hard.
I release the back of his head, but he only pulls away far enough to suck in a breath through his nose. I ease my fingers out of him, and after swallowing, I gradually let him slip free.
He rolls onto his back, chest heaving.
After a few seconds of stillness, he shifts beside me, grabbing the sheet first and tossing it over us.
I’ve never been one to sleep completely naked, always in boxers or sweats, but fuck, I might have to start. His still semi-hard cock rests against my hip as he slings a leg over me and settles his head on my chest. My arm slides around his shoulder, pulling him closer.
“I’ve never had a guy suck my dick before.” His confession doesn’t surprise me one bit. “I think it had to do with the power dynamic. I… never had any.”
While that pisses me off, the fact that I was his first… well—wait.
“Has a woman? And if you tell me Mandy, Ayden, I swear to god?—”
He laughs and shakes his head. “No. I should say… no one has. You’re my first…”
“Mmm.” Fuckme.Yup, I love that. “And? Did you enjoy it?”
He buries his face against me. “Wasn’t it obvious?”
“Stroke my ego.” I’ve done it before, but not enough to classify myself as an expert.
“It was fantastic. I hope you enjoyed yourself…” He moves his hand up my chest to my jaw, dragging his nails against my five o’clock shadow. “I’d hate for it to be the last time you do it.”
“Definitely not.” I tip his chin up, forcing his gaze back to mine. “Keep confessing what you love, sunshine, because it’s my desire to give it all to you. And if sucking your cock is on that list, I’ll tie you down and have you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
His soft hum comes with a nod. “Yes, please.”
“That’s my Ayden. Good night?—”
“Wait!” His whisper-shout startles me. “You said you had a surprise for me.”
“Oh.” I chuckle. “That’s right. After these three days, I’m changing my schedule. One on, two off.”
