“Hell yes, get inside me, Aiden,” he demands, looking back at me with urgent longing.
I press past the first ring slowly, feeling his tight, warm ass envelop the head of my cock. I want to savor this moment, the deep, intimate connection between us. But Jay is impatient, pushing back, his hole swallowing my dick inch by glorious inch until I’m fully seated inside him.
I pause, taking a deep, cleansing breath. This is almost too much for me to handle; the physical and emotional sensations threaten to overwhelm me.
Jay looks back at me again with a burning desire in his eyes.
“Move, please, Aiden,” he begs, desperation dripping from his words.
That’s all I need to hear. I thrust in and out of him; the sensation driving me wild. I’ve had sex with countless guys, but nothing has ever felt this good. This is more than just sex; it’s a spiritual experience, a homecoming, a revelation. I never want to have sex with anyone else but him ever again.
As our bodies move in sync, I feel my heart cracking open, the hard shell falling away. This is exactly what I’ve always wanted, where I always knew I was supposed to be. After all this time, I’m finally home.
Chapter 6
Jay
I’m losing my mind. The last few minutes have nearly undone me. The moment Aiden came up behind me, I felt his presence; electric and undeniable. When he whispered in my ear that he was about to put his tongue in my ass, then kissed me for the first time in years, I nearly combusted.
When I walked into the room, he was sprawled on the bed, stroking that thick, gorgeous cock, his eyes burning with lust. I had to look away before I melted.
He’s nothing like the boy I knew. Taller now, broader, his body honed into lean muscle, chiseled abs, and olive skin dusted with dark hair in just the right places. That thick head of hair I remembered, now paired with a rugged scruff that makes him impossibly sexy.
And now he’s inside me, thrusting like he owns my body. Every push of his hips sends lightning through me. He finds that spot inside me, again and again, his thickness dragging across nerves that make me cry out. I love bottoming, but this? This is a whole new dimension.
I’m dimly aware of what’s going on around us; the echoes of sex in surround sound. But all of it fades; my focus is only on Aiden.
Before I can process it, he pulls out, flips me on my back, and folds me in half, opening me wide. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, dragging him closer as he slides back inside me.
Lowering himself, he wraps his powerful arms around me, enveloping my whole body like he never wants to let go. His weight, his warmth, the way he surrounds me is everything I’ve ever craved.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he murmurs in my ear, his voice raw with need. “I missed you so much. I wanted this with you so badly.” His words are urgent and intense.
“Oh, God, Aiden. Fuck me harder,” I beg, the words ripping from my throat.
I can’t get enough of the stretch, the pressure, the way he’s rearranging me; setting things right inside me.
He pulls back, his eyes locking on mine, possessive and unrelenting. I know that look. It’s not just lust; it’s hunger, grief, longing, love. Every thrust pounds out the years we lost, the agony of distance, the ache of what we were denied.
Pleasure builds, crawling up my spine until I’m moaning and whimpering with need, ready to explode. Sensing I’m close, he quickens his pace before crushing his mouth to mine. His tongue invades deep, nearly touching the back of my throat, stealing my breath. His rhythm falters for a moment against the fire of our kiss.
“I want to come inside you, baby,” he rasps. “I want to mark your insides. Leave a part of myself that can’t be taken away.”
His words shouldn’t undo me like this. I have a boyfriend. Not that my heart’s in it, but still, I’m not a cheater. Then I remind myself, Ray wanted this open door. He put me here, so I will not feel guilty about this. Even so, this feels like more than just sex. This feels likemaking love.
“Oh God, I want that, Aiden. Come inside me. Mark me. I’m so close.”
We’re locked together, slick with sweat, his stomach grinding down on my cock with every thrust. The friction tips me over the edge, and before I even register it, my orgasm detonates; blinding, brutal, stars exploding behind my eyes. My cum streaks out between us, mixing with sweat and the heat of our bodies as my ass clenches down around him.
That’s all it takes. Aiden roars, driving in deep, the flood of his seed coating my insides, branding me. In that moment, he’s mine, and I’m his, and nothing else exists.
We’re both breathless, bodies slick, still joined together. Aiden stays inside me, moving lazily, refusing to let me go, and I don’t want him to. I want to live in this cocoon, just the two of us, forever.
“That was incredible,” he whispers, his lips brushing my ear.
Words fail me; I can only cling to him. For a few fragile moments, nothing exists beyond us.
But before long, reality intrudes. The echoing sounds of sex fill the room like a megaphone; the protective bubble bursts, and the truth of where we are comes rushing back to the surface.
