We switch positions, with him lying on his back and me over him. I roll on the condom, add more lube, and press the head of my dick to his ass. I urge forward slowly, his nails digging into my forearms and his eyes boring into mine. His lips part, pleasure flooding his face as I slowly make my way inside him, inch by inch. He’s so tight, so perfect around me, and we both breathe out a sigh of relief when I’m all the way in.
“You feel amazing,” he says, clenching around my dick, making me moan.
“So do you,” I say, leaning forward to kiss him.
I start to move, slowly in and out, until I’m only teasing myself, and I need to move faster.
He holds on to me, his arms around my neck, as I fuck him rougher than I thought I wanted to.
“Roman, yes…” he breathes out. “I’m going to come. Faster.”
I do as he says, picking up the pace as the orgasm takes me over the edge the moment I feel his cum on my stomach.He moans long and loud, riding out his orgasm as I find my pleasure, too.
We’re both panting, sweaty, and holding on to each other like we may fly away if we don’t. His cum is between us, gluing us together, but I wouldn’t want to pull away, anyway. I kiss his neck, all the way up to his lips where we share a long and sweet kiss that feels like it means way more than a one-night stand but shouldn’t.
“That was so much better than I imagined,” he says.
“You thought about it?” I ask.
“Obviously.” He rolls his eyes. “Didn’t you?”
“Maybe…”
He laughs, shaking his head. “Can I shower?”
“Of course.”
I kiss him again, then pull out and get to my feet. He heads to the bathroom while I dispose of the condom, wipe up, and organize our clothes. He’s quick, and I head in after him, just to wash the sweat and cum off of myself.
He’s lying in my bed when I get back, ankles crossed, arms behind his head. Naked and beautiful.
“You can stay if you want,” I say, though I don’t know why. Maybe that’s more serious than he wants to be, but we both know this won’t last forever. It’s not like we could gotoo far.
“You won’t mind sharing this tiny bed with me?” he asks with a smile.
“Not as long as you don’t mind cuddling.”
He grins. “Cuddling with you sounds amazing.”
I make sure my alarm is set before plugging my phone in and crawling into bed. I turn on my side, pulling him to me. We take up the entire bed together, but he doesn’t seem to mind that I’m tangled around him like a koala on a tree. We stay like that all night, until my alarm goes off to wake us.
And for the first time, there’s a pang of sadness in my chest, because I know this isn’t going to last. And I don’t like that thought.
Chapter Fourteen
Nico
“I’m stealing this,” I say, lifting up a black Diamonds sweatshirt that is well-worn and way too big for me.
Roman laughs. “Whatever you want.”
I watch him as he gathers his things, preparing for the day. There’s such a serious look on his face, and some may think he’s mad, but I know him well enough now to know that he isn’t. It’s just the way he looks. And, if I’m being honest, his brooding look is kind of hot.
I throw on my coat over his sweatshirt and zip it up, so no one sees it. Who knows what kind of scandal that would cause?
“I’d leave this for you, but there’s no way it’d fit,” I say, holding up my Team Canada sweatshirt.
“I could cuddle with it,” he says.
