I reach for the lube on my nightstand, and the pop of the cap grabs Bodie’s attention.
“Is that flavored lube?” Bodie notices the color of the bottle as I squirt some on my fingers.
“Guess you never tasted regular lube before, huh?” From the look on his face, that’s a no. “Trust me, you want it flavored if it goes anywhere near your mouth.”
His eyes go wide as my words register.
Spreading some lube around his rim and pushing in again, I feel him relax into it. I slowly pump into him, circling inside to stretch him, then switch my thumb out for two fingers. When I begin to scissor them, Bodie’s breaths quicken, moans filling the space between each one. I bring my tongue to his rim then and push inside him, joining my fingers as the cherry flavor hits my taste buds. I grab his thickened cock through the bottom of his jock, needing this to be good for him.
“Ahh, fuck, Bryce.” I thought Bodie pleasuring himself in the past was hot, but it’s nothing compared to the sounds coming out of him as I stroke him while fucking into his ass with my tongue. “Uunnnghhh, yes. Please.”
My dick is leaking all over us, and I can’t take this anymore. I remove my fingers and grab a condom from the nightstand. “I need you to ride me.”
His brows come together, as if he can’t stand to be empty. I roll the condom over my hardened cock and slick it up with lube, swiping his hole with the excess before motioning for him to straddle me on the edge of the bed.
“Do you want to take this off?” I tug the strap of his jock.
He shakes his head. “It might stop me from coming too fast if I keep it on. Hard to come when it’s trapped in a cage.” He chuckles.
“Okay. You ready?” I ask softly, gauging his reaction as I guide my cock to his hole.
“Yeah, go ahead.” His breathless consent melts my insides, making me want to savor every moment with this man.
“Okay. Go slow, at your own pace. You’re in control here.”
He plants his lips on mine as he lowers himself onto my cock just an inch, causing him to gasp into my mouth as the head pushes into him. “Fuck, you’re too big.”
“Stop if you need to.” I go to pull out of him, but he stills me.
“No. Just a sec,” he says, resting his head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around him, massaging where my hands land on his sides. “Okay.” He begins lowering himself again. Rising and falling, grunting on his descent with every inch deeper he goes.
“Fuck, Bode. You feel fucking incredible.” His warm, tight hole is sucking in my cock so well, making me want more and more every second I’m inside him.
He rests his head on my shoulder again once he’s fully seated on me. “Hold on. Need a minute”
Maintaining my composure while Bodie adjusts is taking all of me, but I keep massaging his body to distract myself from how good this feels. He’s taking deep breaths, whimpering on each inhale.
“Babe, are you okay? If it hurts—”
“I don’t know if I can move right now. Just—ssshhh.”
Weaving my fingers through his curls, I bring his face to mine, pressing my lips to his until he opens for me. Continuing to massage him with one hand, I keep his mouth firm against mine while I take his attention off where my cock is inside him, to us—our connection on all levels. I hope he feels the love I have for him with every touch and brush of my tongue over his.
He surprises me by moving, rising to test how it feels. His moan against my lips says all it needs to. Leaning back with my palms on the bed when he releases my lips, I let him control everything about this until he’s ready. In the dimly lit room, he’s stunning, and I admire every curve of his muscles, the sharpness of his jaw, and those eyes that could stop anyone in their tracks.
His fingers track the tattoos on my stomach as he starts to grind on me, his own swollen cock leaking into his jock.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful riding me.”
Bodie pauses, sucking his lower lip in before raising himself and dropping back down, hard, onto my cock.
“Fuccckkk,” we groan in unison.
I don’t know if I’ll survive the night if it feels this good already.
Chapter Thirteen
Bodie
