Down, boy. He’s not ready for that.
I kiss his mouth, sucking on his lip before moving to the other side. Tobias curls a hand around the back of my head, pulling me in until I can taste his breath. I tug his shirt higher, palming up his ribs, memorizing the map of his body. I want to learn every inch of his body. Touch everywhere. Taste everything.
Tobias reaches over his head to pull his shirt off, then reaches for mine. Warmth floods my chest as we press together, skin to skin. Not lust, but something else. Something deeper.
Tobias cups me through my pajama bottoms. “This okay?”
“Yes,” I breathe. Moons above, anything he wants, I’ll give.
He palms me a few times before slipping his hand inside. I kiss him hard as he circles his fingers around my erection. I palm him through his pants too. He groans and nods against my mouth as if giving me permission, but I struggle to get a hand in. His sweatpants are too tight.
“Off,” he breathes. “Take them off!”
I lift him off the counter, and we both kick our pants and underwear aside before crashing together again. I finally curl a hand around him, and Tobias gasps, head dropping back. His cock is longer than mine but not as thick, and Tobias doesn’t have foreskin like I do.
I kiss down his throat, to his collarbone, and feel his whole body quiver as I suck. He arches his back, one hand clutching my bicep like he’s bracing for something. The urge to bite is unreal, but I can’t—I won’t. Not yet. Not until Tobias understands what we are to each other.
I continue down his chest, to his abs, then sink to my knees in front of him. His breath comes out fast, like he can’t believe this is happening, and when I fist his shaft, he sways a little. I lick up the underside, wasting no time taking him down my throat.
Tobias grips my shoulders. I suck hard as I pull off, then lick both sides and do it again. Tobias mutters a curse as I suck his balls, needy whimpers escaping him. Damn, how I love those sounds. I crave more.
Nudging his feet apart, I swipe a finger along his taint. He shivers, cock twitching on my tongue.
“It’s been a while, Ro. You might, uh, slow down, or this is going to be over real fast.”
I don’t slow down. I can’t. Ineedto be with him, need to have this with him. To feel my mate come undone in my arms. To please him. Make him happy.
I fist his shaft at the same time I roll his balls. Tobias curses, going up on his toes.
“I’m serious. I’m… oh, shit, that’s—” His voice cracks as I flick a tongue against the sensitive head.
“Rowen,” he warns again. I pump him at the same pace as my tongue. “Shit, I’m—!”
Hot cum spurts against my lips. I swallow him down, enjoying the quick pulse against my tongue. Tobias trembles, one hand threading through my hair.
As he relaxes, I get to my feet and press him against the counter. Cupping his face, I kiss him much more tenderly. Tobias’s arms curl around my back as he smiles.
“Your turn,” he says.
I chuckle. “I’m fine.”
“No way, mister. Let me have my way with you.”
He reaches between us, stroking. Our lips meet in a soft kiss. Desire courses through me, not only from his hand, but from the way he’s smiling, the joy I can feel radiating from him. I honestly just want more of that, not sex.
He rolls my foreskin back and teases the head, watching me. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he whispers before kissing me.
Slowly, he turns us around, pressing his weight against me. I slide my hands up his sides to his face, claiming his mouth. But he pulls away to sink to his knees.
I grip the counter. “Don’t worry. I’m not far behind you.”
Truth is, I could’ve blown the same time he did. The lust pouring through me is like nothing I’ve ever known before. Hot, fast, and intense. My whole body is a live wire, yet it’s wrapped in tenderness for Tobias too. I need him, but I need to justbewith him. Is this the fated mate thing? I’ve had hot sex before, but nothing, and I meannothing,has felt like this.His mouth, his tongue. The way his hand knows just the right amount of pressure.
Hell, even just the feel of his naked body against me is enough to make me lose my mind. I want him, always.
Tobias licks up the side and teases the slit before opening his mouth. I nearly lose it at the first pass of wet, hot pressure around my cock. Closing my eyes, I drop my head back. A growl rumbles in my chest as I cup his head. But something in me makes me look down again. I want to watch him, to see this. Remember it. This is my mate. My fated one, making love to me.
I long for the day when we can truly be joined, however and whenever he wants that to happen. It’s up to him. But this, here. It’s enough too. Everything Tobias gives me is enough.
