“Looks like you did,” I agreed.
And he dove on me with such ferocity that I was unable to stop myself arching off the bed after all, crying out as he sucked me hard and fast, taking me all the way down like it was nothing.
His hands gripped my hips for support as he bobbed up and down, his head tilted slightly so he could look all the way up my body and meet my eyes. I strained my head upwards to watch him, feeling the headiest sensation in the world building inside me, so fast and so strong I could only be swept away by it. I bit my lip watching him, and he only increased his pace.
Just as I was reaching a peak that I couldn’t come back from, Xavi released me with another pop, making me whine in frustration and need – but he replaced his mouth with a hand, continuing to work me up and down.
“Cum for me, babe,” he said, and now I knew why he’d taken his mouth off me.
Because he knew I couldn’t resist his dirty mouth talking like that.
I moaned and threw my head back, only to force it back down so I could watch him.
“Your dick tastes so good, babe,” Xavi said, his hand flying faster, bringing me to the edge exactly how he knew I liked it. “I want to taste your cum. I love you so much.”
The unexpected and new addition to his lines was all it took.
As soon as the word ‘love’ left his mouth I was tumbling over the edge, grunting and letting my hips jerk off the bed as cum flew from my cock over Xavi’s hand. At the very last minute, he turned his head down, managing to get his lips around me before I’d finished spurting, milking every last drop dry. True to his word, he licked my cum off his hand and the few drops that had landed on my skin, cleaning me with his tongue.
A chime sounded through the apartment – the buzzer for the front door, I belatedly realized. It was going to take some time to get used to all the new things here, so different from what I was used to. It didn’t help that I was in a perfect haze of afterglow, deep in a dreamworld and with no desire at all to leave it.
“Ah, perfect,” Xavi said, leaping up. “They’re here.”
“Who’s here?”
“Deon and his boyfriend,” Xavi said with a grin. “You thought I would just offer to carry all of your stuff up if I hadn’t already enlisted help?”
I covered my face with a groan. “This was a set-up,” I said, but I couldn’t help grinning.
“Yep,” Xavi said cheerfully. “I’m glad Deon got stuck in the hotel and met someone because now we get two for the price of one if I need to call on your friends.”
I shook my head with a laugh, dragging myself to the side of the bed and reaching for my zipper. “It’s going to take me a minute to get down there,” I warned him.
“Nope,” Xavi said, flitting back to my side long enough to place a kiss on my forehead. “You’re sitting here and ordering the pizza we’re all sharing later to celebrate you moving in. And you’re ordering extra so that when Daisy and Josh get here to party with us, we can feed them, too. It’s all under control, babe.”
“Daisy’s coming?” My eyes lit up. I hadn’t even realized Xavi had contacted my sister. “Wait – is everyone…?”
“I made sure to ask whether the guys had been feeling ill at all in the last fortnight,” Xavi said. “I thought of that, too. Don’t worry. I would never put Daisy at risk of an infection – or her boyfriend, for that matter, even if I haven’t met him yet.”
“A guy could get used to this,” I said, settling for laying back on the pillows for a moment.
“He could,” Xavi said and looked back at me from the doorway with a grin. “And he will.”
With that promise he shut the door, enclosing me in the privacy of the bedroom – his bedroom. My bedroom.
Our bedroom.
And I couldn’t help a happy sigh as I sunk further into the mound of pillows, inhaling his scent on them, and knowing beyond any doubt I would wake up with that scent in my nose for the rest of my life.
