Instinctively, Harper clung to the shaft with greedy lips and let Banks pump out his lust, faster and faster, grunting and helplessly moaning as the mattress squeaked beneath them with a sense of urgency that was impossible to mistake.
“Harp!”Banks gasped, pulling out on the downthrust just as Harper slid his lips off on the uptick.“Jesus, Harp!I’m...I’m...”
Before he could overstate the obvious, Banks climaxed with a massive blast of thick, hot jizz.Harper was eager to taste and savor the scent and flavor of his lover’s cum, but was just as keen on watching it splash and blast across his panting belly and sweaty chest, dabbing his chin with castoff before the thick jets began to dissipate and, brazenly, Harper slid his lips around the pulsing tip once more.
He savored the thick, creamy dregs, relishing in their sinful sweetness and salty tang, once again taking in all of Banks’s sticky cock, now more than ever as it softened and allowed him to swallow straight to the sweaty, sticky base where it met his splattered pubes.
Only when he’d milked every ounce of his lover’s orgasm and had begun to feel Banks’s prick shrink and soften between his greedy lips did Harper at last relinquish the flesh between them and slither onto his side, panting and breathless from the effort.
“Fucking hell,” Banks grunted as he slid down from his perch atop the pile of pillows at his back, wrapping Harper up in a sticky, sweaty hug that found their limbs entwined to match their swollen, puffy lips.
“Did I do it right?”Harper pleaded between swollen kisses and sticky wriggling.
“Better than right, baby,” Banks assured him as they sank into a lover’s embrace, in more ways than one.
“Damn,” Harper murmured, lost in his lover’s cocoon.“I was hoping you’d want to give me a little more practice.”
Banks chuckled, tugging him tighter still.“Like I said, we’ve got all night.But while we recharge, I wouldn’t mind lying here just like this, kissing you until we get hard again.”
“Could take a while,” Harper teased between soft, gentle kisses.
“Lucky me, Harp.”
Chapter Nineteen
Banks
“Did you hear that?”
Banks nodded, glancing at the floor where, moments earlier, the telltale whisper of paper being slid beneath the dorm room door had interrupted another gentle kissing session.
“What is it?”Harper murmured, pushing Banks gently away as their naked skin peeled apart, blistered from body heat and splattered with a fresh layer of recently dried spunk.
Banks grunted, tossing his legs over the bed and placing bare feet flat on the floor.“Probably an eviction notice, what with your squealing and hollering.”
Harper lay atop the pillows, the very essence of beauty, golden and radiant in the approaching dawn light that spilled like a spotlight from the open window above the bed.“I squeal,” he pointed out playfully, absently scratching his smooth, flat belly.“You holler, remember?”
