“Explain this to me.”
“Let me show you instead.”
I want my hands on his hard length. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grab the lube and slick both of us up.
“Hold yourself open like this.”
Opening the foreskin, I let Brooks hold it open as I stretch my own foreskin and line the two of us up. Guiding my skin, I envelop his cockhead before releasing it and pulling his skin over both of us, suctioning us together.
“Fuck. This feels amazing,” Brooks hisses.
“So damn good, Brooks.”
This is something I’ve never done. I’ve always wanted to try it, but never had a partner who wanted to do it with me. Would I have wanted to try it with someone? Would I have trusted them enough to do it?
Sure, it’s sex, but it feels more intimate. Doing it with Brooks for the first time? It has my heart banging around in my chest as I wrap a hand around our connected dicks.
It feels bigger doing it with the man I’m in love with.
“Why did you not suggest this before?” Brooks clasps his other hand around my neck and pulls me close. His breath is hot on my mouth. “I want to do this all the time now.”
I squeeze harder as I reach the base of his cock. “I think I can make that happen.”
“You better,” he groans. “Faster.”
“Oh no.” I smile at him. “I don’t want this to end.”
“I’m so close, Charlie. C’mon. Make me come.”
Brooks tries to make me go faster, but I don’t. I love the slow, methodical movement of my hand. This feeling is so incredible, I don’t want it to end. Being this close and connected to Brooks is something I never thought I’d ever get to experience.
And it’s that thought that has me starting to move faster.
“Yessss,” he hisses. “That’s it, Charlie. Are you going to come for me? Do I get to taste you this time?”
“Fuck!” I shout as I start to come. It’s wet and tight and the explosion of lust and desire I’m feeling is something I’ve never experienced before.
“Yes!” Brooks mirrors my own release, throwing his head back. Cum is leaking out between where we’re connected. His? Mine? I don’t know, but the sight of it has me pulsing again.
And watching as Brooks swipes his fingers through our cum and brings them to his lips?
Fuck. Me.
I take a lazy kiss from him, tasting our release on his mouth.
“Oh yeah,” I moan, licking my lips. “We need to do this again.”
“Yes, we do,” Brooks agrees.
Forever, if I have anything to say about it.
Chapter Fifteen
CHARLIE
SO MUCH FOR A MERRY CHRISTMAS
“Dinner smells good.”
