“Take me. Use me however you want, baby.”
Ollie gives his hips a slow roll before pulling up and sliding back down. His body rocks over mine as he finds his rhythm.
One hand jacks him off to keep him in the moment while the other roams over his body. Memorizing every tiny detail that I can.
“Take over, Hunter. I want you to fuck me.”
Flipping our positions, I push back inside of Ollie as he locks eyes with me.
Connecting our mouths, my moves are slow and steady as I work myself in and out of him. He readily accepts me. Every time I hit his prostate, he squeezes me closer to him.
“You ready to come?” I whisper against his lips.
“Make me.”
Ollie takes my hand and we jack him off until he’s coming at my touch.
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes!” he shouts. “Oh my God!”
He’s muttering, repeatingyesandoh my Godto himself as I keep thrusting inside him. It doesn’t take long before my balls draw up tight and I’m erupting inside of him.
“Fuck.” I dig my fingers into his sides, holding on as waves of pleasure crash through me. “Fuck. So damn good.”
My muscles go limp and I collapse on top of him.
“I need a minute,” I breathe against him.
“I’ll give you one hundred. I don’t think I’m going to be able to move for a week.”
“It’s a good thing we’ll be snowed in then.”
“That was…wow.”
“How do you feel?” I ask, popping up onto my elbow to look down at him.
“Good.”
“Just good?” I smirk.
“Great. Amazing. Whatever other words people use to describe sex.” Ollie laughs.
“I’ll be sure to grab you a dictionary then.”
“That will be one dirty dictionary.”
Gathering the strength to pull out, I tie off the condom before grabbing a washcloth to clean him up.
Snow starts to build on the windowsill as I snuggle into bed with Ollie and pull him to my side.
“Thank you.”
I brush a lock of hair out of his face. “Why are you thanking me?”
“For making my first time perfect. I’m glad it was you, Hunter.”
“Me too.”
More than I could ever hope to tell him. For now, the two of us are curled up, with the snow falling and nothing but time on our hands.
