The sound that left my mouth when I came could have caused an earthquake. Tiny white dots blinded my vision as my cum filled his ass. It was a full-body experience. Pleasure soared through my veins as the best orgasm of my life wrecked me to pieces.
Cody’s body was like a drug I couldn’t resist. I wanted our bodies linked like that forever. I lowered myself to give him a kiss.
Then I remembered he didn’t come.
“I wanna make you come, Cody. How do you wanna come?”
He hummed as a satisfied smile stretched across his face. “Will you finger my prostate again?” he asked.
With. Fucking. Pleasure.
I slowly freed myself from the hottest ass in the universe. I asked him to hold his legs up again, then slid a finger inside him.
My cock rallied again as I felt my cum in his ass.
I found his spot, and Cody released a moan for the ages. My finger pulsed against it as I gripped his cock and started stroking.
“Rafael, it’s so good. It’s so good,” he moaned.
Cody was almost sobbing at that point. I didn’t relent. He was going to have the orgasm of the century—or my name wasn’t Rafael Caden Sinclair.
“Rafael!” Cody called my name as thick ropes of cum covered his chest and torso. I leaned down and licked it up—the salty taste of his release making me fucking feral.
Cody released his legs, and his body collapsed into a state of pure relaxation. I hopped up and grabbed a towel to clean him.
Once the cum and sweat were off his body, I lay down next to him and pulled him close.
“You’re little spoon,” I said.
I wrapped him in my arms, and Cody turned to kiss me.
“Should we shower?” he asked.
“In a minute,” I replied. “I just want to hold you like this for a second.”
We showered eventually, but it was tough leaving that position.
I didn’t know what was happening anymore. I wasn’t thinking about Hank or my plan or anything other than the way Cody felt in my embrace. For a brief second, panic started to take hold, but I stopped it. This was as much Cody’s night as it was mine, and he didn’t need me to freak out.
With my mind finally quiet, I let us have the peace of simply existing side by side: my arms wrapped around his body, his cute butt pressed into me, and we fell asleep.
Chapter 22
Cody
I woke up in Rafael’s warm embrace and didn’t move a muscle. Rafael would wake up soon, and there was no telling how he would react to what happened. He’d most likely pull away, and it made my eyes burn just thinking about it. I wanted to wake up like this every morning, with Rafael forming a cocoon of affection around me.
I was in trouble. I knew it. Last night wasn’t just sex for me. When I felt Rafael inside me, it was like a piece of something I never knew I was missing fell into place. The fullness wasn’t isolated to the area where our bodies joined. That feeling washed over me entirely. The tether between Rafael and me tightened with each thrust of his hips, and I couldn’t ignore the yearning of my heart as I fell into those incredible, blue eyes of his.
For the first time, I witnessed Rafael unguarded. He cast aside his scowling mask and looked at me like I was important. He was careful with me and made sure it felt as good for me as it did for him. His touch felt like a caress, not a battle for dominance. It wasn’t the tug of war we usually succumbed to when our sexual desires took over; this was intimate, and I could see in Rafael’s eyes that he knew it too. Even when we got kinky, it was a partnership. It was for both of us, not just him.
I closed my eyes and allowed myself a few more minutes of blissful rest nestled in Rafael’s arms. His breathing warmed my neck, and I could feel his heart beating against my back. The rhythm of it whisked me away to a fantasy where Rafael was mine.
Maybe he was mine? I mean, he did chase me down when I left with Ross.
Jesus Christ, that was romantic as fuck. Funny as hell given that I was pretty sure I spotted aBratzsticker on the frame of the bike he stole, but romantic nonetheless.
Rafael’s body started moving, releasing a long and dramatic yawn, resembling the Lion fromTheWizard of Oz.
