“Pretty much.” I grinned upat him, running my fingers from his belly to his neck and then back down againin long strokes, easing him into this. “Tight and hot. I want you where I amone day, so I can feel your thighs wrapped around my waist while I take my timewith you.”
“How does it manage to feellike you’re topping even when I’ve got my cock buried in your ass?” Milesasked.
I shrugged. “Talent.”
“Well,stop it,” Miles saidfirmly, wrinkling his cute little nose. “I’m in charge now.”
I didn’twantto laugh, but Icouldn’thelp it. Miles was adorable when he took charge.
A sharp, deep thrust shut meup instantly, Miles staring down at me with dark eyes, pupils blown, pinktongue darting out to wet his soft lips.
“More of that would begreat,” I said, voice strained. I couldn’t help picturing what I must havelooked like, cheeks flushed and eyes just as wide as his, desperate for more.
A satisfied little sighescaped me as Miles rocked his hips again, the full length of his cock slidinginto me slowly, the first beat in a building rhythm between us. He panted witheach thrust, then bit down on his lip as he finally fell into step, gruntingwith effort as he found the perfect speed.
And I was too hopelessly inlove with him to even think about how good it felt until he grazed my prostateand sent a shower of sparks cascading through the pit of my stomach. My backarched, toes curling as he hit the same spot again, harder this time, a broadgrin spreading across his face.
“Feel good?” he asked, asbreathless as I felt, hair flopping down over the front of his face.
I was laughing before I evenrealized I meant to. This wasperfect. Exactly the playful, easy,comfortable sex I’d always imagined a real relationship would be full of.
“I love you,” I said inresponse, the feeling unfurling in my chest and expanding to fill me to thetips of my fingers and the end of my nose. I loved him with everything I was,with every part of me, and it was such a huge thing that I could barely containit.
I didn’t evenwantto contain it. Iwanted everyone to know.
Miles surged forward,crashing into my lips and making both of us moan as he shifted inside me, hipsfaltering for a moment but then evening out to a new, more desperate pace. Ireached out, pushing my fingers deep into his hair, licking my way into hismouth.
Memorizing every part of himand etching it into my soul, where he belonged.
The change of angle made mystomach tense up with a new rush of pleasure, thighs shifting and tighteningaround Miles’waist. I knew now that he wasn’tnearlyas fragile as he looked,physically or otherwise, so I didn’t hesitate to give him a good squeeze andgrin into his mouth when he grunted and jerked his hips a little harder.
“That’s it,” I murmuredagainst his mouth, the warm pressure of my orgasm building in the pit of mystomach. “Little more.”
“Oh thank God,” Milesresponded, tilting his head to press wet, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw,nuzzling my neck as his breath hitched at the peak of every thrust.
He was close, too.
Neither of us were going tolast long after everything that’d happened tonight. We both needed this moment ofconnection, reassurance that everything was okay. One good mutual orgasm tosoothe our frayed nerves.
I was going to pass out withmy arms wrapped around Miles right after.
With a slow smile, I let myfree hand trail down Miles’ side and grabbed a handful of his ass, pulling himcloser and squeezing tight. He whimpered against my throat, hips stuttering,and I knew he wasn’t going to last long after this.
Which was just as well,because I was leaking precome between us like a decorative fountain. Anotherminute and it’dbe all over.
My eyes fell closed as Mileskissed his way back up my neck, soft, sweet little touches in contrast to theway his hips were pounding against mine now, stroke after stroke sendinganother shockwave of pleasure rippling through me.
“Close, baby,” I grittedout, shifting my hold on him to pull him closer again, needing just alittlemore, a littlefaster.
Miles whimpered against myneck, a desperate gasp telling me he was just as close as I was.
The first hot rush of myorgasm hit like a freight train, crashing into the base of my spine andtoppling over, my fingers tightening on Miles’ ass hard enough to leave abruise. I jerked into it, pulling him with me the whole way, groaning loud andlow as I felt him start to come, too.
For a moment, everythingelse in the world faded away, and there was just Miles’ body tensing against myown, the bright white fireworks bursting in the depths of my gut, and the soundof us both panting for breath.
It felt like both secondsand hours, an eternity that was way too short. Sparks of fizzling pleasureskittered over my skin everywhere Miles brushed against me, too many sensationsto catalog all at once turning into a pleasant buzz of feeling and closenessand contentment.
Bliss.
