He pulls his fingers out and his hole invites me in, soft and open. I slide two fingers inside him, moving them rhythmically downwards in search of his prostate. Suddenly a violent twitchruns through Adrien's body and he moans loudly. "Ah, fuck! Right there! Don't stop! Ah... so good! I'm ready, give me your cock! I need your cock! Now! FUCK!" Adrien squirms and begs, just like I want him to. I have him where I want him. Me. I'm making it good for him. Me. Wordlessly, he holds out the condom to me. I let go of his cock and pull my fingers out. Adrien's whimpers are almost pitiful, but he waits patiently.
The condom is not my friend, and I feel like it takes forever, but as I position myself in front of his hole and slowly slide in, I feel good. I'm not afraid. Adrien pushes against me; obviously I’m going too slow for his liking. My hands run over the tattooed skin on his back. "Don't be so impatient, my love. You'll get what you want, but at my pace."
A frustrated groan slips out of his mouth and I can’t stop my grin. "You need me that badly?" My voice is soft, but I don't know where my words are coming from. Oh my God, I should be embarrassed, but I'm not. I'm in control, I call the shots, but my power doesn't come with pain, it comes with love and pleasure. I feel stronger in that moment than I have in a very long time, probably ever.
I find a slow rhythm with strong thrusts that Adrien likes and I like it too, but I want him closer. More skin to skin. "Come to me, baby. Close." I reach around his chest and pull Adrien up so he's kneeling, his back against my chest, my head on his shoulder. He turns to the side and our lips find each other.
While I was with my ex, I once saw this position in a porn. I always wished he would do that with me, pull me close and hold me. The closeness and intimacy I imagined was something I wanted so badly back then. But he never did it.
Today I make the decisions. Adrien is pressed close to me leaning against my chest, falling into my touch and giving himself to me. He's all mine in this moment. My thrusts becomefaster and deeper and Adrien responds immediately. "Ah... yes... more... harder... give me more..." His cock is rock hard as I grab it and jerk him off in the same rhythm.
I can feel the tension building up in Adrien's body. "I'm coming!" The last word is lost in a loud deep scream, his hole gets tight, holding me in a firm grip and he squirts all over the bedsheets. Fuck, that was hot, I... "Shit, oh God, I'm coming, I'm coming! I..."
Chapter 48
Adrien
I come harder than I've ever come before. The way Philipp took control was mind blowing. He was so gentle, yet so sure and so determined. It was incredibly hot. Everything he did was for me and it was perfect.
It's still perfect. My body is still pressed against his. He's on the verge, I can feel it, his thrusts are getting faster, his body tension is rising. "Shit, oh God, I'm coming, I'm coming! I'm..." His body stiffens and I can feel his cock pulsating inside me.
As his thrusts weaken, I gently let myself fall forward and pull Philipp with me. I don't care that I'm lying in my own cum. Philipp is still inside me, but I can feel his cock softening. He pulls out and removes the condom but stays on top of me. His head between my shoulder blades, his right hand still wrapped around me on my chest.
First, I feel him trembling, then I feel his tears on my skin. Philipp is crying. I can't turn around without moving him, but I need to see him. Carefully, I try to lift my back, but he just holds me even tighter. "Let me see you. Please." Philipp's grip loosens and he straightens up.
When I turn around, he is kneeling in front of me, his head hanging between his shoulders. He is sobbing and his body is shaking with tears. I have no idea what’s going on. Why is he so upset? "Hey, can I touch you?"
"Yes, please!" Philipp nods vigorously and when I open my arms to close them around him, he falls in my embrace andpresses himself against me. That's good. He's with me, he's not pulling away. I am relieved.
"Are you okay?"
He nods again. "Yeah, I... I don't know... I'm just so... it feels all like so much right now..." Philipp's words could scare me, but there's a smile in his tone. "I always imagined sex like this until I had it for the first time... I never thought I could have it like this. Thank you."
Philipp lifts his head and his wonderful green eyes find mine. He is so beautiful, I could look at him all day, run my fingers over his countless freckles or through his curls. "How did you know I needed that? The change of roles, the control?"
Phew, that's a good question. "I didn't know." I shrug my shoulders. "But I was hoping you'd have less negative associations with being the one calling the shots, if you didn't feel so… powerless."
"How was it for you? Did I hurt you?" He can't look me in the eye when he asks me that, but he doesn't have to be afraid of the answer. "It was absolutely amazing, Philipp. You made it perfect for me. And no, it didn't hurt. It's never felt better and do you want to know why?" Philipp looks at me expectantly. "Because you love me."
He flinches at my words, his eyes go wide and he swallows hard. We've never said these words to each other before, but I know it anyway. I can feel it in everything he does for me and in the way he does it. "And because I love you."
His eyes fill with tears again. "You love me?"
I have to smile, he sounds so incredulous asking this question, as if loving him is so completely out of the question. "Yeah, but I thought it was obvious by now that you mean so much more to me.”
Philipp lowers his head to his chest, but smiles sheepishly. "I hoped so, but I didn't really dare to believe it. I do love you too, you know?"
"What a convenient coincidence." I take his head in my hands and kiss him, lovingly and gently, passionately and insistently. Philipp slides between my legs into my lap. We kiss and lose ourselves in this moment together. He’s slowly stroking me with his fingers from my collarbone over my chest to my belly button.
"We should take a shower. You're sticky." He grins against my lips as he speaks and I know he's right. But I don't want to let go of this moment yet.
"Later."
"Later the cum has dried in your hair. You have to decide whether you want that. I don’t need to move." You can't miss the mischievous smile in his voice.
"I love you, Philipp."
"I love you too, Adrien."
