I push up from the bed with the help of my elbows and hug him, feeling weirdly proud of myself for not giving in to my carnal needs. He smashes our mouths together, and this time there is urgency to his kiss. It’s fervent, possessive, dirty. It deepens the moment our tongues flick against each other, and it leaves me a breathless mess.
“Now I really need you to fuck me, Niko.Shit. I can’t believe you haven’t been with anyone in years. Is that even possible?”
I knew he was possessive. I could feel it in his every touch, in the way he looked at me, how he spoke. But he looks so pure, so innocent, truly like an angel in disguise. Except that he’s not. He’s a devil, vicious and fearless and tempting. He’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and I am his willing victim.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” I mutter into the skin of his neck, trailing kisses down toward his collarbone. “I was so worried you’d laugh at me.”
“Never. You are perfect, in case you haven’t realized that. And every new thing that I discover about you cements that even more.”
My eyes sting. This is too much in the best way. I’m not the perfect one, Tommy is. Sweet, pretty, courageous and kind Tommy. I want to worship him, every day and every night, I want to help him live the best life that he can.
Sucking on the skin just under his left shoulder, I snake my hand down his flank and between his thighs. He’s hard, so, so hard. There is a wet spot on his boxer-briefs, the material deliciously soaked.
“I think we should get rid of these.” I hum, smiling as I feel the vibrations of his laughter.
“Best idea I’ve heard all day.”
Tommy slides off me, ridding himself of his underwear as I do the same. His pretty, lean cock makes my mouth water. I know how it tastes, how it feels in my hands. He gives it a rough stroke and then leaves it be as he crawls up the bed like a panther stalking its prey. And that prey is me.
Heart hammering in my chest, I enjoy the view while palming myself languidly. I’m in no rush—I want this to be good for both of us. At least until Tommy’s perky, bubble butt parks itself on my cock. My cockhead slides betweenthe two cheeks, pleasure assaulting all of my nerve-endings.
“Fuck.”
Tommy chuckles. “Fuck indeed. You are so big.”
“Having second thoughts, sweetheart?” I tease, running my fingers up and down his cheek.
“Never.”
A growl forces its way out of me as he wiggles that yummy butt. He grins triumphantly in response, attacking my neck. His kisses send sparks down my spine, riling me up even more.
“Lube is in the nightstand,” he lets me know.
I reach out, open the drawer, and find the bottle. How did he know? Or did he scout the room while I wasn’t paying attention? Also, I need to thank Isidoro for his foresight in providing such supplies.
Once I’ve popped the cap, I lather my fingers with a generous amount of strawberry-flavored lube. With Tommy still straddling me, I lean forward so I can get to his ass. I keep my cock rubbing against him as I slick it, then slide my finger under it so I can prepare Tommy’s hole.
“Oh, fuck!” he yelps as I press against his entrance. “This is weird, but like, not in a bad way,” he lets me know, relaxing as he throws his arms around my neck.
“If you need me to stop at any point—”
“I’ll let you know, yes. But for now, keep going, please.”
For a minute, I forget about my hard cock, focusing on Tommy. He purrs and groans as I experiment with my fingers, rubbing, pressing and applying pressure. His dick goes from hard to harder, deliciously trapped between us.
“This okay?” I press a little harder, pushing the tip of my slicked digit inside his tight hole.
Moaning, he throws his head back. “Yes, fuck. Feels so good.”
His words encourage me to go deeper. I bring my mouth to one of his nipples, the little nub perky and begging for attention. Tommy arches back, biting off a sexy little groan.
“No, no. Don’t do that. I love hearing your voice. Let it out.”
He trembles, inhaling sharply as I wiggle my finger inside him. “But Isidoro might hear…”
“Let him. That way he’ll know you are mine.”
“Fuuuck…”
