SPENCER
I want to choose love again. I want to choose you.
Gabriel’s words echo in my mind as we roll across the bed. After days of emotional turmoil, I finally feel grounded again. Every touch, every kiss, every sweet gasp and grunt reminds me that I’m choosing this, too.
I’m choosing a life with him, my man, and I feel free.
Gabriel gets on top of me, and he drags his mouth down my neck, finding my collarbone. I groan and stretch out against the bed, shaking with pleasure as he kisses my chest, lavishing attention on my bare skin. My nipples are hard and sensitive, and my cock twitches, leaking on my abs.
We wrestle back and forth, a constant exchange of energy, strength, and pleasure. We’re both leading and both following, joined together through our bodies but so much more, too.
For years, I’d shut this part of myself down. I’d confined myself and my sexuality, too scared to face my own truth, but this amazing man helped me find my way to the light.
I’ve never felt stronger. I’ve never felt more like myself than I do with Gabriel in my embrace.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders, and he pumps my cock in his fist, dragging precum down my shaft. My grunts turn needy and primal, and when he wraps his legs around me, I lean back, lifting him.
“Spencer,” Gabriel growls in my ear. He shifts his weight, giving it to me, and my cock throbs against his ass. My man reaches down and grips me by the base again, guiding my cock to his hole, and the friction of his puckering rim against my wet crown nearly undoes me.
Strength surges through me. My muscles aching from the tennis match earlier, I still manage to stand, pulling Gabriel up with me.
“Oh fuck,” he gasps. “Hell yeah.”
I have to squat to keep our balance, but manage to find a stance that works. My thighs burn, and I tighten my embrace around his torso, holding him to me while Gabriel arches his back and jerks my cock against his hole.
He rears back, baring his neck to me, and I kiss beneath his jaw until he groans and sinks onto my cock.
The pleasure burns through me like a furnace raging at my core. The tight heat of his hole is electric, slicked by saliva and precum, and we cling to each other while my erection throbs and he clenches down tight.
“Just like that,” he grunts in my ear. “Fuck me good and hard.”
Steadying myself, I pump from my thighs, pushing deeper into him with every thrust while my cock pours and slicks us. Gabriel kisses me, burying his tongue in my mouth as he wraps his legs tightly around me. We claw at each other, holding on like we’ll never let go.
An orgasm gathers force between us, building with every desperate breath. Gabriel’s erection is stiff and hot, trapped between our bodies, and his precum drips down my abs. There’s no time for dirty talk, not like usual. All I can do is groan promises, breathy words that escape from my lungs.
“So tight. Fill you up. Gonna come so hard.”
Somehow, I manage to half-step us to the windows. With a deep, hard thrust, I push his back against the reinforced glass, Paris spread out beneath us. The extra support lets me unleash, and my thoughts evaporate, ecstasy taking hold.
“Spencer, Spencer, Spencer,” he keeps moaning, making a song and a promise out of my name. I plow my rod deep into him, driving against his spot as I fight off my climax. Sweat pours down my chest, and my balls draw up tight, full of semen.
“Give it to me,” he groans. “Good. Need your cum in me.”
I slam my palm against the wall beside us, hitch my hips, and drive my shaft into his tight, clenching hole. I’m buried to the hilt, but when Gabriel’s entire body convulses, he somehow pulls me in even deeper.
I feel his orgasm igniting, and the boundary between my pleasure and his disappears. A roar escapes from behind my ribs, pleasure scorches every cell in my body, and when my climax overtakes me, all I can feel is him.
Gabriel quakes. He latches his lips onto mine, and he shoots a hot load between our bodies, flooding us with cum. I grind my dick hard into him as I climax, the world sparking with ecstasy as I ejaculate again and again.
I love this man.
Bliss washes over me, and when the heavenly moment passes, I collapse forward, the weight of my body pressing him to the window. My cock still buried deep in his ass, Gabriel manages to lower his legs, and with his help, we sink to the ground.
He pushes me back and crawls on top of me, writhing his ass back on my still-hard dick. The pleasure is so intense, I can barely handle it. As he slams his lips down on my mouth again, his hole clenches one more time, and a second orgasm pours out of him.
Gabriel falls onto me, and I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him tight. I run my hand through his hair as we each catch our breath.
Everything that’s happened over the past months swirls through me. We’ve been through so much, but we’re here now. We’re together, and that’s what matters.
