I nodded and tried to kiss him again.
He turned his face away, laughing, and rubbed back up my dick, nice and slow through the sweats.“Feels like you did.How much did you save me?”
“It’s fucking endless when you’re around,” I said into his neck before kissing it.
Had I ever been in a room with Diego and not been ready to go?I couldn’t think of a single time, not since the night I’d first noticed him.He’d sassed the biggest guy in school right there on the sidelines, this hot little choir geek who refused to back down, and I’d never been able to look away since.
Somehow, while he was in my arms, in my bed, it felt like that was just yesterday.Or maybe like there hadn’t been a huge gap in time between Kelly’s wedding last weekend and the last time he’d been in my lap, driving me crazy.
He sure as fuck hadn’t worn a skirt like this, though.He leaned back a little, so I could see how the skirt bunched beneath his navel, his dark, thickened cock springing from beneath it to rest against my belly.“Promise?”he asked with another vicious, scorching smirk.
I nodded, too out of breath to speak, and watched him rock his hips to rub his dickhead against me, the motion giving my own prick, now pressed against the back of his thigh between us, a wild thrill.
“You have a little bit of a schoolgirl fantasy?”he asked, voice light and teasing.
I shook my head.“Not really.”
He rocked again, this snakey, sinful motion that made my blood roar.“You suuuuure?”
“It’s you,” I said stupidly.“It’s your legs.All of you.In that.”
He blinked a few times, suddenly still.
I thought I’d fucked up, and my heart froze for an instant.
He pushed me down flat, onto the bed, and kissed me even harder as he crawled on top of me, lowered down, and straddled me in exactly the right place to rub his pretty cock against my bulge while we made out.I kept one hand on his perfect ass cheek but explored with the other one, all the way up beneath his shirt, over the lion tattoo peeking out from between the mesh.
I lost my mind right about then.We kissed and petted and peeled off clothes, bit and licked until our mouths were dry and my sweats had multiple wet spots—we were both panting and dripping.His voice was ragged when he asked, “You wanna fuck?”
“Yeah,” I huffed back, into his hair.“You know I do.”
“You have lube?”
I nodded, and he peeled off to let me roll over and grab the tube from the bedside table.It was the slightly thicker one I liked for toys, and it had been getting a lot of use lately.Diego, glorious in nothing but his little skirt, grabbed for the tube.He climbed on top of me again, his long legs flexing as he planted his knees as far apart as possible on either side of my hips, his cock almost purple and glistening at the naked head where it peeked out from under the pleats.His torso was a perfect image of lines and planes calculated to drive me out of my goddamn mind.I ran my hands over it greedily, taking in his hot skin, his sweat, pausing to tease at his armpits, his nips, his navel.
He closed his hand around my cock and stroked it, spreading and warming the lube, still sitting on top of me like a prince on his throne.Like he fucking belonged there.He watched my cock as it pulsed with desperation, then stroked it again, even more slowly.“You ever fucked someone in the ass?”
I tried to speak, but my throat was too dry.So I just nodded.
“Oooh, freaky girls, huh?”He raised both eyebrows and grinned.No, he didn’t look like a prince on a throne.He looked like agod.
“Just kidding.It’s not that freaky these days.”He laughed out loud, cheeks reddening, and lifted up a little higher so he could point my dick between his legs.His cock stood up straight and dark beneath its cloak of yellow plaid and gave a little jump when he rubbed my dickhead against his hole experimentally.
It was like standing on the edge of a cliff, waiting to jump.Exquisite anticipation, my whole body keyed up and ready.I had zero control over what happened next, and as long as he liked it, I didn’t give a shit.
He sank onto me, took in my dickhead, and gave a gut-wrenching moan as he slid all the way down until his balls sat on my belly.He rocked, and I shuddered at the feeling of him all around me, tight and hot and eager.I clutched at his ass, biting my lip and trying to think about anything but how fuckinggoodhe felt.
His eyes fluttered closed, then he rocked forward a little and gave a shiver, nips, balls, and cock tightening visibly.In a voice that was almost tortured, he moaned, “Oh,fuck, daddy.That hits good.”
I might’ve whimpered.The sight of him perched on me like that, impaled on my dick and thrilled about it, was almost too much.The rumpled skirt was incidental.A flush of heat through my cock and balls made me think I was going to cum already, but after a second, I caught my breath and bit it back.
He opened his eyes.“This okay, babe?”he asked quietly.
“Y-yeah.It’s—fucking great,” I barely managed.
His smile was slower now, dreamier.“I want it to be great.”He rocked his hips in a kind of circular motion, pulling up and forward so I slid out, and then down and back to take me all the way in again.“I wanna ruin you for anyone else.”
I thought,You did that eight years ago.A wild thought, immature, silly.Patently untrue, seeing as I’d had plenty of partners since.That didn’t stop it from feeling desperately fucking true in the moment, though.
