Page 26 of Bodies of Water


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Even I could see that that was no sort of choice at all.

“I...”I paused, searching his expression and finding nothing but hunger there.“I want you to suck me again.”

Only a moment in which I could take in the way the smile spread across his face like quicksilver, before Kai was dropping to his knees in front of me.One hand tugging the towel out of my grip and to the floor, the other reaching eagerly past the waistband of my swimsuit.I gasped when I felt him touch me, fingers squirming against the pull of the elastic and into where my cock was pressed, rigid, against my hip.

Two sharp tugs down, the suit a tangle around my upper thighs but granting access enough for what Kai had in mind.A hand hooking around the base of my shaft to pull it almost horizontal, the glistening tip pointed at his lips.

When he glanced up at me, his eyes were glazed with anticipation.The breath caught in my chest when he dove, hungrily, to spear his mouth on me.

It was better than I remembered, better than even the fantasy of that memory could’ve been.That mixture of the sensation of his mouth and tongue and lips, all churning around my cock, blended with the heady buzz of knowing he wanted this just as much as I did.That he was no reluctant, time-weary partner going through the motions, but as urgent in his arousal as I was feeling too.

His throat hummed around my swollen head, my legs threatening for a moment to buckle.Hands desperately grabbing the wet mess of his hair to steady myself, only to be rewarded by a rumbling, needy groan from deep in his chest.

I tightened my grip, felt Kai shudder in response.Remembered the way he’d reacted the previous day, the way he’d goaded me into using him like a hot, slick sleeve for my own pleasure, and seemed as equally turned on by it.

Making a fist in his hair, I pulled my hips back until only the first inch or so of me was lodged between his lips.Stared down at the need in his expression.

“Even if your phone rings this time, I’m not stopping,” I told him, feeling my way through the unfamiliar sensation of such aggressive words.The way his eyes flared in response made me think I’d got it right.

When I pulled him back onto me, when I used my grip to move his mouth along my shaft, I wasn’t sure how much of it was me and how much was Kai.The need in both of us manifesting in a blow job that felt by turn my using him, and then again him using me.The only consistency being the waves of pleasure radiating through my body.

As I staggered back the few short steps to sit on the edge of the lounger, Kai followed with me.My hands never leaving his head, and my cock never slipping from his mouth.Steadying myself with one arm braced behind me, I left the other at his crown to guide him as he sucked and lapped.A warm, wet stream of his drool across my balls as they nudged his chin, his hands clawing my bunched swimsuit down and finally off my legs before his fingertips dug insistently into my waist.

Last time I’d wanted to wait, wanted to prolong it as much as I could.Even forced myself to pull away, only to have the delayed gratification I’d had in mind made all the more interminable.I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

“Fuck,” I muttered, through nearly clenched teeth, “you fucking slut, you’re gonna make me cum.”The unfamiliar words only possible with the knowledge that Kai liked to hear them, wanted to be debased as he massaged my length with his throat and tongue.I knew I probably sounded like some cut-rate porn flick, but I was too far gone to listen to myself.

Focused, instead, on the fact that I was so close to erupting in him.So close to flooding his throat, to something so very intimate and uncontrolled, that I couldn’t recall the last time it had happened.Certainly not in more recent memory with my ex, and not in the long months since our separation.

Kai wanted it too.That need, the hunger for it, was clear in the way he bobbed and swallowed around me, his tongue seemingly desperate to cover as much of me as it could.One of his hands cradling my balls now, slippery and firm in his grip as he kneaded them.

When the orgasm finally overtook me, it was like my body was electrified.Muscles painfully taut; heart hammering in my chest.My fist a death-grip in his hair, clutching his face against my groin as though I could somehow force an extra fraction of an inch into him.

Eventually I released him, released us both as my body eased from its rictus.Kai toppled back onto his ass, and for a moment I was struck by the awareness that, even as I’d plugged his throat and stifled his breathing, he’d still waited for me to free him rather than push at me.

His face was a mess, lips swollen and red, and a sheen of greasy drool from his nose down.Pupils so wide, his irises were close to black.Watching as his chest heaved, it was as though the sounds of my own rough gasps were coming from him.

“Fuck.”My voice was little more than a whisper.“That was...fuck.”

His puffy lips spread into a grin.“That was worth waiting for.”

I smiled back at him, still trying to catch my breath.“You didn’t have to wait that long.”

Kai rubbed his forearm across his mouth.“Plenty of chasing, though.”

I chuckled.“Even if I didn’t realize I was being chased.”

He settled back, arms outstretched behind him.The silence more comfortable than anything I could remember in my life recently.

“Y’know,” Kai said, after a couple of minutes, “this is the first time I’ve seen you not self-conscious.Just...being there.”

Any other time, something like that would probably have made me flinch.But he was right; I could feel it too.Despite the fact that I was slumped on a deck lounger, naked, and my still-almost-fully-hard cock lolling out from my crotch, I had found myself settling into an unfamiliar reverie.Even the knowledge that Kai was looking at me, at me in my entirety, wasn’t enough to derail it.

I shrugged, not really understanding it any more myself.“I guess we blew through my reserves of awkwardness.”

Kai licked his lips, pointedly.“I certainly blew something.”

My turn to roll my eyes.I kicked up my foot, sending the crumpled grey tangle of my discarded swimsuit at his face.