I chuckled and lifted myself off his dick as I pushed a second finger inside. “You’re always asking for more.”
“Because you’re always insisting on stretching me slowly. I want your dick in me, Jace.”
I kissed the divots of his hips, swirling my tongue on his skin. There was a small scar on the left side that he’d told me came from a cigarette burn courtesy of his father many years ago. Ever since, I made a point to kiss him a little extra in that spot when I went down on him, as if I could somehow love away all the hatred he’d experienced earlier in his life.
I pushed a third finger into his ass and moved my fingers around, getting him ready for me. My dick leaked against his leg in anticipation. I’d been wanting to fuck Kayden since the moment I saw him in that bar,but I’d never asked again after he said no the first time, and I never would have, despite how badly I wanted it.
“Jace,” he groaned. “Please.”
“Alright, alright,” I said, withdrawing my fingers and squirting lube into my hand. “Lift your knees, baby.”
I rubbed lube all over my dick as he pulled his legs toward his chest, opening up access for me. I positioned myself between his legs, the head of my dick pressing against his ass. I pushed in slowly, stopping halfway in as I let him adjust to the thickness of my cock.
“Give me the whole thing,” he demanded between sharp inhales.
I leaned forward and kissed him, as I pushed further inside, making sure my piercing brushed against his prostate as I seated myself fully inside him. “Fucking hell, Kayd,” I groaned. “You’re squeezing me so tight.”
I couldn’t move, his grip on me was so intense it shot sparks of pleasure down my spine and straight to my balls. Kayden grabbed my hips. “I know you’ve got to be good at this, Jace. Don’t hold back on me.”
“I’m not,” I crocked. “I’m honestly just trying not to come, baby. Your ass is so tight I’m about to burst.”
He gave me a smug smile. “I love how much I undo you.”
I covered his mouth with mine and slowly started to move my hips, eliciting a throaty moan from him. “You are the sexiest man I have ever seen in my life, Kayd. Being inside you is a Goddamn privilege that I am going to savor.”
He squeezed his dick. “You might not get to savor it for long,” he said, stroking himself gently. “Because that feels really fucking good.”
I picked up the pace of my hips, the sight of Kayden’s fist around his dick spurring me on. A few thrusts later and the need for release intensified. “I’m already there, baby,” I said as my balls tightened.
He groaned. “Come with me.” No sooner had the words left his mouth than his eyes rolled backward and his dick erupted all over his chest. The way he screamed my name, moaning in pleasure, made me spill my load instantly. I slowed the movement of my hips and slowly pulled out, rolling onto my back next to him.
“Incredible. That was incredible.” He rolled over to face me and ran his finger through the come on his chest. “Shower?”
I nodded, still unable to form words.
He pressed a soft kiss to my jaw. “I love you, Jace.”
I reached around his waist with one arm and pulled him against me. “I love you too. Thank you for trusting me,” I said, still unable to forget the horrible things that had been said to him in his youth. Sadly, I suspected I didn’t even know half of it.
“I trust you with my life, my heart, my body. I trust you completely, Jace.” He rolled on top of me and peppered me with kisses. We lay there, making out, both of us sticky and growing hard again before finally crawling out of the bed to the shower.
Thirty minutes later, we got back into bed, me in gray sweatpants and Kayden in the plaid pajama pants he kept here. Kayden rested his head on my chest and looked up at me.
“You still have paint under your ear somehow,” Kayden said, scratching at it with his fingernail. “I feel very cool dating a sexy artist.”
I laughed. “You get that vibe from a little paint under the ear?”
“Babe, your art covers these walls and your chest. And your dick is pierced. That’s a very bold choice for a man to make and clearly comes from your artistic self-expression.”
I kissed him. “Don’t ever call my dick piercing artistic self-expression again, you dork.”
He chuckled. “Fine, but that’s what it is.”
“Noted.” I ran my hands over his chest and my cock hardened again.
Kayden took my hand from his chest and kissed each of my fingers. “I think I want to ask Olivia out on a date. How do you feel about that?”
I smiled internally but forced my face to remain neutral. “If that’s what you want, then I think you should do it.”
