Page 57 of Sight Unseen

He rutted against me gently. “It’s like old times,” Cody said wondrously. “Like coming home. God, Nate, you feel so damn good. I’ve missed you so much.”

I pulled him down, trying to find his mouth in a frenzy of need. His lips were warm and sweet, his tongue tangling with mine and thrusting deeper, fiercer with each press of his open lips against mine.

Our cocks were slick and smooth as they rubbed together and I knew I wouldn’t last if he kept that up. I wanted to come with him inside me. He had been the only man to ever manage to make me come from simply filling me up.

I wrenched my mouth away from the desperate kiss. “I need air,” I gasped. “Take this a bit slower or it will be over before you know it.”

His sexy chuckle sent a jolt of electricity down my body.

“Yeah? I can do slow.” Cody’s fingers brushed my cheek. “We have all night. Just lie there and let me do my thing.”

What followed was reminiscent of years gone by, and what I expected death by sensuality would feel like.

Cody could have taught classes in the art of seduction and erotic foreplay.

The teenager I’d once known had grown to be a man who knew well how to play his captive audience—me—and torment them within any definition of mind-blowing, orgasmic torture.

The fact I couldn’t see enhanced his every sexy, teasing and intimate act.

I was his buffet.

I groaned as his teeth and lips pulled on my nipples, sucking and licking them until they were hard. “Jesus, who taught you to do that?”

His quiet laugh reverberated against my stomach as he moved down. “Glad you like it.” He wriggled his tongue in my belly button and his hand brushed my aching cock. The moan I made was worthy of a porn star.

My hips were his next target, and in my heightened state of arousal, each brush against my skin drove me closer to falling off a cliff. He trailed wickedly teasing fingers along my body as his breath ghosted over my heated skin. He’d lick then blow on the wet patch, driving me wild with the sensation.

I reached a hand down to touch my cock and he stopped me. “Leave it.” His fingers flicked the tip, and I whimpered. “That’s mine to make you come when I’m inside you.”

“But I’m so past horny it’s not funny,” I pleaded as his lips bit the skin at my hips and I sucked in a breath. “You’re killing me here.”

Soft hair brushed over my cock, and in my mind I saw Cody’s blond hair draping over my body, tantalizing me. That thought was soon forgotten when my almost bursting hard-on was engulfed in heat and wetness and my hips bucked upward to meet his mouth.

“Oh God,” I managed to get out. “You do that much more and I’ll be over. Kaput. You bastard.”

He laughed against my cock, tongue lapping at me like I was a popsicle. I reached down and pulled that laughing mouth off me. “I think I’ve had all I can take of this damn edging. Fuck me, please.”

Cody’s hand took mine and he wrapped it around his cock. “Feel that?” he said unsteadily. The hard length of him, slick with his desire, was a lot bigger than I remembered, especially when I considered where it was going. “You do that to me, Nate. You’ve always done that to me. And now I get to push my cock inside you, feel you around me. Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment? Tell me again. You sure this is what you want?”

“Yes, it’s what I want.” I waved at my groin, writhing against the sheets, the scent of sex and musk and sweat assailing my nostrils. “Doesn’t this show you that?” My legs moved restlessly against his. “For God’s sake, the stuff is under the pillow. Get a condom on that gorgeous cock of yours and fuck me.”

He fumbled for the supplies then there was a brief pause as he no doubt got himself ready. The smell of vanilla scented the air and I cheered silently.

Finally, he has the lube, ladies and gentlemen.

The room grew still and I frowned. “Cody, you okay? Are the condoms the right size? I bought large, but I have smaller ones somewhere if you need them.”

His voice was strained when he answered. “Don’t be stupid, the condoms fit fine. Really? Medium? That’s what you think I am?” He leaned in and I sensed the anxiety wafting off him. “Nate, this is like, a really big moment. I’ve built this up in my head so much and for so long… I know it’s kitschy, but it’s a dream come true. I want to make it good for you.”

“Baby, everything you do is good for me. And believe me, I feel the same way. It’s going to be incredible.” My sexual frustration had built up to beyond intolerable. “Now could you get on with it? Please? My ass is getting agitated. It wants your cock.”

Cody snorted as the cool, slippery glide of fingers breached my ass, and I gave a strangled yelp.

Calloused fingers pushed deep into my core. Warm and strong, he touched every pleasure center I had and drove me up the wall. The scent of male sweat and sex pervaded the air, while desperate pants and moans formed a soundtrack to this decadent seduction. Cody’s murmurs of pleasure, coupled with his breathy sighs were a heady mix as his mouth sought mine greedily.

My brain switched off from normal mode and entered the realm of hurry up and get busy as I pushed myself onto Cody’s fingers like a man possessed. His breathing grew deeper and I was about to swear and tell him to get his cock inside me when it happened. His body covered mine as he slid home, pushing inside me, and I grasped his hips, willing him deeper.

Usually, I was fairly silent during sex, but this grown-up Cody brought out the beast in me. I’d never sworn, groaned or moaned so much in my life as he filled me with steady thrusts, the sound of skin on skin exhilarating. I rocked beneath him as he murmured unintelligible words against my mouth and throat, his hips a pistoning machine that seemed to want to drive itself right into the depths of my body.