“Yes …” he hisses and rolls onto his stomach.
Hovering above him, I drag my hands down his body, trailing my thumbs along the deep groove of his spine until I reach his bubble butt. There are two depressions above it, either side of his spine, and as I grab his hips and press my thumbs to them, they remind me of instructions.
Hold here and fuck.
I hurry to grab the lube from my bag beside the bed and move to kneel between Asher’s spread thighs. Then I grab his firm ass, spread his cheeks, and cover his hole with my mouth. His hips jerk at the contact, and I follow, wanting, needing more. I want to taste every inch of him, and as I work the spit up in my mouth, I start to push my tongue inside.
He’s tight, and I have no idea how long it’s been since he’s bottomed, but the small grunts he’s trying to hold back and the way his thighs keep clenching tell me he wants this as much as I do.
I get my tongue past that tight ring of muscle and start to pump it in and out. His hips shift with me, and it takes me a moment to realize he’s rubbing his cock over the mattress. I pull back, and there’s a loud crack as my hand connects with his thigh.
“You do not come until I’m inside you.”
“Then hurry up back there,” he whines.
That needy tone makes me desperate. I cover my fingers in lube and reach down to pull his cock back between his legs while I push a finger inside him. The resistance around my digit lasts just long enough for me to wrap my lips around the head of his cock, and then he starts to relax. I suck and stretch until I’m able to slip a second and then third finger in.
“Kole … Fuck, come on.”
We are so on the same wavelength. I give his dick a solid stroke before I pull away, grab the lube, and coat myself with it. I completely overdo it in my eagerness and don’t even care, because I’ve been wanting this so long I can barely believe it’s about to happen.
Knowing my luck, the fire alarms or some shit will go off before I can get inside him, and that thought has me scrambling to position myself between his legs.
Asher tilts his hips up toward me.
“Ready?”
“Yes, yes. Do it already.” His begging almost has a high-pitched note to it.
I press my cock against his hole and start to push inside.
I could sob it feels so good. Nothing between us. Nothing to dim the pleasure.
One long, smooth stroke and I’m finally seated deep inside him. I have to stop for a moment. I press my forehead to his back as I try to stave off the building orgasm. “You feel so good.”
His back muscles shift beneath me. “Damn, I didn’t know how much I needed this.”
“What?”
“You. Inside me. Owning me. Fuck, Kole, you’re all I can feel. It’s …” Whatever it is, he doesn’t have words for. He reaches down and grabs my hand, linking our fingers together. “Please …”
I lean in and press a kiss behind his ear. Inhale the smell of locker room soap, which used to remind me of pressure and disappointment, but now reminds me of Asher. My thrusts start slow and deep as I hold him tight against me. What he’s feeling, I’m feeling it too. It’s overwhelming. Perfect. I want to feel every minute. His hard chest under my palm. The bead of sweat on his neck. His strong legs pinned under mine. The press of my balls against his with each thrust.
Skin and warmth on the outside. Words like claimed and owned and mine on the inside.
I press in deep against his ass. “Does that feel good?”
He responds by grinding up against me. And as incredible as this feels, I’m not going to be able to hold out for much longer.
“Time for you to come.”
I steer his hand to his dick, then release him and kneel up to grip his hips. There’s no more teasing, no more dragging it out. I pound into him over and over, and Asher meets every thrust with a backward one of his own.
The slap of flesh, the smell of sweat, my hard breaths, and Asher’s moans, and … shit. It’s too much, too much—
Asher clenches tight around my dick, and my legs jolt as my orgasm hits me. It’s so intense I’m barely aware of Asher slumping forward until I land heavily on top of him, and my cock gives one final twitch inside his ass.
I can’t do anything but breathe and hold him tight while I wonder if it’s possible for an orgasm to send you blind because that was …