It's Complicated: A Reservations Story

“I’m so fucking good. You feel amazing, and I want more.”

A sly smile slid across Beckett’s lips as he slowly sank into him then pulled back and thrust forward again. Julian dropped his head back against the pillow, and Beckett followed him down, his kiss demanding and deep. He groaned into Beckett’s mouth as his pleasure soared higher and higher. He wrapped his legs around Beckett and gripped his shoulders before drawing his nails down Beckett’s back, taking everything the man offered.

Beckett nipped his lips and canted his hips, his thrusts growing faster. His cock hit that perfect spot every time his hips slid forward. Those fucking powerful hips rolled into him over and over with maddening precision.

“Yes, Beck… right there. Don’t stop. I’m close.” He untangled his legs from Beckett’s waist, dropping his feet to the mattress, taking everything his lover gave him. Beckett buried his head in Julian’s neck and changed the pace of his strokes, sending tingles scattering throughout Julian’s body. Short, teasing strokes then long, slow ones left him gasping from the intensity. He clenched the muscles in his ass and pushed against the cock inside him.

“So good, Julian. I never want this to end.” Beckett panted against his ear. That hot breath igniting sparks along his spine.

Julian rolled his hips in response, holding on to Beckett’s shoulders as the sound of their bodies meeting filled the room. Completely at his Marlboro Man’s mercy, then Beckett’s hips sped up and stole the oxygen from his lungs. Beckett felt so good inside of him. If he died right now, it wouldn’t matter. He’d already had a taste of heaven. Julian didn’t attempt to slow the orgasm racing to the surface. He surrendered to the bliss.

Sliding his hands into the man’s thick hair, he let his fingers tangle in the silky strands as he tugged Beckett’s lips to his. Beckett’s tongue invaded his mouth like the man invaded his soul, and he was helpless to stop it. The kiss deepened, and Beckett’s thrusts grew more demanding. With every push, Beckett was claiming him, inserting himself firmly in Julian’s heart.

“Please,” Julian begged, “I need…”

“Shhh. I’ve got you.” Beckett shifted his weight and wrapped a rough, warm palm around Julian’s cock then stroked in time with his thrusts.

“Yes... Fuck me.” Julian sank his fingers into the firm globes of Beckett’s ass, trying to force him deeper. But Beckett never lost rhythm as he plunged in and out of Julian’s body.

Their breaths mingled and their moans peppered the air as Beckett fucked him right to the edge. The waves of ecstasy built deep in his body as intense heat raced down his spine and licked at his balls, drawing them to his body.

“Harder, B, I’m…” were the only words he could manage. It didn’t matter to Julian if it was the hand on his cock or the cock in his ass. He just needed it harder and faster.

“Come for me, baby.” Beckett tightened his grip and snapped his hips against him, hitting that delicious bundle of nerves deep in his ass with every movement. He continued driving into him with a look of such devotion staring down at him. Beckett saw deep down into his soul. Julian let himself be swept away with that knowledge. This man saw the real him.

“Beckett,” he cried out, squeezing his eyes shut as pleasure racked his body. His release slammed into him with such a force it bowed his body and left him spasming in sweet oblivion. His come coated Beckett’s fist and his stomach as he succumbed to the rapture.

“That’s it. Feels so good, Julian.” Beckett panted, dropping his forehead to Julian’s as he continued fucking him through his orgasm. His hips slowed, and his movements faltered. “So, fucking good, Julian.” Beckett’s dick twitched hard in his ass, drawing one last shudder from his overstimulated body. He held on tightly, clinging to him as his breathing slowed and the tension left his muscles.

Beckett pressed his mouth against Julian’s lips in a soft, sweet kiss. A tender sampling of lips as their tongues slid together in a slow and deliberate dance. There were no words to describe the feeling bubbling up in Julian’s soul. He’d never felt lighter, even with the weight of his Marlboro Man pushing him down.

Beckett pulled back from the kiss and stared down at him. “You’re amazing. That was more than I’d ever dreamed it could be.”

Julian smiled at the raw honesty hidden behind those words. He agreed it was more too. The connection and their chemistry were so off the charts it messed with his head even now. Could there be something more in the future? He pushed the wayward thoughts aside when Beckett lifted off him, that delightful weight leaving him.

He had to stop himself from protesting as Beckett slowly withdrew his softening dick and rolled to his side, gathering Julian in his arms and settling him against his thick chest. Instead of saying anything, he snuggled into Beckett, enjoying the tenderness of the moment. He lay in Beckett’s arms with come drying on his stomach as Beckett’s fingers caressed his skin.