Xavier (Vigilance 4)

Emilio was helping me, and I was helping him have days where he went several hours in a row without touching any electronic devices. Most of the time, we spent those hours in bed, but he was getting better at unplugged relaxation.

“So what is it you want to do to me today?” he asked, voice low and sultry.

“You’ll see. First, we have to go inside and shower.”

“I like showering with you,” he said with a dreamy smile.

“I like you in that swimsuit.”

He gave me a critical once-over. “Why don’t you have one equally as revealing?”

“If I want to take my clothes off, I’ll just take them all off.”

“Are you suggesting we turn this into a nude beach?”

“Only when it’s the two of us. I’m not sharing you with anyone.”

When we’d washed each other thoroughly, I dried him off with a large fluffy towel, then slapped his adorable ass. “On the bed. Head down. Ass in the air.”

“That escalated quickly.”

“It always does when I’m with you.”

He laughed as he rushed off to do my bidding. After I dried myself, I stepped out of the bathroom to see him positioned exactly as I’d told him to be. I climbed on the bed and knelt behind him, taking his ass cheeks in my hands.

He groaned when I pulled them apart, exposing his hole. “Mmm. What are you—”

I leaned forward and blew warm breath over his sensitive skin.

“Xavier?”

“Yes?” I made sure he could feel the word against his ass.

“Are you really…?”

“About to eat your ass? Yes, I am.”

“Oh my God. I know you said you were all in with gay sex, but I didn’t expect…”

“You could have asked.”

“I didn’t want to push.”

I blew against him again, eliciting a shiver. “You don’t seem to mind pushing me in all the other aspects of our life together.”

“That’s—” He sucked in his breath as I swiped my tongue from the back of his balls to the base of his spine.

“Shut up and let me do this. I want to fully immerse myself in the experience.”

Emilio

One thing I loved about Xavier was that he fully immersed himself in all experiences. No matter what it was, he gave one hundred percent, and rimming was no different.

I gasped as he flicked his tongue back and forth over my hole. “Feels so good.”

“Just wait. There’s more.” His breath tickled me, making me giggle.

X tightened his grip on my ass and pushed his tongue into me. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. Was this really happening?

He tongue fucked me with short, fast strokes. I wiggled my hips, unable to stay still as I clutched the sheet beneath me. “Please. More.” He pushed his tongue in deeper. “Holy fuck!”

Thomas Carrington, the nation’s most eligible bachelor, had his tongue up my ass. How had I gotten here? “Am I dreaming?”

“No,” he said, his breath warm against me. “Unless I am too.”

He kept working me, licking, kissing, thrusting into me until I was desperate, whining and begging, my cock rock hard, my muscles turned to jelly.

“Jesus, you’re so responsive.”

“Who wouldn’t be when—” He pushed a finger in along with his tongue.

“God yes. More.”

He worked me like that for what felt like ages, then he sat back and ordered me not to move.

I wasn’t sure I could obey. I couldn’t stop thrusting my hips like I was fucking the air. I knew better than to reach for myself until X told me I could. He liked rules, and I liked when he forced me to obey them.

I heard the click of lube opening and the wet delicious sound of him slicking up his cock. He drove into me without warning, and he showed me no mercy, shoving himself all the way in on the first stroke.

I gasped and bit down on the pillow.

“Fuck. That’s… so good. Don’t go slow. I want you to wreck me.”

He did, and I pushed my ass back to meet every stroke. It was fast and wild and harsh. When we finished, we both collapsed onto the bed. Several moments passed before either of us spoke.

“Tell me,” I said between panting breaths, “that you’ll let me do that to you.”

“I won’t just let you, I’ll order you to. If your reaction is any indication of how good it feels, I need your tongue up my ass as soon as you catch your breath.”

“You’re so fucking demanding.”

He nipped at the back of my neck. “You love it.”

I looked over my shoulder at him. “I’ve got an idea.”

Xavier gave me a wary look. “What’s that?”

“I think we should find out if you can read poetry while I tongue fuck your ass.”

“Are you challenging me?”

I gave him a big grin. “I am.”

“I can do anything if I want to.”

“We’ll see.”

“Kiss me,” he demanded. I turned over so I could, but he rolled us so I was on top. I pulled back and gazed down at him, thinking I was probably the luckiest man in the world.