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“Matthew,” he whispers as I arch into him again, a slow roll of my hips. I can’t speak, can’t express how this feels, so I hold it in and just show him.
I show him what I need.
He gasps slightly, his fingers digging into my skin.
“Are you awake?” he asks, and I nod, canting my hips against him again.
I feel his body tremble beneath mine, a vibration that moves through my skin and settles beneath my ribs. My heart stutters and flips eagerly.
He wants this.
“You want me?” I whisper into his shoulder.
“Oh, Matthew. Yes. Of course I do,” he says gently as he spreads his legs a little wider and lifts his hips slightly, letting me grind against him easier. And I do. I take my time, moving slowly, relishing the feel of him against me, hard cock and all. My nose runs across his skin as I move, and I inhale deeply.
Honeysuckle.
Wildflowers.
Home.
My breath comes out in sharp pants as I continue to rock, needing more. Much more. It’s not enough. Not nearly enough.
“Baby,” Coop says gently. “Want me to help you?”
I groan, trying like hell to keep my composure, but fuck, it’s hard. Not when he feels so good.
“Roll over,” he prods and gently pushes against my chest, following me over until he’s straddling me.
I stare up at him, my chest moving up and down in long, deep breaths. He looks so fucking perfect in the shadows. His hair askew and his dick straining upward as his eyes meet mine.
“I’m going to suck your dick. Can I do that, baby?”
I manage a small nod, nearly vibrating from need as his mouth twitches up.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he moans and then he scoots down, his mouth now so impossibly close to my dick. And when his tongue snakes out and licks a stripe up the underside of me, my back bows off the bed.
“Oh fuck!” I shout, needing this more than I thought I did.
Coop hums in agreement as his tongue swirls along my tip, licking across my slit and then engulfing half of me in his warm, slick mouth.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan again, having obviously lost all of my vocabulary. I’m just muddled cuss words now. But anyone would be reduced to this. Coop’s mouth is a thing of miracles. It’s perfection.
His lips slide down my cock until he’s engulfed the entirety of me, his nose pressed into my groin as he swallows, deep-throating me.
I grip the sheets beside me. My hands turn into fists, wanting so badly to reach out for him, to hold him down on me, to force him to hold me in his throat, but I refuse to do it.
This is already too much.
It’s too much.
I feel the wet slide of his mouth pop off me and he kisses the head of my cock. It twitches under the admiration, and I glance down at him.
“You can touch me,” he says softly, our eyes clashing. “Show me how you like it.”
I let out a low groan, trying to keep myself together. But it’s so easy to fall apart with him, to show myself.
“You can be rough, Matthew. I like it. And be loud. You don’t need to keep it in. I want to hear you.”
