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I smiled and put my mouth back on his. A soft groan escaped against his lips as his hands caressed my bare back. Putting my arms around him, I fisted my hands in his shirt, pulling him tighter against me, needing us to be closer, wanting more of him.
His kiss moved from my lips across my jaw. Tom nibbled on my earlobe, and I felt like I was about to spontaneously combust. When he moved from there to my neck, I thought that I was about to make a fool of myself by making a mess in my briefs. Every suck and nibble on the sensitive flesh on the side of my throat was directly wired to my dick and it throbbed harder still with each connection.
“Oh fuck, Tom.” I breathed wantonly as he moved to my collar bone. My hands slid to his head, my fingers cradling him against me, silently encouraging him to do something I hadn’t experienced since I was a horny teenager. “Do it,” I pleaded as he sucked on the skin on my shoulder.
Understanding exactly what I was talking about he applied more pressure with his mouth. My head fell back in pleasure as I cast a moan skywards. This was a man I could get lost with. This was a man whose body and soul felt like he fit so well with me, that this was the most natural thing in the world.
His hand cupped my face and his mouth possessed mine again. I moved my hands between us and started to unbutton his shirt. His marking my shoulder had now become the point of no return. I wasn’t going to be satisfied until this man had his cock buried balls deep inside me.
My hurried hands fumbled over the buttons on his shirt before finally undoing the last one and pushing the cotton over his shoulders and down his arms. My fingertips returned to the broad expanse of hairy chest, and I delighted in running my hands over him, the sensation of his hair against my skin, until I skimmed over his nipples.
A low moan that could easily have been mistaken for a growl vibrated against my lips. Suddenly the backs of my legs were against the edge of the bed, as Tom steered us down onto it.
Skilfully, he didn’t break the contact of our kiss the whole time, and he came down on top of me with one leg between mine, the other on the outside of my thigh. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my hip again, but with the weight of his body on mine, it almost made it feel like it was much bigger than I had previously thought.
His hand skimmed over my side before coming to rest on its target as he cupped at my pec muscle and let his fingers tease my nipple. This time it was my turn to moan against his mouth. My hands caressed over his back, the contact with his bare skin making my fingertips tingle. This man was setting me on fire in a way that I had never experienced in my entire adult life. I thought about how long it had been since I had let someone touch me like this, knowing full well that it had been since before I went into rehab.
I had worried that my sobriety would be compromised by the stress of a relationship, but here in this moment I realised that the only thing that was keeping me back from something like this had been fear. If I had been able to get through the pressure of the situation that had brought Tom into my life without drinking, then I could do anything.
He pried his lips from mine and looked at me. The intensity of the lust was scorching, but there was a hint of something else in there. Something deeper and more soulful. He grinned at me cheekily and sank his mouth onto the nipple that wasn’t being teased by his skilful fingertips. I hissed at the contact.
“Fuck!” I moaned as he pinched both nipples, one with teeth and the other with his thumb and forefinger. My back arched off the bed and I rolled my hips, pressing my cock against him. My hand grabbed at his shoulders, my fingertips pressing hard against his flesh.
He shifted his weight against me, leaning more on my hip, and his hand skimmed over my torso, before sliding over my crotch and cupping my rock-hard dick through my jeans. I moaned at the friction he was providing and thrust myself against his hand, willing him to help me out of my jeans and have his hands on me.
As though he had read my mind, Tom’s fingers moved to pop open the button of my flies, and then lowered the zipper. His hand then slipped inside the denim and cupped against my cock again.
“Oh God,” I moaned as the heat of his palm enveloped me with just a thin covering between us.
Again, he shifted, and his mouth was back on mine before I had the chance to properly register that it was gone from my nipple. A second after his lips met mine, his hand slipped beneath the waistband of my briefs. He cupped my balls and slowly trailed his hand along the length of my cock. It throbbed against his touch, and he wrapped his fingers firmly around me. I flexed my hips against his grip, needing more, wanting him to pump my cock and make me come.
CHAPTER 15
TOM
Feeling Lennox’s cock, thick and hard in my hand, was making my own throb unbearably. I had never needed to sink my dick into another human being as much as I did in this moment with him.
When he encouraged me to mark his shoulder, I thought that I was going to cream my pants. It seemed so primal and almost territorial, but the thought of someone seeing it and knowing what it meant turned me on even more. They didn’t even have to know that it was me who did it, just that they would know he had been with ‘someone’ was enough.
And now with his cock in my hand, I knew I had passed the point of no return. This wouldn’t end until I had my cock inside him, and it was also the start of something that I was beginning to realise I couldn’t be without. A relationship with him. While there had been an attraction that first day in the offices, I never once imagined that I would act on it, and I certainly never considered that it would be much more than just attraction for him.
He thrust his cock against my closed hand again, and I smiled against his mouth before breaking our kiss. His dark eyes were almost black and sparkled with lust and desire.
“Is there something you need?” I teased, my voice low and almost raspy.
He licked his lips and moaned as I moved my hand against him. “Yes.” He breathed, closing his eyes as I pumped the length of him again.
“What is it?” I urged.
Again, his hips met my movement.
“Fuck me and make me come,” he said, staring at me intently, challenging me to deliver what he was asking.
A groan rumbled up from my chest. “Oh fuck, you’re going to get it.”
I moved away from him and stood back beside the bed. Never taking my eyes off him, I undid my trousers and pulled them and my underwear to the floor. As I did, Lennox lifted his hips and slid his briefs and jeans down his thighs. I grabbed his shoes and pulled them and the last of his clothing off. Both of us now completely naked, I moved back to where I had been against his hip, one leg between his.
“Is this what you wanted?” I asked as I slid my hand back over his balls and his cock.
