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“Mmmm,” he agreed as his eyes closed, and his hip flexed against my hand once again.

I shifted on the bed, removing myself from between his thighs to lie beside him. I dipped my head towards his crotch and lifted the head of his dick for my mouth to take, leaving my hand free to push his legs further apart and my finger to skim over his taint to his arsehole.

I pressed against the muscle of his ass, rubbing in small circles as I slid my mouth down as far as I could on his cock. One of his hands stroked over my back, the other cupped the back of my head to encourage my movements with my mouth.

When I ran my tongue over the head of his dick, his voice echoed in my ears. “Oh, sweet fuck, Tom.”

Christ, hearing my name uttered as he moaned in pleasure was something I didn’t realise had been missing from my life until now. And I was sure that it wouldn’t have been right with anyone else saying it but him.

In that moment, I realised that I was in way over my head with him. I wanted Lennox like I had never wanted anyone else my whole life. I wanted him like I needed air. He was addictive as hell and in the few short weeks that I had known him I was definitely hooked.

I worked to let my spit cover his cock, using that wetness to increase the sensations. Gathering some on my finger as lube, I returned it to his arsehole, pressing again against the ring of muscle. As his dick hit my gag reflex, I felt my finger slide into him.

His moans and a peppering of expletives only served to encourage me, and I started to move my hand and head in a combination that was sure to be driving him closer to doing just what he asked for. But as much as the thought of tasting his spunk on my tongue as I sucked him off to climax was appealing, I desperately needed to be inside him.

Letting his cock fall from my mouth, I kissed up over his body, moving to cover him. My hand was still between his legs, my finger still inside him, as I claimed his mouth again with my own.

Working my finger in and out of him while kissing him fiercely, I didn’t think that I’d be able to wait anymore. I pulled my finger out and moved until both my legs were between his. My cock was now lying against where my fingers had just been teasing.

I pulled back from our kiss and looked down at the beautiful man lying under me. “I don’t have anything with me,” I told him, hoping that he would understand what I meant.

“Yeah,” he agreed, knowing what I was talking about. “I don’t have anything either.” His hand cupped my cheek. “But don’t stop.”

“Sure?”

He nodded and slid his hand to the back of my neck, pulling me back down to his mouth. I kissed him hard and fast before settling back on my heels between his legs. I put my hands on his hips as he watched me and yanked his body hard against mine, bringing his arse up onto my thighs. I encouraged his knees back towards his chest and delighted in the sight of his arse and legs spread ready for me.

Gathering my saliva at the front of my mouth, I spat it out over Lennox’s arsehole, catching it with my fingers and working it in and over him. I licked my other hand and rubbed it over the head of my dick before pressing it to where I wanted it most and guiding it slowly and carefully inside him.

As soon as the muscle relaxed and let me inside, Lennox moaned, and I paused to let him get used to the feeling of my cock. I watched him, reading his body language, using that focus to keep me from pushing too hard and too fast with no real lube. Inch by torturous inch I slowly worked my way deeper until I was buried inside him up to my balls.

“Fuck, that feels so insanely good,” he moaned when I paused finally, fully ensheathed within him.

“Fucking right it does,” I said, staring at where our bodies were now joined, before looking up at his face. One look at him and I was suddenly aware of just how much I wanted to take my time and make love to his man. Emotions I didn’t know I had washed over me. This was going to change me forever, and I wanted to do nothing but welcome it.

Lennox flexed against me, and I pushed that thought aside. There would be plenty of time for that later. For now, I was going to make sure both of us spent all the tension that had been building between us. I pulled back just a fraction before sinking back into Lennox completely. This time would have to be hard and fast, because I didn’t think that I would be able to hold back from him anymore.

CHAPTER 16

LENNOX

When Tom finally buried his cock balls deep in my arse I was sure of one thing: this man was going to be my undoing. He paused, looking down at me, the intensity of his glance washing over me. The pull in my chest that happened when he did was too much, and I had to do something to interrupt whatever the hell that was.

I flexed my hips and clenched my arse around his dick, encouraging him to move. Needing him to give me what he had promised he would. It was all the incentive he needed because he pulled back and slid back inside me. The sensation made my cock throb, and I started to move against Tom’s movements with every thrust that he made inside me.

Tom’s low rumbling moans turned me on even more as he started to pick up the pace. His hand found its way around my cock as he started to stroke me in time with the movement of his hips.

I knew that it wouldn’t be long before he had me coming over my torso and his hand, my arse full of his delicious dick. His thrusts grew more powerful and urgent, driving himself deep and hard as he started to chase a climax for us both.

I thought about how good he felt inside me, how he wore his desire so exquisitely on his handsome face, how he stirred up feelings in me that I wasn’t ready to admit to having. Feeling that telltale pull in my balls, I knew that I was close.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to come,” I warned him with a moan.

Spurred on by my admission, Tom’s hips started to buck against me. His eyes caught mine as his thrusts became more staccato and less rhythmic in pace. I felt as though he was looking into my soul, and the potency of the emotion it was stirring was almost too much to bear. Needing to look away, but not daring to, I held his gaze as we came undone together.

Spent and sated, we both cleaned ourselves up and climbed under the covers. I fell asleep with Tom’s arm draped over my waist, feeling protected and for the first time in what felt like forever – loved.

Waking up with an arm draped over me and a warm body behind me was a feeling that I wasn’t used to. But I had to admit, it was definitely something that I could get used to. I hoped that Tom was going to give us the chance to experience it more regularly. I sighed softly, letting my body drink in the tranquillity that seemed to be radiating from Tom and drifted off to sleep once more.

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