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“Bingo,” he says, holding up a small bottle of lube.
I frown. “Expecting to bang someone when you get home?”
“Something like that.”
He settles over me again and pours some lube into his palm before tossing the bottle to one side.
All thoughts of jealousy are swept away when he wraps a hand around both of our cocks. Pleasure sparks through me and I clamp my legs around his hips, back arching off the bed. This is ten times better than my hand.
“You feel—fuck—you feel so good,” I say through gritted teeth. “So big.”
“Yeah?”
Yeah. He would split me in half. The slide of both of us in and out of his fist sends another shock of arousal through me. I don’t realize I’m whimpering until Milo shushes me quietly, latching onto my mouth and swallowing the sound with a flick of his tongue. It feels like I’m on fire.
I throw my head against the pillow. “God, I’m close.”
My breath catches in my throat, and I wrap my hand around his, urging him to go faster. Soft groans fall from Milo’s lips, and he complies, flicking a thumb over the head of my cock.
“Let go, baby,” he says. “That’s it. Come for me.”
I crescendo first, bucking wildly into his fist. He latches onto my neck, straight white teeth nibbling on my skin, hot tongue laving over the bite. It’s enough to push me over the edge.
My body tenses with my release and I bury my face into my arm, trying to muffle the noises spilling from me. Milo coaxes me through it, one hand cupping my balls as the other strokes the ridge on the underside of my cock, until all I can see are stars.
I come with a gasp, spurting into his hand, and collapse against the sheets. Everything is hot, from the stuffy room to the warmth of his body over mine.
When I can finally breathe again, I pat the space beside me. “Come here.”
Milo curls against my side and I push his hand off his cock, replacing it with my own.
“Is this okay?” I say. A pleased little thrill settles in my chest when he hisses, nodding emphatically.
“Just like that. You’re a natural.”
“It's almost like I have a dick.”
He laughs brightly but the sound chokes off into a low groan when I tighten my grip, copying what he did to me earlier. Faster, swiping the head with my thumb, a little twist near the top until he’s panting so loud it’s all I can hear.
Milo fucks my hand like a toy, chasing his own pleasure. Licking my lips, I coax him through his orgasm, watching him come with his head thrown back in ecstasy. He looks beautiful. Come splatters my stomach, staining my pubes.
Curious, I dip my fingers into the mess, spreading it over my chest. It’s like a brand, a claim that I’m his and he’s mine.
Milo pulls me close. “We need a shower.”
“And whose fault is that?”
“Don't pretend you don’t like it.”
I flick his forehead, grinning. The ease between us is back, settling around me like a familiar blanket. Milo presses a kiss to my cheek and gets up, heading for the bathroom. He comes back with a few tissues and cleans us up before flopping onto the bed and wrapping his arms around me.
I hum against his chest, inhaling cherries and sweat and sex.
Lips brush under my ear. “Good?”
“Very good.”
I don’t let myself think too much about the end of our stay, looming over the horizon.
