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He pulled my hair. I looked up at him while he filled my mouth, and my lips were stretched around him. I wasn’t planning to push him to climax this way, but I had a lot of fun edging him. I reluctantly stopped, and I slowly crept up his body, my lips whispering over his skin. “You are delicious.”

I claimed his mouth again, and we touched from thigh to chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and flipped us over. I growled. “So, you are in charge again?” I managed to say between his searing kisses.

“Yes. I want to see you unravel.” River straddled my groin with his knees next to my hips. His warm balls sat against my straining erection, and he leaned forward and moved his hips, causing sparks to fire. I was desperate for him as his hands moved up my chest, and I realized his plan. My back was against the headboard while he bit and kissed all along my shoulders. I moaned in response to the sharp pain. I knew he would leave marks, and I didn’t have any complaints. “Aaron. Shit. You are so fucking sexy.”

I couldn’t believe this man wanted me as much as I wanted him. My body was vibrating as we rearranged so we were sitting chest to chest. There were only inches between our stomachs as he looked down between us and wrapped his warm hand around me. He held me firmly as he moved his hand slowly, then kissed me hard, and I enjoyed the feeling of his swollen lips. I reached for his member and brought us together. As soon as the heat from his shaft touched mine, I sucked in a breath. We slid against each other, causing me to see stars; the feelingwas intoxicating. He started to stroke us both. We were slick enough that we moved against each other easily. I wrapped my hand around his, letting him control the pace. His strokes became more urgent as he held us.

He leaned forward and whispered in my ear. “I want to watch you come undone, Aaron.”

A thunderbolt traveled from my toes to my scalp, and my balls drew up. The whole-body explosion felt like lightning under my skin. River held my eyes as he started to come with me. I had burst after burst of pleasure travel through me while I watched River throw back his head, wringing every ripple from our bodies, our hands together around our cocks. Ropes of come covered us both as we continued to shudder; it was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I was sure the neighboring rooms had just heard our climax.

We were both covered in our mess. Our foreheads were together, and we breathed like we had run a marathon.

“Mother fuck River.”

Something that sounded like agreement came from him. He moved from me, and we slid down on the bed. Cuddled against me, his head was on my shoulder.

“Let’s just sit here a minute, okay?” I felt his head nod up and down. I wrapped my arm around his back and pulled him tight.

I had no idea how long it had been when I woke up, but I knew I was exactly where I wanted to be. I would be happy here for days. River wrapped around me, one leg laying over my thigh, his arm across my waist, and his head on my chest. He was warm, and his muscles were hard. Chills ran up my body, remembering our first sexual experience.

If I were honest with myself, that was more than sex, and I never had been so intimate with another human. I didn’t hold my sexual partner or sleep wrapped around them. Even with Stephen, it always felt like atransaction. He’d get me off, and I would continue to give him money. I don’t know how I didn’t see that.

That no longer mattered. I carefully kissed the top of River’s head. I had something different now. I realized I didn’t regret the week of foreplay. It felt like we’d been in each other’s lives for years. I didn’t want to start our story with sex. I wanted to make love to him and show him emotions with our physical intimacy. Now, I felt like I had precisely done that.

I surprised myself with that thought. Is that what we just did? Had we made love? It was different than anything I had ever done. Am I now a guy who romances their boyfriend, makes love, and cuddles their partner? I looked down at the amazing person in my arms, and I decided I was that man and was okay with it. I hoped that River would be good with it, too.

Chapter twenty-five

River

I felt Aaron kiss the top of my head. I had no idea what time it was and honestly didn’t care. I couldn’t recall a time I had ever curled up with a lover and fallen asleep in his arms. I didn’t know how long this would last, but I was all in. I felt him feathering his fingers up and down my back, my skin tingling with every touch. I didn’t even know if he was aware of his movements.

I had enough sleep that I started to swell against his thigh.

“Someone is awake.” He whispered, kissing my head again.

“So comfortable. Can we just stay here forever?” I thought about when he asked me that earlier in the week.

“I don’t know about forever, but certainly all weekend.” He said, running his hand down my side resting on my ass. “Come shower with me?”

I watched Aaron climb out of bed. He had a strong back which narrowed down to a fantastic ass. I watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. He stopped in the doorway, turned around, then held his hand out to me. “Will you join me so I can wash every inch of you?” He always seemed so confident; I wished I could channel that.

“Anytime.” He raised his eyebrow. “You make it hard for me to think properly. I don’t know why I said that. Yes. I would love to shower with you.”

He chuckled, then turned on the shower and stepped in. There was no waiting for hot water here. There was enough room for two men in the shower, but we crowded against each other. Putting soap on his hands, he started washing every inch of me as promised. Aaron was so tender and spent plenty of time ensuring everything was very clean, even washing my hair. I couldn’t believe how good something so simple felt. He pulled me close and kissed me gently while the water poured over us.

“I should probably inspect you carefully,” I said as the palms of my hands ran down his chest, pinching his nipples. He growled a little, which only encouraged me. I felt his hard stomach and enjoyed each bump that made up his six-pack. Putting my hands on his hips, I pushed him against the wall. I kneeled in front of him, taking him in my mouth.

After I swallowed everything, he offered. I sat on the countertop, where he returned the favor. I watched him in the mirror while he gagged on my shaft. It was probably one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. It was different watching from the side. I needed a repeat performance so Aaron could watch me worship him.

When we cleaned up again, we went into the bedroom. There were four sets of Pima cotton pajamas. A little tent card on the stacks had each of our names. I looked at Aaron, and he smiled.

“We can walk around naked if you want, but I thought maybe these would be nice.”

“How did you know my size?” I looked at him.

“Honestly, I don’t know. Matt has his ways, though. I would guess he tracked down Cecelia. He helped me set all this up.” He waved around the amazing room.