“Hey…” Hollis sits up, cupping my face as his eyes soften. “Where’d you go just now?”
I clear my throat and shake my head, feeling my cheeks heat. “Nowhere. Sorry.”
His brows furrow, and he watches me for a moment. “You good?”
“Yeah, I’m good.” I toss the box on the bed before my mouth crashes into his again.
Hollis brings his hands up to the back of my head, his fingers tugging on the strands of hair on my nape. Not breaking the kiss, I flick the cap open on the lube and pour a glob onto my finger. His legs wrap around my waist as I bring the slick digit to his hole, a whimper falling from him as Islowly sink inside. He’s hot and so fucking tight around my finger, and I groan, knowing how good he’ll feel around my cock.
My heart thrashes against my ribs as I press soft, open-mouthed kisses down Hollis’s chest and over his stomach until I reach his thick, hot cock. I wrap my mouth around the tip, swirling my tongue, and the moan he rewards me with nearly makes me combust. As I take more of him in my mouth, I work another finger inside of him, feeling more impatient the longer he’s writhing under me.
Hollis must feel it too, because a moment later, he grabs a fistful of my hair and brings my gaze to his. “Hurry, Ineedyou inside me.”
I need you.
Those three words send flames through my bloodstream and down to my core. My skin tingles, and my pulse races. I feel frantic…desperate. Like I can’t breathe, or like my heart is about to combust because I need Hollis just as badly as he needs me right now.
Once I’m sure he’s properly stretched, I sit back, and with trembling hands, I rip open the wrapper before rolling on the condom. Coating my cock with a generous layer of lube, I add a little more to his hole, just to be sure, before pushing his legs back and positioning myself between them. Lining up the tip, I peer up at him, holding his gaze as I ease inside. Hollis’s lips part on a breathless sigh the more I give him. I take my time, because no matter how out of control I feel, I want to enjoy this. Savor it.
“Whose ass is this?” I ask, my voice throaty and almost unrecognizable to my own ears.
His gaze burns into mine. “Yours.”
I’m nearly all the way in, his tight heat pulling me deeper,and the one simple word sends a shiver down my spine and goosebumps all over my flesh. “All mine?”
His breath catches, a cocky smile tugging on the corner of his mouth as his dark, hungry eyes hold mine. “All yours, daddy.”
I can’t explain it, but this feels different than the other times we’ve been together.
My hips connect with his ass as I feed him the last inch, and I lean in and kiss him, giving us both a moment to adjust. His desire is sweet on his tongue, and he whimpers into my mouth when I pull out to the tip and slowly sink back in again. His noises, the way his ass squeezes my cock, how his hands are gripping my biceps like he can’t let go… All of it fuels the inferno that’s been raging for Hollis since the minute I walked into his house tonight. Though, if I’m being honest, it’s been burning a hell of a lot longer than that, and I’m starting to think the flames run deeper than I thought.
I slide one hand under the back of his neck to hold him tightly as I bring my other to rest on the pillow beside his head. There’s barely any distance between us, but it doesn’t feel close enough. If I could, I’d crawl inside of him and live there. I can’t put my finger on what it is, exactly, about this that feels different, but it does, and I know he feels it too. It’s in the way his dark, hooded gaze bleeds into mine, in the way he’s holding on to me just as tight as I am, and it’s also in the quiet. In the way neither of us has to say anything to know how we’re feeling. The only sounds filling the air are our bodies gliding together, and our shared moans.
It’s…intense.
Rolling my hips, I feed Hollis my cock with slow, precise strokes. Deep, and unhurried. He licks into my mouth, tongueflicking against my teeth, as if silently begging me to kiss him, so I do. Our lips move at the same slow pace.
“You feel like goddamn heaven, baby,” I rasp, rolling my hips slowly, each stroke feeling better than the last.
Bringing a hand up to cup my face, Hollis kisses me, moaning as our tongues glide together. Then his hot, spit-slick lips follow the path along my jaw until he reaches my neck. His sharp teeth graze the skin just beneath my ear, sending electric shock waves straight to my balls.
“So do you.” Nipping at my earlobe, he whimpers before adding, “You fuck me so good, daddy.”
A growl rumbles from deep in my chest. I reach down and grab the outside of his thigh in a bruising hold, lifting it until his leg wraps around my waist. The new position lets me go even deeper as I hold his heavy-lidded gaze. Disheveled hair, crimson bleeding from his cheeks down to his neck, and his full, pink lips parted with pleasure, Hollis looks like a masterpiece. A rugged, sensual, breathtaking masterpiece. Sweat glistens along his forehead and over his chest, and his chocolate brown eyes are nothing more than black pools, filled with desire, and fervor, and insatiable need…for me.
Pleasure fills me until I’m overflowing, until it feels impossible to hold on any longer. It’s overwhelming and intoxicating. Reaching between us, I wrap my fingers around Hollis’s dick. He’s as hard as steel, but velvet soft, with a sticky mess dripping all over. I swallow his moans as I stroke him, and I can tell by the way his body stiffens that he’s as close to the edge as I am.
I don’t want it to be over, but I also can’t find it in me to stop. I need him…need this. What started as a quick bathroom hookup that almost got us caught has somehow turned into so much more. My head can’t make sense of it, but I don’t care. Pulling back just enough to look Hollis in the eye again, I’m once again taken aback by the sight. His brows are cinched together as he holds my gaze. We’re breathing the same air. Chasing the same high.
“Look at you, fallin’ apart so beautifully for me.” I flick my tongue against the roof of his mouth as he moans. “Think you can come with me?” I ask, my voice coming out deep and throaty.
He nods, wetting his lips as his eyelids flutter, fighting to stay open. “I’m right there… D-don’t stop.”
Pressure builds at the base of my spine, heat spreading through every limb. As soon as I feel myself leaping over the edge, I take his lips with mine, every sense drowning in Hollis, and as if the kiss was all he needed too, Hollis follows behind, spilling his release all over my hand and his stomach, crying out into my mouth. This moment feels both never-ending and not long enough, and once it’s over, exhaustion is quick to take its hold.
I pull out of him and kiss him for a few seconds longer before I pull off the condom and tie it, disposing of it in the bathroom connected to Hollis’s room. Grabbing a washcloth from under the sink, I run it under warm water and pad back into the room. Hollis looks damn near passed out, his body molded to the bed as I clean the mess off his stomach. Climbing back into bed with him feels like the most natural thing in the world, which should confuse me, or freak me out…but it’s doesn’t. Not even when Hollis rolls over, tosses his leg over me, and nuzzles his face into my neck, falling asleep almost instantly.
His even breaths and the weight of him against my body relax me in the blink of an eye, giving me no time to overthink anything before I’m meeting him in dreamland.
