“What do you say…”
I come closer, the bottle in my hands. “I can’t stop looking at you.”
He smiles, now embarrassed.
“And I want to keep doing it as I lose myself in you.”
Seth takes a deep breath.
“And I want you to watch me fuck you.”
“I said that mouth of yours is a marvel. In every way. You’re making me hard just with your words.”
Under his eager eyes I open the condom pack and put it on. I wet my erection with lube, then drop a generous amount on him. My hands on his ass, his eyes never leaving mine, then my fingers play and tease, his breathing deepening. I massage his buttocks, pressing against his opening; Seth moves with my fingers, eager to move forward, to feel me inside him. I penetrate him slowly, Seth barely holding back his moans. His ass presses against my fingers, my hand moving along my erection, our breaths intertwined, lost in each other. I pick up the pace, Seth clinging to the sheets in a vain attempt to hold on to something as I penetrate him with my fingers, anxious to hear him beg.
“Rowan… Fuck… Yes… God…” He gasps for breath, his eyes half closed. “God, Rowan… Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me…”
I drop more lube on his ass, then move my cock closer to his opening. Seth clings to my arms as I thrust into him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” He says between his teeth.
“Do you want me to go slower?”
“Don’t joke, please.”
“You want me to…” I thrust into him a little more.
“You’re torturing me. I want to feel you.”
“Yeah?”
“God, yes!”
I use my arms to hold myself up so I can see his expression when I’m completely inside him.
“Rowan…”
“Yes, here I am,” I slide all the way into him. “Can you feel me now?”
“Oh God, yes.”
“Yes…” I move into him. “This feels so good…” I lean down, his mouth is mine before he can breathe again. I plunge into his body again and again, swallowing his moans and surrendering my breath to him; his body adapting to me in moments, mine becoming dependent on his in less than a second.
“Oh fuck,” I whisper into his face. “Fuck, Seth! You are… God…” I pause for a second to regain control. “I’m so excited, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint your expectations.”
“I assure you, you are already far beyond any expectations I have ever had.”
I stand up completely and slide away from him.
“Come to me.” I sit down, inviting him to rise. “Sit on me. Will you?”
Seth reaches over and sits down on my lap. His hands in my hair, my cock pressing against his ass. And then again his warmth surrounds me, the feeling of fullness I read in his languid eyes. The excitement growing fast and unstoppable again.
“God, yes… Like this… Take me like this.” My hands open on his ass, my cock plunging into him. “Fuck, Seth…” I hold him tight. Suddenly, I want him closer, as if the smell of him on me makes it real enough to actually believe. “You’re… you’re the marvel.”
“What do you say…”
I kiss him to take away some of his uncertainty. A slow, passionate, heartfelt, searching kiss; a kiss that rips him away from every thought or moment before us.
