“Too many clothes,” he panted, his fingers working at my tie. When he got it off, I helped him strip away my dress shirt until my torso was fully bared to him.
His sharp intake of breath when he saw my tattoos seemed to echo around the suite.
“Fucking hell.” His fingertips traced the lines of ink across my chest and shoulders. “You’re so beautiful.”
Beautiful. No one had ever called me that before. Not once. Intimidating, yeah. Brooding, definitely. Hot, occasionally. Butbeautiful? That word did something to my chest, made my heart pound in a way that had nothing to do with lust.
I backed him towards the bed, my hands all over him, kissing him and kissing him, unable to get enough. When the backs of his knees hit the mattress, his gaze met mine, and everything stilled. In that moment, it felt as if he could see right through every single one of the walls I’d built around myself.
“Lie back,” I instructed in a low rasp.
His body shivered, goosebumps appearing on his skin as he licked his lips and nodded, heat flaring in his eyes. Lowering himself to the bed, he sprawled on his back on the pristine white sheets, looking like a fucking model in a photoshoot. My gaze dragged down the lines of his lean, athletic body, noticing the flush spreading down his chest as I took in every inch of him. He was so gorgeous, and right now, he was all fucking mine.
I stripped down to my underwear and joined him on the bed, settling between his spread legs. Lowering my head, I began to map out his body with my hands and my mouth, my dick fucking throbbing at the moans and pants that fell from his throat. When I lightly scraped my teeth over the jut of his hip, he arched off the bed, his hand coming up to grip my hair.
“Cody.Please. I need—I need?—”
“I know what you need.” My fingers curled around the waistband of his boxer briefs, my mouth watering at the sight of the wet spot where the head of his cock was pushing against the material.
“Fuuuuck,” he whispered as I removed his underwear and then mine, until there was nothing left between us.
Then I lowered my head again and wrapped my lips around his cock. He groaned, writhing beneath me as I licked across the head, swiping up his precum, my hand sliding between his legs to cup his balls, then farther back to his perineum, and finally,his hole. I paused, releasing his dick as I stared up at his flushed face.
“Do you want me to fuck you, or do you want to fuck me?”
He swallowed hard, his throat working. “Fuck me. Please. Can—can we do it without a condom this time? I get tested regularly for work.”
My dick jerked at the thought of being bare inside him.
“Yeah, we can do that. I get tested, too.” My voice was so fucking hoarse I barely recognised it. I’d never been so turned on in my life, and although this whole thing—slow and intimate in a way I’d never experienced before—scared the hell out of me, I couldn’t get enough.
“Lube. Bathroom.”
The thirty seconds it took me to launch off the bed, fly into the bathroom, and grab the lube felt like a lifetime. But then I was back where I belonged, pressing him into the mattress and circling my finger around his rim. I opened him up slowly, carefully, until my slick fingers were sliding in and out with ease.
When I lined up my cock and began to push inside, I buried my head in the crook of his neck with a groan, completely overwhelmed by the feeling.
“Fuuuck, British.”
“Yeah. Fuck,” he breathed, wrapping his legs around my waist and pulling me deeper, until I was all the way in, filling him completely. “Move, Cody. Please.”
I did as he asked, thrusting slowly until he dug his hands into my ass, urging me to fuck him harder. Bracing my hands on either side of his head, I snapped my hips forwards, again, and again, and again.
“Close,” he panted, his nails pressing into my skin. “Don’t stop.”
I shifted the angle slightly and was rewarded with the sexiest fucking moan I’d ever heard.
“You like that?” Fucking into him even harder, I reached between us to wrap my hand around his cock. It was messy and uncoordinated, but it only took a few strokes before he gasped, and then he was coming, his cock pulsing in my grip as his release striped my hand and our torsos.
The feel of him falling apart beneath me was enough to push me over the edge. I buried my face in his throat as I came, squeezing my eyes shut as my vision blurred and my body shuddered against his.
When I eventually managed to catch my breath and my heart rate had slowed to a more normal pace, I eased out of him, shifting so I wasn’t resting my full weight on his body. Placing a soft kiss to the warm skin of his collarbone, I stroked my hand down his side. We lay that way for a long time, wrapped in each other, neither of us wanting to move. I knew I should probably get up and leave at some point, but Jude’s fingers were tracing lazy circles across my back, and I found I couldn’t bring myself to move.
“That was…” he began before trailing off.
I lifted my head to look at him, taking in his mussed, sweaty hair and satisfied smile. “Yeah. It was.”
“Mmm.” He pulled me down for another kiss, soft and slow. “Our plan to stay away from each other was a complete fail.”
