I laughed and pulled him onto the bed, kissing him until words disappeared. He clutched at me with surprising strength, his legs wrapping around my hips, his mouth greedy now, no hesitation.
I slid my hand between us and wrapped it around his cock. He gasped, hips jerking up, and a moment later his hand was on my dick too, stroking slow and deliberate, like he wanted to memorize every reaction.
“You drive me crazy,” I muttered against his neck.
“And you love it,” he said, breathless.
I exhaled against his skin. “Yes… I do.”
I kissed my way down his chest, his stomach, and took his shaft into my mouth. His sharp inhale filled the room. His fingers tightened in my hair, and he breathed my name like it was the only word he had left.
I worked his cock with my mouth, slow at first, teasing the head with my tongue, dragging it over the slit until he was shuddering. Then I went deeper, bobbing my head, hollowing my cheeks, taking more of him each time. His hips jerked helplessly, hand pulling at my hair.
“Cody—fuck,” he gasped, voice breaking. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I gripped the base of his shaft, stroking what I couldn’t swallow while I sucked him hard and fast. He was writhing now, sheets twisting under him, chest rising and falling like he couldn’t get enough air.
“You’re gonna make me come,” he panted, desperate. “I’m gonna—fuck—”
And then he erupted. His cock jerked in my mouth, and he spilled with a guttural moan, hot cum shooting straight down my throat in thick, salty spurts. I swallowed as fast as I could, but he kept coming, pulse after pulse, so much I couldn’t take it all.Cum overflowed, dripping down my chin, running over my hand and onto his stomach.
I kept sucking, milking him until he was a wrecked mess, gasping my name and tugging me back up.
When I lifted my head, his cum-slick cock slid from my lips and twitched against his stomach, glistening with spit and seed I hadn’t swallowed.
He grabbed my face and dragged me up his body. He kissed me like a man possessed, licking his own cum from my lips, moaning into my mouth like he couldn’t get enough of the taste.
He pulled me down on top of him, his cock still wet and pulsing against my stomach, smearing cum across my skin. I rubbed myself against him, my dick sliding against his.
The friction was hot, filthy, perfect. Our cocks pressed and ground together as he wrapped his legs tight around me.
“Jesus, Brooks,” I groaned, thrusting against him, our chests sticking with sweat and cum.
“More,” he gasped, rough and raw. “Don’t you dare stop.”
I spat in my hand and shoved it between us, fisting both our cocks together, squeezing tight, stroking fast. Our shafts slid side by side in my grip, heads leaking, every stroke spreading his cum over both of us.
He stared straight into my eyes, flushed and wrecked. “Look at me while you come.”
I did. And it nearly destroyed me.
He was beautiful like this—no bow tie, no distance, no restraint. Just wild, sweaty, needy. His cock throbbed in my fist, and then he broke, spurting again, hot cum striping our stomachs.
The sight, the sound of his moan, tipped me over. I slammed my hips forward, jerking hard into my own fist until I came too, shooting thick across his stomach, his chest, even up to his throat. Cum everywhere, dripping down both of us.
We collapsed in a sticky, tangled heap. His cum smeared across me, mine across him, our cocks still twitching between us, soaked and messy. We kissed again, mouths open, licking the taste of sweat and seed from each other until neither of us could breathe.
When I finally rolled to the side, he slapped his hand across my chest like he was anchoring himself there. The candles flickered low, the room smelling of wax and sex and… us.
“Wow,” he panted. “That was like a scene straight out of a Jane Austen novel. Just with more cum.”
We both burst out laughing, rolling against each other, losing our breath all over again.
BROOKS
It madeperfect sense to me that the body clock of someone who constantly travels has one or two loose wires. As such, I was fully expecting to wake up before Cody.
Which gave me a little extra time to admire the handsome Australian in my bed.
