“You’ve been talking big all week,” he teased, as his dick sprang out of its confinement and he took himself in hand. One long stroke and then another as he talked placidly while my back molars snapped together. “Let’s see what you can do.”
My mouth watered at the sight. He was circumcised, unlike me. The tight skin on the head glistened from the pre-come there. And fuck, I wanted all of it.
“Stop touching it, and come to the edge of the bed,” I barked out, indicating the spot where I wanted him. “I’m going to suck your cock and play with your ass before I fuck you.”
“God, I love your filthy mouth.” He shuddered, and I’ve never seen a person move that fast. In less than a second was sitting at the edge of the mattress, legs splayed. “I’m not gonna last, Yari.”
Hatuey gasped when I sank to my knees in front on him. “I’ll take the edge off, so we can go slow,” I explained as I ran a finger over his taint. “I want to see you.” I explained placing my hands on his inner thighs, widening his legs more. That first night it had been dark and not nearly as slow as I would’ve liked. It was barely a taste when I’d wanted to feast on him. Answer every question I’d had over the years about what he liked, the touches that could make him melt under my hands. All the ways in which I could have him.
“Come on get me off, Yari.” He coaxed, overeager and impulsive like he always was, but I was not rushing this.
“I’ve been waiting too long not to make this last,” I warned him, before taking the head of his cock in my mouth. The moan that came out of him was sinful, and it would be my new mission in life to make that happen as often as possible. He protested when I released his dick, but I appeased him by lapping at his balls while my thumb pressed on his rim. I kept my eyes on him as I touched him, fascinated by how he responded to every caress. Eyes rolling in his head, teeth digging into his bottom lip. Lost in the pleasure I was giving him.
“Oh god, it feels so good. Don’t stop doing that,” he demanded as I used one hand to spread him open and flicked my tongue at his opening.
“Those sounds you make, baby,” I said between licks, but he didn’t answer, just pushed his ass out, silently begging for more. “I’m going to get you off and then we’re going to work on answering some questions I’ve had for a while.”
That seemed to finally cut through some of the fog. He lifted his head and looked at me, eyes curious. “What kind of questions?”
My heart beat a little faster as a wave of tenderness made my chest tighten. There had never been anyone in my life, before or after Hatuey, who cared about my wants and needs more than he did. And I should’ve reminded myself of that in the last few days. There had never been a question or a comment from me he didn’t pause to consider. That he didn’t give his full attention. He had always been my sun, but perhaps Chantal was right, and I’d been his too.
He angled his head, his cheeks flushed with want, and came close enough that he could touch my face. He ran the pads of his fingers along the edge of my fade. “It’s so funny.” His voice sounded meditative—mulling over this new thing between us. “There are so many places I’ve never touched you. So much I haven’t explored.”
A breath shuddered out of me as he pulled my head in for a kiss. The smell of cock and sweat and the rum I’d been drinking mingled with the taste of him. I was gone, as addicted as I knew I’d be.
When we pulled apart, he was winded and looked hungry. “What are these questions you need to answer?”
It took me a second to remember, but soon I was back in the game, ready to make him moan and scream for me. “I want to know what sound you would make if I licked you right here.” I ran my thumbs at the juncture of this thighs, exploring the silky skin there, and leaned in to lick his taint.
“Ah.” He moaned low and deep, eyes half lidded and heavy as I tasted him. My own eyes lifted to his, wanting to catch his reaction.
“My next question was,” I said as I slid a finger to his hole, loving how his face went slack from pleasure, “what would you say if I asked who you belong to?”
I was impressed that my voice held as much as it did. I focused on loving him in this new way that involved touches and kisses, so many kisses. I saw the light go on behind his eyes when my words landed, and the smile he gave me was everything. “Tuyo, solo tuyo, Yariel.”
Mine. Onlymine.
I practically purred my approval and wordlessly took him in to the root as I worked the base of his cock with my hand.
“Oh, I’m not gonna last,” His breath hitched on the down stroke, then I pressed my thumb to his hole and sucked hard again. He stiffened, and my name tumbled from his lips as I took everything he had. I tried to remember if anything had ever felt as consuming as having Hatuey like this. The hunger and the tenderness that seeing him spent with pleasure provoked inside me.
I pulled back after a few seconds, as he flopped on the mattress, eyes open but unfocused. “That was amazing,” he said as I leaned over him.
“Are you tired?” I asked, totally fine with letting this be the end of the evening. I’d gotten so much already, but he was not having any of it. Hatuey sat up forcefully and went straight for my erection which was painfully hard at this point.
“No. I have plans for this,” he growled as he tightened a hand on my dick. “You’re not the only one who’s been thinking about this nonstop.”
I gasped as he stroked me over the fabric of my trousers, my eyes rolling in the back of my head as my gut turned liquid. “It’s hard to put words together when you have your hands on me like that.”
We were kneeling on the bed now, but I kept my eyes closed, needing a moment. It’s a heady thing to have the desire of your heart come true. To have the one thing you’d yearned for finally within your grasp.
I felt him fumble with the fly of my trousers, which I had managed to keep on through all this. He lowered the zipper and tugged until he had my dick in his hands. He groaned, and I opened my eyes so I could see his face. I wanted to see him as he explored me. Find the same wonder on his face that I felt from getting to have him like this.
But when I looked I found no wonder, no surprise. All I saw was unbridled desire.
Hatuey licked his lips as he touched me, and I melted under his stare. With one hand still on my dick, he tugged on my shirt. “Get naked. I want to see you.”
I made quick work of my shirt and helped him get me out of my clothes. In a matter of moments we were both naked and glomming each other at the foot of the king-sized bed.
