“Jesus… I… You are so fucking beautiful, baby. How did you get hotter?”
“How did your muscles grow muscles?” I threw the tube at him.
“Come here.” He held out his hand, and I took it. He pulled me into him, and his tongue licked at my lips. “I’m about to explode already. Fuck…”
“Exactly. You have a tattoo on your bicep?” I traced it with my finger. In all the excitement and heat of what we were doing, I hadn’t even noticed.
“Yeah, it’s from when we won the…”
“Series. God, somehow that makes you even hotter.”
“I’m very famous, you know. You’re about to get fucked by a celebrity.” He snorted.
I leaned into him and stroked his thick cock. “All I care about is that you’re Jax.”
“God, I am going to come right here if you keep saying sweet things like that.”
He pushed me onto the bed gently, and I turned over. His hands on my ass as he opened my cheeks made my head swim. I wanted him right now, and there was no amount of anything else that would satisfy me.
Except that.
Fuck!
“Oh, God… That’s… fuck!”
His tongue licked at my hole, and I shuddered with the heat of his breath.
“You’re… fucking killing me here.” I groaned as his tongue slowly pressed inside.
His tongue darted in and out, and I knew he was making the alphabet, just as he used to, whenever he prepared me for his cock. His tongue – his finger – hot breath – wet – filled my senses as he opened me slowly and lovingly.
His hands grasped my cheeks and pulled them open as his scruff burned the skin around the sensitive skin of my hole. I never thought we would be in this place again. It filled me with both a sense of joy and loss as his chin rubbed against me – his tongue – his finger…
I was lost and home.
“Jax… Please?” I begged. I needed him now and couldn’t wait any longer.
“You sure? You’re pretty fucking tight.”
“I’ll manage.” I shuddered at the thought of him stretching me with every inch he possessed. He also possessed me in this moment – in this life – it had always been him, and after too many years, here we were, together again.
It meant something.
It had to.
The dribble of the lube down my crack made goose pimples erupt across my flesh. His fingers slowly inserted into my hole, pushing the KY inside. I heard the top click shut, and I tensed.
His thick helmet pressed against me. I took a deep breath and waited.
Jax chuckled and pressed his hands down on my lower back. I arched as he slowly entered me. The exquisite burn of him inside a memory – a feeling – a blessed and anointed experience that I thought had been taken away forever. The choice I should have never made, a mistake I would not make twice.
“Holy fuck, Jax…”
“Almost there.”
“Really?”
“Nope. Not even halfway. I have the head in. You’re fucking tight, baby.”
