“I understand if you’re not ready for that. I get tested regularly, and I’ve never gone bare with anyone. And I haven’t been with anyone other than you in months.”
“I haven’t been with anyone either. And I’ve always used protection. I’m, uh, I’m on PrEP.”
Cole’s eyes darkened. “So, is that a yes?”
“Fuck yes.” I sat up and reached for his briefs. “Okay?” I dug my fingers into the band as I waited for his answer. I needed to taste him.
He grabbed my wrists and helped me pull them down his thick thighs. “It’s always okay.” He stepped out of his underwear and kicked them away.
Cole’s cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. It left behind a sticky line of pre-cum that I quickly licked from his skin.
“I love you,” I whispered, then sucked the head into my mouth.
“Me or my dick?” Cole’s chuckle turned into a moan when I sucked him farther down, gagging and drooling. I didn’t care about the mess. I just wanted to make him feel good.
I kept going until my lungs protested and had to back off.
“Both of you. I love all of you.”
I dove back in, this time shoving him so far down my throat I choked. I didn’t care. I was made to suck Cole’s dick. My body was made for him to fill me, stretch me, and have his way withme. Breathing was overrated anyway. Making Cole come was the priority.
“Jesus, Reed.” He yanked me off him. “You’re too good at that. I’m going to come, and I want to be inside you when I do that. I want to fill you up, then watch my cum drip from your ass. And then I’m going to shove it back in to make sure it stays there.”
I jerked my head up and down in agreement. “Yes, that, please.” I started to turn, but Cole stopped me.
“I want to see your pretty face and those gorgeous eyes. Watch the beautiful way you come undone for me.” Cole pushed me back onto the bed.
I nearly purred when he kissed me again.
“I’d like that,” I murmured against his lips. I wrapped my arm around his neck and yanked him against me as the kiss deepened, his tongue inside my mouth as he devoured me.
“Baby, please,” Cole whimpered. “I need you.”
I gave him a sly smirk. “Then have me.”
Cole sprang from the bed, grabbed the lube from the dresser drawer, and tapped my leg. “Lift up for me.” When I did as he asked, he slowly slid my panties down, brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply before he placed them gently on the floor. “We’re going to save these for later.” He grinned.
“I can get more.” I moaned when Cole slipped a finger inside me. “Different colors, styles. Maybe a G-string? God, yes.” My eyes rolled back when he curved his finger and pressed against my prostate.
Cole added another digit. “Fuck, you make the sexiest sounds.” When he added another finger, I couldn’t help but start pushing back. “Not yet, baby.” And then, just like that, I was empty.
“Casanova, play fair.” I pouted.
He chuckled. “You want my cock, baby? Is that what you want?”
“Fuck yes, I do.” I lifted my legs higher and felt him notch himself at my hole. “Need you so bad.”
Cole groaned when he pushed inside me. “Need you more.” He moved until he was all the way in and his body was flush against mine.
“Love you so much.” I gasped when he moved.
He filled me so well. It had never felt like this with anyone else. And his cock was hot inside me. I would never want to use condoms with Cole after this. I could feel everything.
He grabbed my legs to rest my feet on his shoulders. “Love you more.”
“Doubtful...More.” I moaned when he slowly fucked me. “Harder. I can take it. I don’t want to be able to walk tomorrow. Fuck me like you mean it, Casanova. Make me scream.”
Cole growled deep in his chest, then did exactly what I asked. He pulled nearly all the way out, then plunged back in. Over and over again until I thought he might break me in half. I dug my nails into his arms to get him closer. I begged him for more, cried out for him to fuck me harder, and when Cole wrapped his hand around my shaft, my vision whited out, and I swear I saw heaven. Cum spurted across my chest, hot and wild. Cole’s grunts filled the air as I slowly began to regain brain function. His face was beaded with sweat, his mouth parted, and when he let go, I swore I could feel him.