I'll gladly take it all. I want to be wet from him all the time. Either from his mouth or cum.
His warm lips press to the center of my back and he collapses beside me. I'm about to complain about how far away he feels and then he tugs me against him, locking all limbs around me.
“Nap time and then I'll heat up that pie.”
“You'll nap with me?”
“I don't know if I'll be able to sleep but I'll stay here until you fall asleep.”
“So you did plan to cuddle me in your bed after all.”
He laughs, his stomach shaking against my back. “I didn't but I like that it happened anyway. It happened just like you moving next door did. All a huge surprise. The only kind I haven't hated.”
“I like surprises.”
“I know you do. You also like plans and reliability. You're a mixed bag and should never change.”
“Nick,” I say, wiggling against him.
“Hmm?”
“What do you do for a living?”
He stiffens against me. “I don't think I should say. At least I don’t think it's the right time for me to. What I can tell you is that what I do for living is something those fuckers who are trying to hurt you are going to wish I didn't.”
“Okay,” is all I manage to say, closing my eyes and easily drifting to sleep with what he said putting me more at ease than anything has in a long time.
A slice of apple falls on the bed and Nicolas shakes his head, laughing. “The way you eat sure explains the condition of your house.”
I snort, picking up the falling food and pop it back in my mouth. “Hey, it wasn't all that great when I moved in either.”
“Yeah. Your brother is definitely a hoarder. He's the oldest of you two?”
“Yeah. By like a couple of years.”
“Sounds like me and my brother.”
“I still don't believe this guy exists. Does he know about your weird breakfast rule?”
“It's not a rule but yes. He is aware I don't care for breakfast.”
“Feels like a rule to me,” I say, shoving another bite of pie in my mouth, the filling dripping down my chin.
He licks at my skin and rubs a thumb over the glistening metal stud in my left nipple. “You're a mess. Probably could use a bath.”
I look down at my body and another apple falls off my plate, landing on my half hard cock.
“Maybe two.” He smirks up at me before lowering his face to take the escape artist into his mouth. He licks his lips, scooting closer to me and I let another apple slice fall, spreading my legs as he drags the blanket down.
“Or maybe a clean up with my mouth will do.”
“Who knows?” I waggle my brows, dropping more food in my lap and causing my cock to twitch.
“I definitely do.” He drags me down in bed, causing my plate to fly to the floor and I yelp when he sucks my cock into his mouth with his fingers pressing so hard to my thighs I'm more than sure they'll leave bruises. He drives me crazy with his mouth some more, going from my cock to my ass whenever my body jerks. Before I know it, I'm screaming my way through another orgasm and my body feels too rung out to continue eating.
I lie here for a while and then when I sit up against the headboard, he knee walks my way, stroking his cock. My mouth waters and slaps his cock head against my lips before using it to force them apart. Shoving himself past my teeth, he rolls himself over my tongue and then I gag as he inches closer to my throat.
Tugging at my hair, he holds me in place and treats me like a worthless hole. He's so rough, only caring about his needs and shoving my hands away when I try to push at him. He fills my mouth with cum minutes later and as he's backing away, I slap at his thigh.