It was so different from last time. For a start, I was in a much better place and didn’t panic if I didn’t see his name on my screen. I knew he’d call because he said he would, and I was at ease more.
A few days turned into almost a week, and by the weekend, I was missing him something dreadful. He’d told me he’d be around later, so I was surprised when I opened the door late morning to find him standing on the doorstep with a huge smile on his face.
“You’re early. I wasn’t expecting you yet.”
“I couldn’t wait to see you. I have news and wanted to share it, but first, I need to do this.”
He took my mouth with his in a passionate kiss, walking me backwards into the hall and closing the door.
His lips tasted fruity, as did his tongue. Our kisses before this had been gentle, tentative kisses, testing the water, but this was a full-on kiss, filled with promise.
I gripped his hair, pulling him closer to me. God, I’d waited so long to do this. I couldn’t stop. His mouth moved frantically against mine, his breath loud to my ears.
As soon as he started, he stopped, but only to move to my neck. He assaulted it with nips and scrapes of his teeth.
“Fuck, this was all I could think about on the train. Slamming you up against the wall and taking you.”
“God, yes. Do it.” I moaned as his hand rubbed against my cock. I’d been cleaning, so I was only wearing a pair of sweatpants.
He whipped them down my thighs and got to his knees.
“Fuck, Harv. It’s as thick as I remember.”
Not waiting for an answer, he devoured me and pinned me to the wall. My legs buckled, but he held me up.
Sloppy and wet, the blowjob was messy, but I didn’t care about that.
I was harder than ever, and the way he pressed forward, taking me to the back of his throat, I hadn’t known anything like that in forever.
“Fuck, Killian. I’m gonna come already.”
It had been that long since anyone had touched me; it was like lighting the touch paper and stepping back to see what happened.
In my case, it was a two-second fuse.
I blew my load in his mouth, shouting his name, and banged my hand on the hall table, rattling the keys in the dish. I did it again, and this time, the dish fell to the floor, and we shattered together.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head. I saw proverbial stars. My breath came in pants as, slowly, I came back down from my high.
I looked at Killian’s face, my cock still in his mouth. Cum dribbled from his lips. I leant down and took his mouth, this time tasting me. I’d never done anything like that before, but I was so turned on.
He stood and backed me against the wall again. “Fuck, I want to be inside you.”
Whoa, we’d done no butt stuff before, although I’d contemplated it. We’d never even talked about it before I ended things.
He sensed my hesitation and pulled back.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
“No, you should. It’s something we need to talk about, I suppose.”
“Harv, anal is not a necessity for me. Yes, I fucking enjoy it, but if you’re not ready, it’s okay. I know we’re still finding our feet. I’d never rush you. You know this.”
“I know you wouldn’t, but I’m curious.”
“Have you ever touched yourself there?”
“God, no. I was always terrified I’d go to hell. You know how my mind worked, and well, after that, there was no one I wanted to do it with.”