My nerves exploded again, because I'd never done it before, so I bobbed my head. I was consumed by him, wanting all of him. Dom had offered, so why not take advantage where I could?
My fingers joined his, holding his cock in place so I could take him deeper.
All the control I thought I'd gain by taking charge was lost as I moaned, coming undone around him.
“Harry, fuck… Handsome, if you keep going, I’m not going - Fuck!”
His hips ground into me as his legs squeezed my shoulders. Even though I wanted him to lose it, seeing what kind of effect I had on him unlocked a part of me I'd been holding back.
I didn't want to show him everything, just in case he really was tricking me. But I wondered if I could push him until he was as speechless as I was when he teased me.
I tried to pull air in through my nose as I sped up, bobbing as fast as I could. But he was so long that I couldn’t do anything but keep taking him until my arms were shaking. And the whole time he called out my name, clenching his free hand on my shoulder as I pleasured him.
I didn't realise it took so much effort at that angle. So I raised my head, finding the underside of his cock, licking upwards, and made small circles with my tongue. Exactly how he did with me.
“Harry, you need to stop…” I didn’t want to. That must have been how Dom felt whenever he warned me to tell him if it was too much.
I didn't know how he managed to restrain himself when watching my best friend cave under my mouth was such an incredible sight.
The taste of him filled me, and I loved his gentle thrusts as his cries became more strained.
But I pulled back, looking up at him as both of us panted, his chest heaving, his grip tight under mine.
“Harry…” he moaned. “I need you up here,” Dom said through stuttered breaths. “Climb onto me.”
My body tingled, my cock aching, just how his should be.
It was daunting how quickly he put the condom on. I knew it was from years of sleeping with other men, and I had no idea how I was going to compare. Just that I was definitely not going to be the most skilled. I might even be the worst, since I hadn’t had sex with another man before.
Dom grabbed the lube as I shifted, lifting onto my knees. He turned the bottle upside down and squirted it directly onto his cock with a wide grin. “Gotta make sure there's extra sauce.” He winked as I flushed a bolder red.
As I shuffled upwards, hovering over his thighs, my hand slid between my legs. I gripped him, spreading the lube over his shaft with firm strokes.
“Harry,” he moaned, his head dropping back, the tube slipping from his fingers.
I watched in fascination as he melted again. He’d said he was already close, so how much more would it take to make him come?
We watched each other as I sped my hand up in that awkward position.
It was so tense. We both knew what was coming; we could see how it was going to end.
“Once we do this, there’s no going back,” Dom said through clenched teeth. He still quivered undermy touch, but his seriousness reached deep inside me. “If you let me fuck you, I won’t let you go.”
“I’ve never wanted to do this with anyone else,” I confessed as I released him. “So you can't take it back, either.”
My ass hovered over his cock, and I leaned in to kiss him.
“Never. Never ever,” he said as he lurched, stealing a kiss before he fell back onto the bed. “I love you, handsome. Only you. Do you understand that?”
I bit my lip as I nodded, chest tight, ready to collapse at the thought that he was going to fuck me. I didn’t want to say it back. Not yet. It still felt too fresh and new, and it was the last piece of myself I couldn’t give away until I knew for sure I’d forgiven him.
His hand fed behind, spreading more lube on my ass, before I suddenly felt his cock press against me.
Dom swallowed, his throat bobbing. “Are you ready?” he asked, his voice shaking.
I gave him another nod, pressing my stomach against his chest as I edged closer.
“Hands on the headboard,” he ordered. “Just like when you fucked yourself with your vibrator.”