I couldn’t resist the lure of that wonderful mouth a moment longer. “Kiss me.”
He was up and straddling me within seconds, our lips meeting in long, fervent kisses.
I cupped his cheek. “Why the wipes?”
He swallowed. “There’s something I’d like you to do. Something I’ve wanted for such a long time.” His breathing was raw and ragged. He leaned back and grabbed the packet, removing a wipe. When he reached behind him and swiped it over his hole, the penny dropped.
My cock jerked at the prospect.
I smiled. “On your knees, baby, facing away from me.”
The black of his pupils almost obliterated the blue of his eyes.
Cameron got on all fours again, this time clutching the arm of the couch. I knelt behind him, pulled those downy cheeks apart, and licked a path over his hole.
His loud groan was my invitation to keep going.
Cameron
That first touch of his tongue on my hole was like a surge of electricity thrumming through me. Then an open-mouthed gush of warm breath sent a tingle of anticipation crawling over my skin. I’d expected him to just go for my hole and lick it, but he stole the air from my lungs when he blew on it, a cool breath that made me moan. His tongue danced over my pucker and the hypersensitive skin around it, light flicks that sent sparks jolting through my body.
“It feels like you’re drawing on my s-skin with your tongue,” I stammered out.
Theo’s chuckled vibrated through my crease. “That’s because I am.” Then he tickled the hole with the tip of his tongue before pushing it inside.
“Aw fuck.” I dropped my head to the seat cushion, shivering as he alternated between wide licks and intimate probing. That dance of quick, light licks then deep, draw-out ones had me writhing. “Theo, please…”
The cushions dipped, and a moment later, Theo’s slick cock slid through my crease, over my hole.
It wasn’t enough.
“Please… inside me.”
Theo flipped me onto my back, stuffed a cushion under my arse, and then he was home, his cock filling me in one long, leisurely thrust. He held my leg aloft as he drove into me, kissing my calf, my foot, sucking on my toes.
Shit. How did I not know about this?
Watching him fucking me, his face flushed, his gaze locked on mine, was heaven. And when he picked up speed, spearing into me, our bodies slamming together with loud eroticslaps, my pulse quickened too, my breathing staccato and just as loud.
“Theo… so close…”
He nodded, then lay between my thighs, his hands on my face as he kissed me, sliding his cock into me faster, deeper, his hips snapping, his cries building. I clung to him, caging him with my legs, driving my heels into his arse cheeks, wanting more of him.
Theo snaked his hand between our bodies and curled it around my dick, tugging on it.
I arched into his touch, mouth open, anticipating the lightning that zapped through me as I came, shuddering, breathless, my body singing, soaring…
Theo claimed my lips in a brutal kiss, groaning into it as warmth pulsed into me. I moaned to feel the throb of him inside me, and I held him tight, his chest as slippery with sweat as mine was, skin meeting slick skin.
At last, we both lay still, my arms around him, his lips on my cheeks, my neck, all the fire burned out of him.
“Wow,” I murmured. “When you let go, youreallylet go.” I kissed him, a lingering, sweet kiss. “So when do I get my turn?”
Theo froze. “Your turn to what?”
“Be the one doing all the work. ‘It is better to give than to receive’, isn’t that how the saying goes? Because I’d like to try giving for a change.” I bit my lip. “I’m not saying I want itnow, but someday, yeah, I want that with you.”
Theo drew in a sharp breath, then looked away, his jaw tight.