Page 77 of From the Ashes
“Okay,” I admitted. “The music is good. I’ll give you that.”
“The story is great too.”
“It’s fine.”
“And David Bowie’s bulge.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “I’m not super thrilled about you being obsessed with another man’s bulge.”
Charlie leaned forward, his hands on my thighs. “Well, get over it,” he grinned mischievously. “You’re not the only hot guy in the world.”
“Are you telling me you want tofuckDavid Bowie?”
“He’s dead. So probably not.”
“You know what I mean.”
He gave me a good once over. “There’s a reason I never had sex with anyone else but you.” His hand came to rest on my cheek, his thumb caressing the stubble along my jaw. “You’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to do that with. Other men are attractive, but I can’t see myself trusting them that much.” He leaned close, his voice soft. “But you… I know I can trust you, Nix. You’ve never done anything to hurt me.”
The smile on my face was so wide it hurt. Not to mention my heart was beating a mile a minute and my dick was already straining against my shorts. Until Charlie, I never knew that such sweet affection could turn me into such a hornball. I was quickly developing a praise kink that seemed to only work when Charlie was the one delivering said praise.
“You don’t mean that,” I chuckled. “You just want to get in my pants.”
“Can’t it be both?”
I leaned close, pressing my lips to his. He opened up immediately, our tongues swirling around one another as our kiss deepened. Before I knew it, he was on my lap, his body grinding against mine. Electricity sparked through me, my movements becoming more erratic as I tried to touch as much of him as I could. Ineededhim and no matter what I did, I could never get enough.
Charlie slid off my lap, grabbing me by the hand and dragging me to the bedroom. Once inside, he tossed me down on the bed, quickly climbing on top of me. With deft hands, he stripped off my shirt and shorts, my cock springing free of its fabric prison. Before I could say anything, he took me into his mouth, swallowing me down to the hilt. I gasped and grabbed a handful of his hair instinctively.
“Oh fuck…” I muttered, watching his head bob up and down on my cock.
He was ravenous. Pleasure surged through me at an alarming rate. After spending nearly a week having sex with Charlie, I would’ve thought I’d be less prone to getting off so quickly. But there was something about him that drove me wild and the more we fucked, the more I found myself unable to resist his passion. His technique was also improving quickly, and he’d learned my special spots after the first night.
That’s why, after only a couple of minutes of Charlie trying to suck my soul out through my cock, he succeeded. With a cry I tilted my head back against the pillow, filling his mouth with my seed. Those dark brown eyes of his looked up and locked onto my own, his lips working as he swallowed every last drop.
I’d never been so fucking turned on in my life.
“Please,” I begged, breathless and spent but aching for more. “I need you inside me.”
He wasted no time. Reaching down, he peeled off his shirt and tossed it aside. Next went his shorts, his gorgeously thick cock bouncing as he stepped out of them. Grabbing the lube from the nightstand, he smeared a generous helping over his shaft and on to my ass. I hooked my arms behind my knees, spreading myself wide for him as he took his position.
“Wait,” he said, a grin spreading over his face. “I want to try a different position.”
I didn’t even blink. “How do you want me?”
“Get on all fours.”
I couldn’t help but smile. Doggy was one of my favorite positions when I topped. There was just something so satisfying about pounding a tight ass from behind. I had no doubt that Charlie would love it.
Doing as I was told, I got on all fours, making sure my head was at least a foot or two from the wall in case he gotexcited. I arched my back, getting my ass a little higher to turn him on. Bottoming had never been my go-to position. But with Charlie, I couldn’t get enough of it. I wanted him to pound me. To make me his plaything and take whatever he wanted. It was amazing how easy it was to want those things when I fully and truly trusted the person giving it to me. With Charlie I could let go and just exist and it was the most wonderful feeling ever.
I let out a half cry, half moan as Charlie gave my ass a slap. The pain mixed with pleasure in the most exquisite way. A moment later I felt his twitching cock come to rest against my hole. Willing myself to relax, I felt him rock forward and slowly sink himself to the hilt.
“Fuck,” he moaned, both his hands going to my hips. “This is a great fucking view.”
I knew he’d love it. Crossing my arms, I rested my head on them, leaving my ass high in the air for him to do as he pleased. However, I barely had time to blink before his hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me up. His cock stayed firmly buried inside me as my back came to rest against his chest.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, kissing and nibbling at my neck. “I love the way you look with my thick cock in your ass.”