Page 53 of Up All Night

“Yeah, use me.” I groaned as my cockhead finally sank fully into his tight, welcoming heat. Sliding more freely now, he braced his hands on the back of the chair above my shoulders, rocking with a fluid motion. Watching him move was hypnotic, all his muscles and strength from his firefighting job on display, coupled with a surprising grace. His cock bobbed in front of him, bouncing with each movement, and a flush spread up his neck from his chest, highlighting his sparse reddish chest hair.

“Need this.” He moaned as I moved my hands to hips, not guiding but rather hanging on for dear life. Usually, he was the one with the fast trigger, and I could easily wait him out, but the edge kept rushing closer as he rode me harder and harder.

“Take it. Whatever you need.” I reached for his cock, intending to help him along, but Sean batted my hand away.

“Don’t distract me.” He gave me a sexy glower as he ground against me, milking my cock with his ass muscles. “Want to focus on this.”

“It’s pretty fucking amazing.” Reclining more in the chair, I reveled in the sensations of him on top of me, the faint sheen of sweat on both our bodies, the scent of sex hanging in the air, our moans mingling, every perfect detail.

“Like always.” Sean offered me a look so tender my heart gave a weird twinge.

“Sean…”

“Come on. This has to be top ten for you? Top five all-time?” Sean’s eyes twinkled.

“Stop fishing.” I yanked his head down for a kiss, which was a mistake because it took the smoldering pleasure between us and turned it into a full-blown inferno in three seconds. A deep, pleased rumble escaped my chest. “God, yes.”

“Please. Keep kissing me,” Sean begged like I could do anything else. Add in his please, and I could easily kiss him for the next decade or three. However, soon enough, he started to shudder, body bucking, cock dragging against my stomach. Tense lines appeared around his eyes and mouth. “Damn it, I wanted this to last.”

Me too.On so many levels. But I didn’t, couldn’t, say that. Instead, I encouraged his motions, hands returning to his ass.

“Just go, baby. Ride me. Get us both there.”

“Denver. Denver,” he chanted my name, voice wobbling as his body shook. I’d had a feeling for some time that he could come from fucking without a hand on his dick, but actually witnessing it was the hottest thing ever. His cock pulsed harder, head brushing the trail of hair on my stomach, the barest of contact, yet it left a shiny, wet trail of precome. “Close. So close.”

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.” And in that moment, I did have him, had him in my arms and head and heart all at once. I held him tightly as he came, come dripping onto my stomach.

“Yes. Yes.” The sexiness of his orgasm pushed me closer, but it was his obvious joy at climaxing that did it for me, the way he said, “Yes,”like it was an affirmation of being alive. Even as his cock spurted and his body trembled, he grinned widely.

So happy. And for an instant, I was the reason. I couldn’t help smiling back as I thrust upward in quick, short bursts until I came with a shout.

“Sean.”

“You said my name.” He preened. “That’s a first.”

“So is you coming damn near untouched.” I chuckled, a near-giddy afterglow replacing the intense rush of the climax. Sean untangled our bodies and handled the condom, locating a towel before he snuggled back into my lap.

“Funny how much I love this position now.” His voice was sleepy, almost enough to lull me into a nap along with him.

Me too,I wanted to say, wanted to ask him to stay like this forever, but nothing this good, this special, ever lasted. I held him tightly anyway, like that could stem the inevitable parting. He rested his face against mine, both of us breathing deeply for long, glorious moments.

“I can’t stay.” I finally managed to get the words out.

“I know.” Sean yawned. “We can’t sleep here, much as I might like to.”

“I meant?—”

He cut me off by dropping a delicate kiss on my lips. “We’re not fighting, remember?”

I groaned. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Something good, I hope.”

I wish.I wanted to give him only good things, only good memories, only good feelings, yet I’d never doubted my abilities less.

ChapterTwenty-Five

Sean