Page 64 of Up All Night
“I trust you,” I said simply. Trust. It was such a fragile, delicate thing. And not something I had a lot of experience with. But he was offering me his trust. Also, for the first time ever, I was staying. Denver Rucker was putting down roots. Business owner. Seemed like the right day for another first. “And there you go, that’s my wishlist item.”
“Yes.” Sean’s eyes flared wide and hot. He rolled off me long enough to remove his clothes with admirable speed. I managed to pull my suit pants and dress shirt off, only bumping my head on the low ceiling twice.
We collapsed back on the bed in a heap of laughter and naked body parts.
“Hopefully, we get used to that ceiling before anyone gets a head injury,” Sean joked before sobering a little. “But, seriously, even without the exposed beams knocking me over, I’m falling for you.”
“Guess I’m gonna have to catch you.” I gathered him close for a long kiss, trying to let him know that I meant it. I’d catch him, give him a soft landing place. He was always so brave, heart right there for the taking. He had mine, had for far longer than I wanted to admit. And maybe I couldn’t give him much, but I could whisper, “And I’m falling too.”
“Good.” Sean tipped his head back, inviting more kisses, which I happily provided. In each kiss, each touch, each moment, I found more peace than I’d ever known.Home.It wasn’t this town or this carriage house or even Sean’s gesture. It was Sean himself, this feeling we created together.
Make love to me,he’d asked, and that’s exactly what we were doing. Making something extraordinary out of two rather ordinary humans. I’d had more than my fair share of bodily experiences—crowd surfed, snowboarded, hiked, and fucked—but what happened with Sean was so much more than skin and neurons.
I gazed down at Sean, in awe that we were here. We traded kisses as I swept my hands all over Sean’s torso. He was so damn responsive, with the slightest touch making him shudder or gasp. And he delightfully liked it all, soft caresses on his sides, tweaks of his nipples, strokes across his chest and belly.
“Now.” Of course Captain Impatient eventually had enough of waiting, arching toward me and using his legs to yank me closer. “Now.”
He handed me the lube like there was any doubt as to what he wanted.
“We’re getting there,” I scolded, even as I slicked my fingers.
“Not fast enough.” Spreading his legs up and back, he wriggled his ass. “And feel free to skip the prep. Don’t wanna come too soon.”
“That’s always a risk with you.” I chuckled. “And I happen to like the prep. Love making you go crazy on my fingers, love making you beg for it.”
“Well, okay then.” He tilted his hips as I started to tease his rim, clearly on a mission to make this fast. But I was having none of that, teasing with slow, deliberate circles before working him open.
My personal favorite thing was the way Sean was so damn greedy for my fingers. I didn’t have small hands, and watching him take one, then two, and then work for that third never failed to make my cock throb and my pulse pound. Sean might be the one who could come fast, but he was so hot taking my fingers that I could almost get there simply from watching.
Almost.
“Want you in me,” Sean moaned while riding my fingers. “Please. Wanna come on your cock.”
“When you put it that way…” I withdrew my fingers to slick my hard and waiting dick. Sean’s cock bobbed invitingly above his abs, a drop of clear fluid on the tip, and I bent to give it a quick lick.
Sean made a low, needy noise. “Thinking about doing it bare, you coming inside me… God, I’m so turned on.”
“I like that thought too.” And how. All my blood seemed to have been redirected to my cock, which pulsed harder every time Sean spoke. I arranged him on his side so I could spoon him from behind, the way we often slept. Seemed cozier, like this bed.
“This is different.” He smiled over his shoulder at me, already getting the idea by hooking his top leg over mine, giving me easier access.
“Yeah. Seems like a day for different. Firsts.”
“I like that.” He tilted his head back for the softest of kisses. “And I like this.” He shuddered as I pressed in. Took a little bit of adjusting to get my angle right, but once I slipped in, Sean groaned, a satisfied noise I felt in my cock. “Oh God, I really like it.”
“Yeah, this is perfect.” The lack of a condom had me making a similar noise. His ass was warm and tight, but the unexpectedly wonderful part was how I could feel his pulse, feel even subtle reactions. After the initial penetration, I could hold him close, kiss his face and forehead, and watch as he reacted to each thrust. He never held anything back, joy and awe crossing his expression before his eyes drifted shut and quiet moans escaped his lips.
“Feels amazing.” Sean started moving in rhythm with me. My thighs and stomach tensed, my body hurtling far closer to climax than I wanted, yet Sean was right. It simply felt that amazing. I reached for his cock, loving the noise he made. Part relief. Part desire. All need. “Tell me you’re close because I so am.”
“Wait for it, speedy.” I managed a strained chuckle, slowing my thrusts and my strokes of his cock. “Let’s make this last.”
“Can’t.” He bumped his ass back against my groin, encouraging me to go faster, an invitation my body was all too eager to accept. But my brain wanted more, another few moments of anticipation.
“You can.” Even as I said the words, my thrusts sped up, the weight of his cock in my hand, the sounds he was making, and the squeeze of his ass combining to push me closer and closer. “Because I’m going to come in you, going to come inside you, fill you up…”
“Not helping.” Sean released a shuddery laugh. His cock pulsed harder in my grip, more precome gathering at the tip. “God, I’m gonna?—”
“Me too.” I finally gave in to the inevitable, thrusting hard and fast as Sean matched my every movement. Perfect rhythm. Perfect person. Perfect moment. “Now.”