Melting - Sean Ashcroft Page 0,46

me.

Wes made a strangled noise, moaned, and then went quiet again.

No one had ever made me feel better about sex than he did.

I laughed as I went back to work, ignoring the way my jaw muscles warned me that I wouldn’t be thrilled about overworking them tomorrow. Right now, I didn’t care. I loved using my mouth, and I loved the way Wes melted under me when I did.

“You’re really gonna make me beg?” Wes asked, muffled by the pillow, whole body heaving as he gasped for breath.

“Yep,” I said, letting my lips brush over his skin as I spoke, pausing to sink my teeth into his ass.

Wes yelped, and sobbed, but stubbornly held out as I started again, long broad strokes that trailed from behind his balls up. Another heavy drop of precome fell to the bed, and I knew for sure that he’d give out sooner rather than later.

“Hayden, please fuck me,” he said, voice wrecked, trembling all over.

“Why didn’t you just ask?” I teased, keeping my voice as innocent as I could.

“Oh my god,” Wes said, burying his face in the pillow and letting his legs give out as his whole body shook with laughter.

This was, without question, the sexiest sex I’d ever had. I’d be replaying this in my head for months.

Wes was boneless against me as I moved us both around, rolling him onto his side and grabbing supplies one-handed from where I’d left them earlier.

“You seem tired,” I murmured, kissing the back of his neck. “You sure you don’t wanna cuddle? I don’t mind.”

“I will kill you,” Wes said between harsh breaths. “I own a vibrator and I’m not afraid to use it.”

I laughed as I remembered the purple toy I’d accidentally found in Wes’s underwear drawer the first time we’d done this.

“We should play with it sometime,” I said, trailing lubed fingers along his thigh. Wes was so relaxed now that I doubted he’d need much in the way of prep, but I wasn’t going to risk making him even slightly uncomfortable.

I wanted to be as incredible as he thought I was.

Wes made the sweetest sounds as I prepped him, one part relief, one part need, hips rocking back against me rhythmically as I held him close, breathing in the sea salt and bonfire smoke clinging to his hair.

I’d never get enough of this.

“Ready?” I asked, lips brushing the shell of his ear.

Wes nodded, a relieved sigh escaping him, hand coming back to rest on my leg.

We both moaned with relief as I slipped inside him, Wes’s stomach clenching under my hand, both of us taking a moment to adjust.

“You’re so good at this,” Wes murmured.

“I haven’t done anything yet.” I laughed, nuzzling behind his ear, happy to take my time.

Wes opened his mouth, but whatever he was about to say drowned in a low, needy moan as I rocked my hips, starting up the slow rhythm I’d promised him.

I could’ve stayed like this for hours, sinking into the heat of Wes’s body, breathing in his scent, tasting the salt of his skin under my lips, feeling his muscles move under my hand and around my cock.

I’d never felt closer to anyone than I did to him right now.

“Hayden,” Wes gasped, and for a second I thought he was going to ask something, or say something else—but no. No, he was just saying my name.

“Wes,” I responded, hot pleasure rolling down my spine at the shape of the word in my mouth.

I loved saying his name. I loved…

I loved.

And the next part was so scary I couldn’t even think it, but it didn’t stop my heartbeat speeding up, fingers tightening against his skin, holding him closer.

Gasping breaths and rustling sheets filled the otherwise silent room, the two of us too lost in feeling to say anything else. It was different this time, and I knew why, and I was terrified and excited all at once.

I could feel Wes getting close as I shifted position, propping him up on the pillow and leaning over him so I could go harder, deeper, listen to the gut-deep moans muffled into the pillow that this angle dragged out of him.

I knew his body now, I knew him. Every hitched breath, every sound, every way his body moved meant something to me. There was still so much more to learn, and I wanted to see all of it, know everything about him, puzzle out every possible touch to make him happy and then do it again and again