Four Letter Word (Love Logic #2) - K.M. Neuhold Page 0,55
bumping against the inside of your thigh. Your balls bounce as you stroke yourself and brush against the head of my cock every so often.” His voice grows heavier as he details his fantasy, the image making my own cock throb, my balls tightening.
“What happens then?”
“You start grinding against my cock on purpose, teasing me with your knuckles bumping against me while you keep jerking yourself off. I beg and plead with you to touch my cock for real, to make me cum. You jerk yourself faster and harder, and the heat builds in me, my cock dripping against my stomach and against your knuckles.”
I groan, precum spurting over his fingers, my body trembling involuntarily at the erotic scene he’s painting.
I can’t decide if I want to shove my tongue back into his filthy mouth or hear how this fantasy ends.
“Then what?” I choke out.
“Then you kiss me, hard and dirty, shoving your tongue into my mouth until I’m sure I’m going to choke on it, and I feel your hot cum hit my skin. You moan and gasp into my mouth, humping your cock against mine while you come and come. That’s all I need to explode, coming all over you too, our release mixing and making us both sticky.”
“Fuck,” I groan, giving in and sealing my lips to his, sucking and licking at his mouth. He gives as good as he gets, his lips sliding against mine hungrily, his tongue heavy in my mouth.
“Let’s do that,” he murmurs, breaking the kiss and letting go of my cock. He hastily shoves my pants down, and I kick them away, then we both fumble together to get his pants off. “Fuck, condoms and lube. Come on, bedroom.” He grabs me by the back of the neck and resumes the kiss, this time stumbling backward, dragging me to his bedroom. We bump into a few walls on the way, but eventually we make it, collapsing on his bed in a panting heap.
He crawls over me, yanking the drawer of his nightstand open and pulling out the supplies we need, tossing them onto the bed. I can’t keep my hands to myself, caressing and pinching his hips, his ass, his nipples, every inch of his skin until it’s flushed with arousal, even in the dim light of the room, illuminated only by the moon and a streetlamp from the sidewalk below.
He tears the condom open and grasps the base of my cock, rolling it on without hesitation.
“You don’t mind, do you?” he checks belatedly, his hand pausing before he can pick the lube back up.
“I’m not picky,” I assure him, grabbing his ass with both hands and kneading his cheeks roughly. He grabs the lube, but I stop him before he can pour it onto his own fingers. “Don’t rob me of half the fun.”
He chuckles, kissing me again while I slick my fingers and slip them into the crease of his ass. He wiggles against my touch, his cock grinding against mine as I circle his hole with the tip of my finger. He moans into my mouth as I work it inside to the first knuckle, his hot, tight inner muscles constricting and relaxing around me. My cock jerks in anticipation, electricity sparking along my spine.
“Don’t play coy; I’ve wanted this too long to be patient right now,” he complains, nipping hard at my bottom lip.
I groan, shoving my finger deeper and earning a gasp from his kiss swollen lips. He tangles his fingers roughly in my hair, kissing me harder as I thrust my finger in and out a few times until he feels relaxed enough that I can add a second.
“Fuck me,” he murmurs, thrusting himself onto my fingers, fucking himself, his cock bouncing with every movement. “Please, Leo, fuck me.” The hitch of neediness in his voice is almost too much to bear, his desperate movements enough to undo me on their own.
I pull my fingers out and grab the base of my cock to line it up, notching the head against his soft, slicked hole.
“Yesyesyes,” he groans, sitting up and bracing his hands against my chest and then sinking down onto my cock.
A deep moan rumbles from my chest, heat engulfing my body from head to toe as his tight channel grasps my cock. He sinks all the way down until his round ass cheeks are resting against my balls, and my cock is buried to the hilt inside him.