Hardwood - K.M. Neuhold Page 0,66
the same rhythm I’m using to take Watson deep over and over.
I press my tongue against the underside of his cock, making the seal of my mouth tighter. His erection swells, stretching my lips even farther, making it hard to breathe and even harder not to gag, but making my whole body tremble at the same time.
“Oh god yes, fuck, fuck, I’m…ungh.” He pushes on my head in warning, but I suck harder, the fantasy of having my mouth full of his cum so close to coming true.
All it takes is the first thick, salty burst to hit my tongue for me to lose control. I drink down his release greedily as I hump the bed without shame, a thousand bolts of electricity racing up my spine all at once as my balls clench, and my cock pulses against the comforter. I keep sucking him and keep fucking against the bed, my cum making it slicker and hotter, all of my muscles clenching and releasing in waves of pleasure.
I collapse against him, letting his cock fall from my mouth and resting my head against his thigh as I catch my breath.
“Holy hell, that was hot as fuck,” Watson rasps, dragging in deep breaths.
“Even though I lost points for coming before you could even touch me?” I joke to hide the mild embarrassment of my over enthusiasm.
“If anything, you gained points for that,” he assures me. “Now, get up here; I need a snuggle.”
I chuckle and press a kiss against the inside of his thigh before crawling up to lay next to him.
Watson
My whole body feels heavy and tingly, and I can’t stop smiling as Ev settles himself next to me. That was hands down the hottest blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.
I snuggle close to him, resting my head on his chest and running my hands languidly all over his body.
“I love your body,” I sigh. “The muscles, the hair, your pierced nipples.” I flick my fingers over one of the barbells to demonstrate my point, and he moans, his spent cock twitching against my stomach. “Damn, are you gearing up for round two already?”
“I have a lot of lost time to make up for,” he reasons.
His words hit me in that insecure place in the middle of my chest that I decided to ignore when we left the movie theater earlier. Of course, he has a lot of lost time to make up for. That’s exactly what I’m worried about.
“You really like the hair on my body?” he asks.
“Hell yes,” I answer.
“I wasn’t sure how you felt about, uh, a bit of grooming.”
“Like manscaping?” I ask.
“Yeah, you know taming it all a bit,” he waves at his crotch. “And maybe, um, getting the back-end waxed.”
My eyebrows go up, and I try not to laugh. “Sweetheart, I once ate a Starburst with half the wrapper still on. I couldn’t give less of a fuck about a hairy ass crack.”
Relief is clear on his face as he smiles and relaxes. “Thank god. It was hard enough trying to get a picture back there, let alone trying to shave or wax. And I’m not sure I’d want to be face down, ass cheeks spread for a professional to do it.”
“Hold up, when were you taking pictures of your hole? And can I see them?” I ask eagerly.
Ev chuckles. “No, it’s too embarrassing.”
“Fuck that, show me,” I plead, scooting closer and nipping at his earlobe.
“Later,” he says, pulling my head back down to rest on his chest.
I close my eyes and bask in the feeling of his naked body against mine, his fingers moving up and down my back, his heart beating against my cheek, the smell of sweat and cum hanging in the air.
“Are you okay after running into your ex tonight?” I check.
“Not really, but mostly because I feel ashamed of myself that I’ve let this drag on so long. Why is it so hard to just tell her?”
“Because you’re afraid it’s going to hurt her.”
“Yeah,” he agrees with a sigh. “I swear I’m going to do it though.”
“Hey, you don’t need to swear anything like that to me. I told you: on your own time is fine with me.”
He kisses the top of my head, and I press a kiss to the center of his chest in return.
We lay there a little longer until the casual touches and kisses turn heated again, and we really do go for a round two.
Once we catch our breath, we go into the