almost sinuous as he removed his clothes for my eyes only.
Oh, yes. He knew I liked the show. I grasped my cock and pulled it out then I lubed up my hands before taking hold of my firm shaft. He always got me so hard. Just the thought of him made me hard. As Jamie removed the last of his clothes, I watched his dick flatten against his stomach, and I stroked myself.
He approached me and stood between my legs. I leaned forward and sucked the tip of his cock into my mouth, feeling him flinch, then tremble. His legs began to buckle, and I reached around him to hold him up. Then I slipped my lubed hand to his asshole and played with the skin around the edge.
He shivered and climbed into my lap, straddling me, and I gasped as his ass cheeks stretched wide with the movement. “I want you inside me,” he whimpered. “You make me feel so good. You feel so good. I want you.” He lowered his ass toward my cock, and I stilled him with a hand on his hip.
“Let’s get you ready first.” I didn’t want to ever hurt him.
“I feel so ready now.” He moaned the words and nudged against my cock again as he pressed his mouth against mine.
I slid my fingertips inside him, and he moaned again as he clenched and unclenched his ass muscles around me.
“More,” he whispered. “Give me more. I want all of you, Nico.”
I added a second finger, then a third when he asked for more again.
“Your cock.” He ground his ass over me, and I stiffened in anticipation. “I. Want. Your. Cock.” His eyes flashed with lust and my cock twitched in response.
I pushed up against him, teasing his hole. Nearly…nearly…nearly…
“Now,” he ground out. Then he pushed himself downward onto my cock.
I grasped his hips and lifted him before bringing him back down, trying to gentle his movements and protect him.
“I got this,” he muttered, taking over the rhythm.
His dick bobbed between us and I lubed my hands again then took hold of it, working my fingers over the head and down the shaft as my cock disappeared in and out of his ass. My hips moved with his rhythm, and I threw my head back as I worked his soft skin, feeling his cock swell between my palms.
With a moan, he claimed my lips and heat began to build in my body. It coiled in my gut until I had one hand wrapped around his shaft and the other on his hip as he moved.
“Fuck, Jamie. Fuck… You are so hot.” Every time with him got better.
“I’m close, I’m close…” he gasped, and his harsh breaths spurred me on. I moved to his increasing breathing as he stoked more and more heat inside me.
Without warning, his cock pulsed in my hand, and he cried out as hot cum spilled over my skin. The musky smell hit me, and I lifted my hand to my mouth to lick it clean.
“You naughty boy,” I whispered. “You didn’t tell me you were close.”
He chuckled.
“I might make you go again, as punishment,” I warned, but the idea of making him come again just made me hotter, and I imagined his cock growing hard in my hand once more.
With him grinding down on me and the taste of his cum on my tongue, my balls tensed one last time, and I released, coming inside him.
“Oh, shit… Jesus… Shit… Jamie,” I panted as I lost control of my thoughts.
As I spasmed one last time—and made a noise I’d never heard come out of my mouth before—he chuckled and fell against my chest.
“Was that okay?”
I folded my arms around him. “More than okay. The ride of my life, even.” Then I looked at him. Maybe he still didn’t understand. “Jamie, you are the best.” I kissed him slow and tender as I nudged my still hard cock against his prostate a couple more times. “I think I could make you come for me again, you know.”
23
Jamie
At the office party Saint had thrown in the interns’ honor, I looked at the people I’d just spent summer working with, and my conflicted emotions warred inside me. I’d done it. I’d totally done it—interned with Saint and Nico for the full summer, learned all about real-life cases, and made it to the end without making any major mistakes.
And that was great.
But it also wasn’t.
The end meant losing Nico. Or leaving him for a while