knew the last time I’d hooked up with someone. We, uh, talk about that kind of stuff, I guess. I was pretty sure it had been a while, but I wanted to check. And she said that it wasn’t since I got dumped a year ago, when I’d dragged her with me to go get tested in a fit of depression.” He laughed wryly. “Apparently, I’ve been going through something of an out-of-character dry spell.”
“Who could ever dump you?” I asked, shaking my head, until I realized I was focusing on the wrong question. “I mean—I believe you. I do. But shouldn’t you be worried about me?”
“Worried about the recluse who’s barely spoken to anyone in seven years, much less slept with them?” He arched an eyebrow.
“Okay, point,” I conceded. Before Ari, it had been years since I’d been with anyone. “But still, it’s more of a danger for you than for me.”
“I trust you,” Ari said simply.
“You do?”
“I do.” His smile went from earnest to wicked in an instant. “And I really want to feel you come inside me. I wanna feel it dripping out of me tomorrow morning.”
“What makes you think I’d leave it inside you after I fill you up?” I said. I gave his cock a firm tug, and he whined in pleasure. “What makes you think I wouldn’t make you push it back out, and feed it to you?”
“Fuck,” was all he said in reply, which was all I needed to decide that was precisely what I was going to do.
“Exactly.” I smiled back at him, then took the lube to slick my cock. He slid forward, bringing himself right over it, his pupils blown wide with desire. “Sit down whenever you’re ready, baby.”
It was exquisite, being taken inch by inch into Ari’s ass. Ecstasy spread across his face, along with need, and something inside me pulsed, knowing I was the one who was going to satisfy it.
He moved slowly, so slowly, and my hands itched to grab him by the hips and bring him all the way down. I had a suspicion he might even like that. Someday, I told myself. Tonight, it could wait. Tonight, I wanted him to go at his own pace.
His breath came out in short little gasps when he finally sank all the way around me. I did take him by the hip then, with one hand, and brought the other to his stomach, pressing in until I could feel the outline of my cock inside him. I brought his hand to the same place.
“You feel that? That’s me filling you up.”
“Fuck yes,” Ari breathed. “You’re so big.”
“You like that? A big cock in your tight little ass?”
I winced internally. I wasn’t all that practiced at the whole dirty talk thing, and I felt clumsy. But the way his eyes fluttered shut, and the moan that escaped him, told me I was doing okay.
“Show me how much you like it,” I commanded, and then bit back a moan of my own as Ari started to move. He was so fucking tight, so hot and slick, every inch of his hole caressing my cock as he slid up and down.
I was mesmerized as he sped up, taken in by the pleasure on his face, the way his body trembled in my hands, the way his own cock bobbed in time with his hips. I really had intended to draw this out, but I couldn’t stop myself from taking his cock in my hand and jerking him off. I needed to see him come undone.
“Fuck, yes, Holden,” Ari babbled as I stroked him, using precum to slick his shaft. “Oh God, please, fuck.”
“Ready to come for me?” I asked.
He nodded frantically, thrusting down onto my cock and then forward into my hand.
“God, Holden, please, yes—I—fuck—yes—Holden—” he gasped, my name turning into a cry of pleasure as he came, spilling into my hand and then down onto my stomach. It was a sight to behold—the angelic smile on his face, his dark eyelashes feathered against his cheeks as he closed his eyes and rode out the high.
I stroked his cock until it started to soften, knowing I needed to give him a break. I pushed up onto my elbows when his eyes fluttered open again.
“You’re gorgeous when you come,” I said. “I mean, you’re gorgeous all the time, but that? That took my breath away.”
Ari bent down, bracing a hand on the mattress beside me, and brushed a kiss across my lips.