biting into my hips as his kisses turned more desperate, hungrier.
Nikolai tore his mouth from mine and looked down at the condom and lube I still had in my hand.
“Put it on me," he said, his voice both demanding and desperate at the same time.
As I fumbled with the condom packet, I tried to remind myself that this was a one-time thing and after tonight, everything would go back to normal.
But I knew it was a lie because there was no going back.
I had no idea what tomorrow would bring but for once, I didn’t care. I only cared about the man standing before me. The one who made me feel needed with one touch. The one who made me feel wanted with just one word.
The one who made me… enough.
Chapter 21
Nikolai
I really had had good intentions when I’d started this whole thing. My plan had been for us to take a long, comforting shower, preferably one that would’ve finished with a hand job, followed by a night spent with Jude wrapped in my arms as he slept while I tried to digest all the things he’d told me.
I certainly hadn't intended to fuck Jude for the first time on the vanity in his bathroom. If he’d exhibited any hesitation at all, I might've been able to dial it back a notch or two or fifty and follow through with my original plan. But when Jude's masterful fingers had begun teasing me, seduction had gone out the window and possession had come in like a raging winter storm. That had led to the terrible fear that I would somehow mess this up for Jude which had overtaken everything else, including the joy of just being with him. When it had become clear that I actually needed help getting the damn condom open, let alone on, I was certain I’d lost any chance with the beautiful man before me, but thankfully, all I’d lost was a little bit of the assurance that I was the suave lover he deserved. Hell, at the rate things were going, I wasn’t sure I could hold out long enough to be a competent one.
Even now, as Jude's strong fingers brushed my painfully hard shaft as he rolled the latex over it, I felt out of control. I couldn't stop touching him, kissing him as he worked. It was a unique brand of torture as Jude prepped me by slathering some lube onto my covered dick. I sucked in a breath as his fingers sought out my balls. When he began massaging them, I growled, "No more,” and then lifted him off the vanity. I slammed my mouth down on his and kissed him until he was helplessly grinding his body against mine.
"Nikolai," Jude breathed in excitement. I gave him one more hard kiss and then spun him around so he was facing the mirror. I placed my hand on his back and urged him down until he was lying flat, his glorious ass exposed to me. Snatching up what was left of the lube, I emptied the remainder of the packet onto my fingers.
The sight of Jude's hole had me pausing and then, before I could even think better of it, I dropped to my knees behind him and went in for the kill. Jude cried out in surprise the second my lips came into contact with his sensitive skin. I held his hips firmly to keep him from twisting away as I licked and sucked at his opening. His cries of shock quickly turned into whimpers of need and then he was pressing his ass backwards to greet my seeking tongue. I kept up the sensuous torture until I felt his entrance begin to relax. I stiffened my tongue as much as I could and then pushed it as far into Jude's body as I could get it.
"Fuck, God, oh fuck," Jude repeated over and over again. I would've enjoyed the challenge of making him come just from my tongue in his ass, but my own cock was a torturous reminder that it wouldn't be enough. Not this first time, anyway.
I collected some of the lube that had ended up spread over Jude's hips as I’d held him down and used that to push my finger into his body. Jude dropped his forehead to the vanity. The sexy little whimpers continued, but he was no longer saying any words that made sense. I gave his body a few moments to adjust to the entry