“Taste good?”
“Fucking delicious.” Luke growled as his tongue dived back into my mouth and they danced together, searching and exploring each other’s mouths in desperation as our cocks brushed one another, our pre-cum mixing against each other. A desperation grew within me as I trailed my hand around to Luke’s ass. I didn’t want to stop, but it was as if Luke could read my mind. He wanted this just as much as I did.
I guided us both, lost in fevered kisses until Luke could grasp the back of the sofa and whispered sweet nothings in his ear as I applied the cold lube I retrieved from the drawer in the unit to his tight hole, not missing the shudder that overtook his body.
“Just bear down, it’ll feel good in a minute. I promise.” I pushed the well-lubed finger into his body and watched him turn to crush his mouth to mine as I slowly added a second and third finger. A cry of pleasure rang out of Luke’s mouth as I tried in earnest to avoid hitting his prostate and make him lose control.
“Freddie, I need more.”
“I know, Luke. Just hold on…”
I could see the sweat on Luke’s brow and the hardness of his cock just on the edge of letting go. A couple hits of his prostate and I knew he’d be spent.
I suited up and slathered the lube along my shaft as Luke’s eyes gleamed with hunger as he watched the sight over his shoulder and licked his lips in anticipation. I wrapped my arm around his waist and nuzzled my cheek into his back, pushing him into the back of the sofa as I aligned the crown of my cock with the entrance of his tight hole.
“Bear down, baby,” I urged as I pushed through the tight ring of muscles. “Fuck feels so good,” I bellowed as Luke’s body began to suck me. The heat and pressure were out of this world as our gazes connected in a moment of silence. “I…”
“Freddie, it’s so fucking good.” Luke managed to seek out the words as he reached for one of my hands and interlocked them. I gulped down hard at the intimacy and shook my head as he hungrily kissed me. I had to move. I had to focus on the present as I began to move in and out before I bottomed fully inside, our hips rolling in sync together.
I tipped my hips slightly at an angle and the harsh mewl that left Luke’s mouth made me realize I’d hit the spot I’d been searching for as I reached for his dick and started to talk dirty words of encouragement. Questions I desperately wanted to know the answers to.
“Do you like the idea of being fucked hard by me, Luke?” I asked, as I pulled my hand back and down his length with increasing intensity. The throbbing redness of his cock showed me how close his release was as his pre-cum made my hand glide with ease down his length. “Do you want me to fuck you again?” I repeated the motion with my hand, the rhythm growing faster as he threw his head back onto my shoulder and breathed heavily into my neck. He gripped the sofa edge like a lifeline, turning his knuckles white with the deep pressure of his grasp. “Luke, are you going to come hard for me?”
“Yes, Freddie. Yes.” Luke screamed as his release ripped through him as I tried to hold off my own orgasm, but the way his inner muscles gripped my cock harder and harder by the increasing second… It was an impossible task as I continued to slam my cock in and out through the tight grip he held me in.
“Luke. Fuck. Luke.” I collapsed onto his back and felt his hands begin to trail up and down the side of my leg in rhythmic motions as I tried to pull the shards of my brain back together into some sort of unity. “I…”
“I… I know Freddie,” Luke whispered as I pulled out of him and turned him to face me. My breaths were still fighting to return to their normal rhythm as I caught the gaze of the flushed, beautiful man in front of me and my heart skipped a beat. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” I urged, my arms wrapping around him and pulling him close toward me. The overpowering sensation to touch him and not let go overwhelmed me. I knew I needed more. “I do need to take care of this, though.” I pointed down to the condom and winked at Luke as I kissed him on the lips before I strutted my naked as day arse toward the bathroom.
“Freddie, can I make you breakfast tomorrow?” Luke asked sheepishly as I froze at the door and turned to face him.
“Luke, I’ll have breakfast, lunch and dinner if you’d let me. Now why don’t you go and heat up that shower for us? I haven’t had a chance to properly taste you yet.”
“Lies.” Luke coughed.
“It wasn’t enough,” I snarked back with a huff before I licked my lips. “I want to feel you balls deep at the back of my throat. Is that better?”
“Only if I can do the same to you,” he uttered in reply, grabbing his already hardening length and winking at me.
“Damn, I’m coming.”
“You will be. By my mouth and my ass if I have anything to do with it.” Luke chuckled.
* * *
Luke hadn’t been wrong. I was glad that tomorrow we’d both had a day off shift as we’d spent the rest of the evening getting acquainted with each other’s bodies multiple times. We’d strung various orgasms out of each other, eaten food together before more sex. Something had changed, though. We’d fallen asleep in bed together and not questioned one another when we’d become hot and sticky, side by side. Hadn’t we said that the bedroom was a no-go zone?
I wasn’t going to run. I couldn’t because it was my apartment, but it made me start to question how Luke had gotten under my skin and so quickly. A guy didn’t do this to me. I’d been about the hard, quick fuck. Not the intimacy and softness that Luke and I had shared. The promises and sweet whispers. What was happening to me? He’d admitted this was a short-term stay. I couldn’t become attached, otherwise where would that leave me?
I needed to create some distance, but I wanted him.
“Morning. Have you been up long?” Luke waltzed out of my room wearing one of my favorite purple shirts, the last one Everleigh had bought me for my birthday before she’d left for London, teamed with a pair of black boxers of mine. “I hope you don’t mind?”
“Of course not. I was expecting less skin to be covered,” I mumbled as I sat on the sofa and saw the slight blush on Luke’s cheeks. “Thinking about last night?”
“Aren’t you?”