He closes his eyes, a low growl escaping his throat. “Oooooh god, Dylan.” He crushes his mouth to mine, taking my breath away with his intensity.
He knows I’ve never done this before, that it’s a big deal for me. He’ll be the first person I’ve ever let inside me.
He breaks the kiss, moving to cradle my face between his hands and looking searchingly into my eyes.
“Dylan,” he rasps. “I want you to be really sure. I know this is a big deal.”
“It is, but I’m sure. I love you. I want to share this with you.”
He closes his eyes, kissing my mouth tenderly. “I love you so much. We can stop whenever you need to, okay? Don’t be afraid to stop me, anytime, for any reason. I promise, I won’t mind.”
“I know you won’t hurt me. Reed. I trust you with anything. With everything.”
He swallows thickly before leaning in to whisper more sweet words in my ear, covering me with kisses.
But I'm ready for things to move forward, and this mood feels almost too heavy, so I tease him, nipping at his bottom lip and making him laugh, breaking us out of the serious spell we were under.
He smiles against my lips before changing the kiss from sweet to scorching hot.
"Getting impatient, are we?" he asks with an evil smirk.
All I give him in response is a raised eyebrow, making him laugh again.
Moving slowly, he slides off me so that instead of straddling my hips, he’s kneeling beside me. It only takes him a few seconds to get my shirt buttons undone, and he pushes it off my shoulders, helping me out of it without once taking his mouth off me. Starting at my collarbone, he nibbles and licks a trail of fire out to my shoulder and then back to my center, running his tongue down my sternum. His beard scratches against my skin, making his lips feel even softer. After a brief detour to suck on each of my nipples, he continues his journey south. When he gets to my belly button, he lingers, tonguing and nibbling around it, running his hands from my thighs to my shoulders and driving me wild in the process.
“Reed,” I moan softly, already wanting so much more.
He finally moves to the waistband of my jeans, the denim straining as my rock-hard cock tries to bust out of my pants. He shoots me a devilish grin before he deftly unzips me, sliding my jeans and briefs off in one long, smooth movement, tossing them to the floor. He seems like he’s about to settle down between my legs again, but I stop him. “Take your clothes off,” I whisper, giving him a feral smile. “I need to see you.”
He stands beside the bed, that wolflike smile still playing on his face. “Happy to oblige, love.”
Then, much, much too slowly for my liking, he grabs the hem of his T-shirt, pulling it over his head, and undoes his jeans, shoving them down roughly along with his underwear. He stands still, completely naked for a moment, as I look my fill.
“See something you like?”
“Oh, fuck yes,” I whisper, licking my lips. “Get over here.”
He smiles, covering my body with his again, and the feel of his skin against mine is intoxicating. He thrusts against me a couple of times, not giving me anywhere near the friction I need, but before I can complain, he moves, sliding down so he’s between my legs. He places a soft, open-mouthed kiss on the underside of my throbbing cock, and I groan, arching into him. Pulling his mouth away, he presses my hips into the mattress. He looks up at me, and when he meets my eyes, I can’t decide whether the devilish look on his face is exciting or alarming. Either way, it’s sexy as fuck. Pushing my thighs further apart, he settles more comfortably between them, like he’s going to stick around in that spot for a while. I’m not about to complain.
Burying his nose in the crease of my groin, he inhales deeply, letting out a groan. “How can you smell so goddamn good?” he growls.
I respond with a groan of my own, but then he surprises me by gently lifting my sac and licking a stripe from my taint all the way to the base of my cock. Then he takes one of my balls into his mouth, and holy shit, I have never, ever felt anything like it in my life. My hips jerk up involuntarily, the sensations pulling a whimper from my throat. That sinful smile reappears on his face as soon as he releases my ball from his mouth.
“I’ve been wanting to do that to you for weeks,” he murmurs before leaning in to suck the other one into his mouth.
“Reed, please, please,” I moan, and he runs a hand over my lower belly to soothe me.
“Shhh, baby, relax. You’re gonna feel so good, I promise,” he whispers, and in spite of my frustration, I bark out a laugh.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Torturing me?” I try to glare at him, but through my haze of lust, I’m not sure if the message gets through.
“Loving it,” he says roughly and then, without warning, takes my entire cock into his mouth, swallowing me so deeply it feels like I’m halfway down his throat.
“Oh my god.”
He slides up and back along my length, sucking in earnest. He swirls his tongue around the head of my cock on every upstroke, and on every downstroke, he swallows me deep, letting me feel his muscles contract around my cock when he swallows.
I slide both hands into his hair as he lets out an appreciative groan. But he only gives me a couple more strokes before he pulls off, which causes me to let out an embarrassing whimper.