Page 153 of Only You

“Me too,” I groaned, tugging him forward to kiss his lips. “So much.”

“Merry Christmas,” he breathed, as he pushed for entrance.

I bore down hard, my eyelids fluttering as he moved into me.

Just like always, it was intense and surprising to get no real relief from the stretch after his cockhead entered, just another stretch, and then evenmore. But he was gentle, moving inside me with the steady press we’d perfected over the last few months. Before long I had him wrapped up in my arms, my heels resting on his ass, and his cock lodged deep inside me.

I breathed in and out, just feeling him there, big and thudding. Daniel lifted up on his elbows to watch me, and the dreamy delirium in his eyes set me on fire with adoration. His lashes fell against his cheekbones, and when they lifted, his eyes were wet with tears. His lips trembled as he pulled back and thrust into me again.

Gazing at him, I wasn’t sure what he saw on my face, but I hoped I was radiating the love and lust and pure wonder I saw in his. “I love you,” I murmured. “I love you so much.”

“This feels like nothing else.” He touched his hand to his chest, over his heart, and rubbed. “Here, too. I feel it here.”

“I feel it everywhere,” I said, hiccupping a small laugh. “Because you’re so damn big.”

He laughed, too, thrusting into me again. Suddenly, he went still, his eyes going wide. “Peter?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m not going to pull out.”

“Okay. Don’t,” I said, reaching up to push my fingers into his hair, tilting my pelvis to take him in just that much deeper. “I want you to stay in me.”

“I want to come in you,” he whispered, his hips flexing on the words. His face flushed even more with need. “I want to give you my cum.”

“I want to take it,” I whispered. “Please let me keep it.”

“Keep it?”

“Make it part of me.”

“Oh, baby,” he groaned, and his dick seemed to swell in me even more. “Don’t say that, or I’ll come now.” He wrapped his arms around my back, buried his face in my neck and clung to me hard. I held my legs back by the knees to give him better access as he lost control, fucking into me hard and fast, his need overwhelming his desire to take his time.

“I’m gonna come,” I whispered. “Please, please,please, Daniel…” I tossed my head back, his hips stuttering just as I reached the peak. Cum pulsed between us as I shouted. Pleasure peaked and pulsed through every cell.

Daniel groaned. “So beautiful,” he whimpered, and then took his final thrusts before going rigid and shouting against my shoulder. His cock throbbed hard against my stretched hole as he came.

“Oh, fuck,” he whimpered when the aftershocks released him. He collapsed with all of his weight on me, his cock still in my ass. “Oh, baby, that was…fuck. Baby…fuck.”

He was at a loss for words, and so was I. All I could do was clutch him close and kiss his sweaty neck as I shuddered around his still-hard cock. I felt blissed-out thinking about how he was inside me, skin-to-skin, cell-to-cell, and the even greater wonder of it was that, when he pulled out, he’d leave part of himself behind.

Thiswas for only me. He’d given this special gift to no one else ever. And I wanted it from only him.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too.”

After he pulled out, I expected him to panic, like last time. But he didn’t. He held me tight and used his fingers to push his cum back inside me when it started to drip out. “Merry Christmas,” he whispered, serious and sober. “My present for you.”

I kissed him, heated and needy, until the tenderness passed enough for me to breathe again. It was the greatest present I could have ever imagined: love, trust, and Daniel.

Later that night, we did it again, this time in the bed. We took our time, and I reached that amazing anal climax I craved before Daniel came too and left more of himself behind in me. It was so hot and just as beautiful as the first time. I’d never felt closer to another person. Open, receiving, trusting.

And the next morning, Daniel woke me with a kiss and a slicked-up asshole. While I was still hovering on the edge of sleep, he opened himself up to me, accepting me raw. The trust of being let inside, of being allowed to return the gift of this kind of intimacy, blew my brains out, took my soul, and shook it up. When I came, I left proof of myself behind, too, and when Daniel asked me to make sure it didn’t leak out, I’d never felt so gratified.

So trusted. So close.

So in love.

---