Page 76 of Suddenly You

Coop lets out a breath and his body suddenly relaxes behind me.

“Yeah? Really?”

“Yeah. It was… Fuck, it was mind-blowing.”

Coop hums happily, his cock stiffening against my back. I wiggle against it, leaning my head against his shoulder and just relishing the feel of his hands on me. They drift up and down my chest lazily. Like he has all the time in the world.

“Would you like me to do it again?” he asks a moment later and my cock, which has been half-hard since he sat down next to me with dinner, plumps to full mast.

“Do you want to?”

“Of course I do. You taste so divine.”

I flush from head to toe at those words, my ears burning. “Okay, we can, if you want to.”

“Oh, I want to. I had this delivered just for that. Well, for snuggling too obviously, but also so I can sit between your legs with your cock in my mouth.”

My dick jumps as he wiggles out from behind me and then settles between my legs. His fingers trace lines up my thighs, and when they curl around the waistband of my sweatpants, he tugs the fabric down. My hips lift, assisting him in removing the clothes from my body. And when they’re fully off, I shiver in the cool evening air.

“You cold, Matthew?” Coop asks when he runs his hands up my stomach, pushing my sweatshirt up, exposing the skin of my abdomen. “I’ll take care of you, I promise,” he coos and then tugs the sweater off over my head, leaving me completely nude on the lounger. He hops up, his cock bobbing beneath his silk pants as he turns the heater on, blasting warmth toward me before he once again settles between my legs.

My cock is so hard and eager that when he leans down and rubs his nose against it, I nearly launch off the cushions. Fuck, that feels so good.

I want to wake up with his head in my lap and fall asleep with it there too.

“Do me a favor,” Coop says as he kisses his way up my cock. “Take that ring off the chain and put it on your finger. When you’re home, I want you to wear it.”

I don’t even question it. Just do as he says, my trembling fingers pulling the ring from my chest and slipping it onto my finger. Coop looks at it and then links our hands together, both metal bands winking at us in the dim light.

“Much better,” he says and then brazenly licks up my cock. I gasp at the sensation of it, of his warm, wet mouth against my dick. “So, so good. But Matthew. I want to hear you too. Don’t be shy. Tell me how I’m making you feel.”

“I can’t,” I whisper, and his eyes flash to mine.

“You can and you will.”

His lips seal around my head and he sucks, making my eyes nearly cross. I try to stifle a groan, but when his hand grabs on to my balls and rolls them in his palm, I let the sounds slip out. A deep, low moan echoes across the tile balcony and slips away into the crash of the waves.

“Mm,” he hums as he takes me further into his mouth. The warm, wet heat of him makes me pant, makes my fingers curl into my palms. I don’t even feel the cool air anymore. All I can feel is him.

He’s perfect.

The way he holds me in his mouth and swallows, the way his fingers are still linked with mine. The way he places the perfect pressure on my dick, like he’s already memorized everything I like.

Everything I need.

My free hand threads through the strands of his hair, and I hold him gently, not pushing, not thrusting, but just lingering, petting, showing him with my touch how good this is for me.

And it is. It’s so damn good. A slow, deep throat-fucking until I’m coming into his mouth minutes later. I let him suck me dry before I slump back, my chest heaving, his lips still on me, his fingers still locked with mine.

“Good?” he asks, his lips trailing small kisses up my thigh, stomach, and chest. It leaves a burning map to my heart, where that bruised organ beats frantically.

I wait for the shame of being with another man like this to hit me, but it doesn’t come. All I feel is content, and all I want is to feel him against me. Without another word, I pull him onto me, feeling his hard cock pressed against my abdomen.

“You need to come too,” I croak, and he shakes his head, settling against me, his face tucked into my neck. He’s relaxed, pliant. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt Coop this relaxed.

“I can do that anytime. Just let me hold you a while. I missed you today.”

I feel my chest constrict, a dull, pinching pain as he scoots to my side and wraps his body around me. I’m still naked but I don’t even care. The warmth from the heater, from his body, is enough to keep me comfortable. I could lie here for ages and not feel the sting of reality.

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