Page 52 of Christmas for Keeps

“We’ll need to talk about it, but I’m not angry. Can we…” He pressed his lips against mine again, and when he drew away, I licked his throat. He moaned, pulling me closer, and as I planted tiny kisses across his cheekbone, he pressed himself against me. His cock was already hard, its heaviness palpable even through our clothing.

Heat swept through my stomach and chest, warming my heart. “Need you to know…”

“Mm?” He licked the corner of my mouth. “What, babe?”

“I love you, Zach.”

“I love you too.” After another quick kiss, he said, “Give me a minute to get a blanket. I want to make love by the fire if that’s okay.”

“It’s perfect. Need any help?”

“I’ve got it. Don’t move.”

He hurried away and returned a minute later with blankets in one hand, a bottle of lube and a condom in the other, and a pillow tucked under his chin. When he arranged everything on the floor, I pointed at the small, square packet. “Why did you bring a condom? I thought we agreed not to use them.”

Placing his hands on my shoulders, he kissed my forehead. “In case you’ve changed your mind. I swear, I haven’t been with anyone since you, but after—”

“I believe you, and I haven’t changed my mind. I don’t want anything between us.”

He smiled. “Then there won’t be. I need to be inside you.”

I nodded at the blankets. “We’d better make a nest, then. Why’d you bring two?”

“Nothing like a post-sex nap by the fire, but you know me—I can’t sleep without a cover.”

We spread out one of the blankets and knelt beside each other. Between kisses, I pulled his shirt over his head, and he did the same with mine. Before long, we were naked, and when I looked at him, the thrill took my breath away. His skin glowed in the firelight, and shadows lovingly traced the contours of his flawless physique.

I swept my eyes down his beautiful body to his cock. It was fully erect, and precum glistened at the tip. As I always had, I felt torn between craving to have him inside me and wondering if I could take it.

“Like what you see, babe?”

I raised my head, and my heart leapt when I saw his sideways smile. “You know I do,” I whispered. “I want you so much.”

He reached for my cock, and I groaned when he wrapped his hand around it and squeezed. “We’d better get to it then,” he said. “I won’t last long.”

I lay back with my head on the pillow, and he crawled on top and found his way to my lips. The kiss started gently, but when our stubbled cheeks raked against each other, desire mushroomed into a cyclone of lust. He grunted and thrust his tongue into my mouth, and I wrapped my legs around him, enjoying the friction of his heavy, swollen cock against mine.

Bracing his hands on either side of my head, he deepened the kiss, and I dug my fingernails into his back. Zach owned me, and I loved having him take what he needed. He moved his hands to my shoulders, and we worked up a sweat grinding against each other. The drag of his chest hair drove me into a frenzy. Zach was all man, and this man was all mine.

We thrust our cocks together, the slide of our superheated skin increasing our lust. We’d always loved getting off like this. “Move faster!” I begged.

“Fuck yeah!” He swiveled his hips in a circular motion, increasing the friction between our dicks.

“Do it!” I cried. “Fuck yes!” A blast of pleasure tore through me, and I came so hard I could barely make a sound.

“Coming!” Zach cried. “Shit!” He squeezed my shoulders, grunting as he shot hard, our cum mixing on my stomach and chest. We’d become one in pleasure, and the cum was no longer Zach’s or Con’s. It wasours.

When we were lying side by side, something we used to say made me chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” Zach asked.

“Remember Zach and Con’s love potion?”

After a weak laugh, he rolled to the side. “That’s hot as fuck. Go for it.”

I scraped up cum from both our stomachs and licked it off my hand. Then I kissed him, and we both hummed at the taste of our pleasure. Afterward, he pulled the second blanket over us, and I lay my head on his shoulder.

“Still want to fuck you, babe,” he said.