Page 9 of Just Forever

Both of us are breathing hard and heavy once our lips part.

“You know you want to,” I repeat.

He grins and moves lower, chest sliding against my skin, until he wraps his fingers around my cock. My hands are still tangled in his hair, and I push his head down until his mouth is pressed against my dick. He grows even harder against my leg.

Lake gets turned on by manhandling, but he’s never trusted anybody enough to let go like this. Until me.

“Suck it,” I gasp, pushing my hips up.

He opens his mouth and takes me in until the head of my cock bumps against the roof of his mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan. I try to keep still, but my hips still twitch.

Lake slides his hands up my thighs, then pushes them underneath me, cupping my ass. He drags his tongue down the side of my cock and moves lower, licking underneath my balls, pulling them into his mouth.

His tongue presses against the sensitive skin between my balls and ass, and I let out a shuddering breath. My fingers tighten in his hair. He wraps his lips around the tip of my dick and sucks. My hips hunch forward, and he takes me deeper.

That warm, wet mouth is heaven, and Lake’s eyes are heavy-lidded and focused on me the whole time he sucks me. It’s a slow, meticulous worship of my dick, and he keeps it up until my thigh muscles are quivering from tension, and I’m gasping for breath, unable to catch it.

“More,” I say.

I’m not sure what I’m asking for, I just know I wantsomething. Something hard and fast. Something tight.

I don’t have to say the words. Lake plucks them out of my thoughts with ease.

His features settle into firm lines of determination.

“Fuck me,” I say.

“Ask me nicely,” he murmurs, lips still against my aching cock. My balls pulse with the need to come.

I laugh. “Please.”

He lets go of my dick, and it slaps against my abdomen. He finds the lube and flicks the cap open.

I grab his hand. “I want to do it. And I want to watch you while I fuck you.”

A sardonic quirk of Lake’s eyebrow is followed by him throwing himself onto his back on the bed. He spreads his thighs.

“Be my guest.”

“You’re very agreeable tonight,” I say with a grin.

“It’s your birthday.”

A rumble of approval escapes my chest, and I fall on top of him, plastering our bodies together from head to toe, desperate now. I pour lube over my fingers and tease his opening. First one finger, then two, until I’m stretching his hole open for me. He gets a look of concentration on his face, breathing through that first wave of sensation.

“Okay?” I ask.

He nods. His eyes fall shut, and his lips part when I brush over his prostate.

“Better than. Get inside me. Now.”

A breathless laugh escapes me, and I pull my fingers away. Lake hooks his leg over my hip, and my cock brushes over his opening.

I push inside him. It’s familiar and overwhelming, just like always. Mostly, though, it’s just pure pleasure, sinking inside Lake’s body. Lake wraps his fingers around the iron slats of the headboard and starts meeting each of my thrusts, body straining and arching against mine.

We kiss—a sloppy, desperate mating of tongues and lips.

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