Page 11 of By The Moon

“Not at all.” Jerome giggled. “All my faves too. You know so much about me.”

“I’ve watched over you but I think if you thought about it you would know some things about me too.”

“You’re loyal.” He knew that after Louis had told him there had been no other person once they’d met. Staring into the fridge he saw several varieties of cheese. “You seem to like cheese.”

“Like isn’t the word I’d use. I love cheese. You could feed me anything as long as there was cheese included.”

“So cheese is the way to your heart?” Jerome glanced at Louis and saw the soft smile on his face. “Do I have your heart?”

“Since the moment we met, which sounds all sorts of wrong.”

“Only to someone who isn’t us, and you’ve had mine. I knew those relationships wouldn’t last but I kept trying. Deep down I knew it was because of you, my mystery man. For a while I thought I was going a little mad, you know. Dreaming of you but never knowing you.”

“I’m sorry.” Louis kissed him. “I had to wait.”

“And I understand. Puberty would have been hard on both of us. Pun intended.”

“I think we should take your juice back into the bedroom. I want to ride you; feel you push inside.”

Jerome sucked in a breath. “I think that’s a great idea.”

Chapter Five

Lying on the bed, Louis stared up at his mate, watching him. Jerome straddled him, his hands sliding over Louis’ chest, tugging on his hair and pinching his nipples. Gasping, Louis arched up when Jerome leaned down and sucked one into his mouth, his tongue teasing the hard nub. Smiling softly, Jerome flicked the nub then moved back up Louis’ chest to kiss him.

Louis wrapped his arms around Jerome and rolled them over, chuckling when Jerome murmured, “I’m not finished.”

Louis grabbed the lube and held it up. “Want to watch or stretch me yourself?”

“Both?”

Louis grinned and poured some lube on his fingers then passed the tube to Jerome. “Get it on your fingers then watch me. You can do it after.” Louis moved off Jerome and got on his hands and knees with his ass facing Jerome. Warm hands ran over his ass and Louis’ breath stuttered when a wet finger ran over his asshole. “Want to try now?”

“No. Let me watch you.” The words were low and husky. “I want to see you finger your ass.”

“Such dirty words.”

“You like them?”

“I like everything about you, my mate.” Louis spread his legs then ran his wet fingers over his ass. “I like to tease myself first. Small touches, running the tips of my fingers over my ass. Maybe push them in a little.” Louis put actions to words and ran his fingers over his ass several times then the tip around the puckered edge. He could hear Jerome’s breathing pick up and smiled to himself. Once he was nice and wet, he pushed one finger inside to the first knuckle then pulled it out. In and out he moved it then he moaned when Jerome’s hands spread him wider.

“You look so hot like this. I want to touch you as well.”

Louis pulled his finger out. “Do what I just did.”

Dropping his chest down onto the bed, Louis kept his ass in the air. Jerome’s fingers ran over his hole then one slid inside. He kept the movements slow, which Louis appreciated. One finger only, sliding in and out, until Louis whispered, “push it in more now.”

Louis trembled when Jerome pushed his finger fully inside Louis’ ass. The sensation had him pushing back wanting more. “Two,” he gasped. “I need two fingers now.”

When two slid inside, Louis groaned, the flash of pain arousing him. “Louis. The way your ass stretches around my fingers.”

“Hmm. Bend them and search for a bump. That’s my prostate and you’ll know when you’ve hit it.”

Louis held his breath then moaned loudly when Jerome’s fingers ran over it. “There,” Jerome whispered.

“Yes. Tease it, tap it, rub it. God I’m dripping, Jerome. You do this to me. Make me so hot.”

“I want to taste…”

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