Page 49 of Beneath Cherry Blossom Memories

I curl my fingers upward, finding his prostate and massaging it. He whines and clenches around me. I watch his cock leak onto his belly, so hard and red. With my other hand, I use my thumb and press down on his perineum, using upward strokes to give him both sensations.A beautiful blush forms on his throat, trickling down his chest. This is the part of Phoenix I will never fuck up. This is the part of him I know better than anything else. Applying a bit more pressure, I bring right to the brink.

“I’m gonna—” Removing my fingers as quickly and carefully as possible, I dive for his bedside table, where I know he keeps his lube. “Eli,” he begs, fisting his cock.

I swat his hand away, secure the lube from the drawer, and position myself between his legs again. “You’re going to come on my cock, baby. And then you’ll kiss me and cuddle me, and afterward, we’ll nap. In that order. Got it?” My eyebrow hitches while I lube my dick.

He nods fast, hole fluttering in anticipation while I lather it up as well. I finger him for a few seconds to watch his eyes roll. I have him just how I want him.

Finally.

I cap the lube and chuck it before getting my sweats off completely. I take my shirt off, discarding it as well. With his long legs still tucked into his chest, I palm his ass, spreading his cheeks wider.

“Fuck, you’re pretty,” I tell him, watching his eyes darken and lips part. “I missed you so much,” I murmur, lowering on top of him and lining up.

I kiss him softly at first. I mold my mouth to him, feeling every inch while my cockhead nudges against his hole. He grabs my face, banding his legs around my narrow waist. I push in, meeting minimal resistance because he’s bearing down, ready to take me. I lick the seam of his mouth, feeding his ass my cock while he pants and moans just for me.

Much like my other sexual experiences, it’s a mix of dulled sensation and mental absence, like my brain doesn’t want to connect with what’s happening to my body. I'm slipping away from this moment. Fuck, I think I'm scared. Detachment is my defense mechanism. It's my armor.

I’m hard. His ass is tight and hot. Our kisses are sweet and delectable. But my orgasm is miles away while voices invade my psyche.Addict. Manipulator. Worthless.

“Eli,” he says sweetly, my hips had stopped. I glance at his eyes, and the wires that wouldn’t cross start to weave together. His pretty fucking eyes. One honey brown, the other startling green, search my face. “Make me come, sweetheart.”

Smirking, I flick my hips and impale him. He gasps, hole squeezing my cock. “Jerk yourself while I play with your sweet spot,” I tell him and rise to my knees.

He lifts his shirt, quickly removing it so I can see his body twitch and watch the sweat form on his skin. I’m a visual person, and Phoenix knows it. My heart flutters wildly—he’s keeping me in the moment, not letting anything enter my mind but him. I bite my lip, rotate my hips and flex my dick inside him before thumbing his taint. It’s something I discovered he loves the very first time I fingered him. The prostate can be stimulated here as well as inside his ass.

My babylovesit.

His hair fans around him like a model—so pretty and unique, just like him. My balls bunch up at the base of my dick while I fuck him slow and hard. He holds my eyes, jerking himself, the pink head popping out of his foreskin on each downward thrust. I caress the tops of his thighs, using my own to keep him propped up on my cock. The big gauges in his ears wobble as I pump him full of my inches.

“I love fucking you,” I tell him, my head tossing back. “I love feeling you, being here with you. I can feel you, Phoenix. I canfeel you.” Pleasure coils low in my belly, dick throbbing. God, I forgot how good it feels with him—only him. “This is how it’s supposed to be,” I tell myself more than him.

Our weight suddenly shifts as Phoenix sits up, pushing my chest. My dick slips out of him as I fall on my back. He climbs over me, repositions, and sits down on me. I moan unbelievably loud. This was one of my favorite positions before. When he'd straddle me and ride me like a fucking cowboy. As much as I love dominating him, he has the potential to wreck me one day.

His big body dwarfs mine while he rides me like a machine. I have no choice but to hold the fuck on. A palm slams onto my chest, heat searing my sweaty skin. I grab a handful of his hair, tugging it with just enough pressure to hurt.

His eyes flutter. “Fuck.”

“Are you going to come, pretty boy? Gonna come all over my cock?” He nods, sucking his lip in between his teeth, bouncing on me like he’ll die if he doesn’t finish. “You needed this, baby. I can feel how badly you needed me. It’s only me, huh? Only my cock and cum that gets you this turned on?”

“Yes," he moans. "Ah fuck,” He coils his fingers around cockhead and squeezes it.

“Pull the skin back,” I tell him, and he does. “Spit on it.” He spits directly on the head, his hole squeezing me so tight I choke a little. “Make a ring.”

“Eli,” he whines, doing what I say while I yank his hair again.

“Don’t move,” I grunt.

It takes some work since I’m nowhere near as strong as I used to be, but I manage. Planting my feet, I arch up my hips and use gravity to my advantage, giving him a real ride while his cock hits the circle of his fingersover and overagain.

“I’m coming,” he shouts.

I thrust up three more times, grabbing handfuls of his ass as ropes of white coat my stomach. He pants and shudders, riding through his orgasm while milking my cock at the same time. I help him roll his hips, my toes curling into the bed. “I’m almost there.”

With his hands on my pecs, he rocks over me, hair cascading over his shoulders and tickling my cheeks. I tease his pelvis, the sensitive skin where it connects with his legs, glancing down at his half-hard dick, still trickling cum.

Then I flick my eyes up to his.

I'd know that look fucking anywhere. The sheer heat behind those odd eyes. He sears me with them—not a trace of his earlier anger present—no, it’s possession. He’s painted my stomach…all that’s left is… His eyes flash with savage hunger as he swipes at his cum on my stomach and stuffs it in my mouth.

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