Page 26 of Just A Little Magic

The concern in his voice almost broke me. I always told Bear the truth, except for this secret place well hidden inside my heart. Every part of me screamed to tell him the truth and face the repercussions. I knew I couldn’t do that, but there was no damn way I’d let him think he’d done something wrong. The memory of our only time together shouldn’t be sullied with regret. I flipped myself around so I could face him directly. Morning breath be damned.

“You didn’t hurt me. You were perfect, and being a little sore isn’t going to kill me.”

Barrett’s hand had landed on my hip when I turned over. Once the shock of his words wore off, I realized I was face-to-face with his bare chest. His thick cock nudged against my stomach. The vast expanse of his chest made me itch to do more exploration of his body because it was a thing of beauty.

He spent long hours in the gym creating the muscles and planes I was currently ogling. I wanted to trace every tattoo with my tongue, repeat with fingers, and another round with my tongue. His blond hair was mussed and his brown eyes were hooded with sleep and lust.

I wanted him. I wanted Barrett, and if today, this morning really, was the last I’d get of him, then I was going to taste him. I’d swallow him down until he left a piece of himself in me, and then I could take him out of this bed with me. Although, now that I’d said it to myself, it sounded creepy as hell. Maybe I should care about that, but I didn’t. Not one single little bit.

With my newfound resolve, I pushed his shoulder until he took the hint and lay on his back. I pulled back the covers and scooted down the bed before nudging his knees apart and climbing between them. I glanced up and caught a sleepy smile settling on his plump lips. Ugh. I knew I needed to clarify what happened when we left this bed.

“You know we go back to how we were before when we leave this bed, right?”

“We don’t have to.”

“Yeah, we do. That’s the deal. We go back as if it never happened.”

I needed him to agree to get to part two of my plan. His aggrieved sigh wasn’t a reassuring sign.

“Is that what you want? Really and truly?”

“Yes,” I lied.

“Then I guess that’s what we’ll do.”

With a little effort, he managed to get his briefs off.

Finally.

My imagination and porn hadn’t fully prepared me for the heady feelings that came from seeing this particular appendage in real life. Barrett’s cock was thick with a prominent vein that ran along the underside.

At the moment, his shaft was flushed a deep red with a few beads of precum making the head shiny. I gingerly explored with my fingertips, memorizing the feel and shape. I gently scraped my blunt nails along it, and Bear responded with a full-body shudder. My hand drifted down to cup his heavy balls, already tight and drawn up a bit. They rested in a thick bed of reddish curls.

I loved the difference between our bodies. Mine was smooth, whereas his was hairy. I leaned down to nuzzle him and got lightheaded. My nose was buried in his wiry nest of curls, and I couldn’t resist mouthing his balls. I slipped one into my mouth and firmly sucked.

His accompanying gasp, then guttural groan, spurned on my exploration. After the same treatment and reaction, I traced that underside vein on his dick with my tongue. The tip of my tongue found that secret little spot of nerves just under the head, and Barrett shouted. I’d never felt so powerful. Thisincredibly sexy man was shouting for me. It was beyond anything I’d imagined.

I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock, and Barrett’s hands gripped my hair. I sucked the spongy head into my mouth.

His hands tightened in my hair, and I swallowed him as best I could. His dick was thick, like really effing thick. Porn stars made it look easy, but I knew there was no chance of me deep-throating him. I wrapped my hand around the bottom of his cock and enveloped the top half in my mouth.

Barrett groaned, then thrust into my mouth. It was obvious he was restraining himself, but I appreciated the effort. Precum spurted from the head and trickled down my throat. I gave a few tentative sucks, then again with more speed. Barrett alternated between words of praise and muttered curses.

With my other hand cupping and rolling Barrett’s balls across my fingers, I knew he was getting closer when they drew up tight to his body. I redoubled my efforts to make sure he came in my mouth. I wanted to make sure to capture every salty drop. If this was my one chance to do this, I wanted to miss nothing. When Barrett’s words became incoherent babbles, I finally noticed how hard my own cock had become.

Before I could even get a hand on mine, Barrett’s release was spurting into my mouth. I struggled to capture every salty drop and some leaked out of my mouth. Barrett, who had partially curled up off the bed when he came, collapsed back. When he did, he dragged me with him and pulled me on top of him.

His cum was still on my chin and lips. He scooped it up with his finger and fed it back to me. I dutifully sucked on this proffered finger and swirled my tongue around it. With a growl, he threaded his fingers through my hair and slammed our mouths together. I knew he could taste himself on my tongue,and that thought alone sent a wave of want rippling through my body.

My own cock ached for release. I was painfully hard, leaking precum in a steady stream.

After our searing kiss, Barrett released my mouth and put his hands on my waist. He lifted me up so his mouth was dick-level to me. Bear swallowed me whole, his cheeks hollowing and releasing in an obscene pattern.

My moans quickly overshadowed my squeak of surprise.Holy shit. How did he do that?

In fantasy land, I wouldn’t be ready to shoot my load so quickly, but in this reality, I was already on the edge after a suck or two. I tried to pull out so I wouldn’t come in his mouth, but Barrett’s hands on my hips just gripped tighter and kept me firmly in place.

In the moment, nothing else mattered. It was just him and me and this bed. When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, my balls tightened and my release exploded down his throat. He made appreciative noises and sucked until every last drop had been wrung from me.

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