Page 25 of Home Between Homes

Jack pulled his legs up onto the couch, finally letting go of the tension that had so obviously built up inside him. I let myself fall back and pulled him with me. Our mouths did not separate as he lay on top of me or as I pulled the covers over his back. His lips even stayed on mine as the blanket slipped from us to the floor.

It was only when we heard a little whine from Maggie that we stopped, both of us unable to contain our laughter. She was still lying in front of the couch, now covered by the blanket, and when I pulled it off, she gave us a look and sauntered off into the kitchen as if to give us some privacy.

Jack pushed himself up, but another wave of laughter washed over him, stopping him in his tracks and forcing him to rest his forehead on my chest. “This isn’t how I expected my day to go.”

“Merry Christmas,” I replied, forcing another laugh out of him. I let my hands slide down his back, our skin separated only by the thin fabric of the shirt I had lent him.

I brushed my nose into his hair. A deep breath sent all the little Jack molecules rushing through my body. He smelled like the pines—fresh and soothing.

He rubbed his cheek against my chest and nuzzled his face closer to my neck. His nose wandered behind my ear, where his tongue took control instead. The first lick was rather shy but still sent shivers down my spine. The second already liked the taste. He licked his way back down, across my chin to my mouth,where he stopped for a bold kiss that held nothing back. After a minute, his tongue broke free and licked over my lips, moving quickly down my chin and Adam's apple, slowed only by my sweater. My hands rushed to the hem to pull it off, but he was faster than me. His fingers slipped underneath, exploring my chest like a vanguard, searching for the best way to get me naked without having to take a break from discovering me.

As useless as my hands felt for a moment, they landed on his lower back instead, discovering an even better way to spend their time. I tugged at his shirt, and when he leaned up, I pulled it over his head, only to have my attention drawn further down. The gray sweatpants I’d lent him couldn’t hide the fact that he was as aroused by me as I was by him.

I lifted my arms so he could take off my sweater and shirt, too. When my chest was finally free, he picked up the blanket and buried us under it.

A symphony of the crackling fire combined with the howling blizzard outside and the rustling of the thick blanket over Jack’s shoulders dominated the room.

Picking up where he left off, his tongue sailed down my chest, exploring every inch. He swirled around my right nipple, wrapping his lips around it for a moment before moving on to the other. While his tongue worked the front of my chest, his hands explored my back. They were strong but careful as they pressed into my shoulder blades, almost as if he wanted to give me a massage to ease me into whatever he was about to do to me.

My whole body tingled. I arched my back, a moan escaping my mouth. My hands didn’t know where to go, so I tried to rest them on his chest, but the further down he went, the more obvious it became that he didn’t expect me to do anything for the time being.

When his tongue reached the waistband of my jogging pants, he paused for a moment, licking from left to right and backagain. I lifted my ass, and as if he had been waiting for it, his fingers tugged under the waistband and pulled my pants down.

He pushed himself up, just for a second, to get me completely naked, but as soon as my last clothes landed on the floor, he settled between my legs. He pressed his nose against my erection and took a deep breath. His growl of lust shot like a wave through our improvised blanket fort, sending shivers down my spine. He wanted this as much as I did, if not more. What had been a fantasy, born out of nowhere only twenty-four hours ago, was now a reality. He was real. He was here with me, offering me a moment of lustful peace.

He licked over my balls and shaft and made me lose my grip on reality.

We wrapped ourselves around each other like a ball of yarn. I couldn’t tell his lips from his tongue or his hands from the blanket that kept us warm. Everything was everywhere, focused on making me forget the time, place, and myself. It was just me surrendering to the overflowing pleasure of feeling him take care of me.

I had never moaned so much in my life. When I came back to my senses, his mouth was wrapped around my cock, bobbing up and down, and three of his fingers had found their way into my hole. I was getting close but didn’t want to be there yet. Not knowing how many hours or days the blizzard would keep us snowed in, we had all the time in the world.

I pushed myself up and pulled the blanket off our heads. The air outside was colder than underneath, even though it wasn’t cold at all.

Jack let my dick plop out of his mouth onto my stomach and sat up, too. His eyes were wide as if he feared he had gone too far, but when I climbed on top of him, holding his chin and pushing my tongue into his mouth, he closed his eyes and let go of his worries. My hard-on was pressing against his chestwhile his erection was still hidden in his pants. I reached for his bulge and wrapped my fingers around the fabric. As I squeezed his boner, Jack’s moans flooded the room and made me even hornier.

My mouth went to his ear. “Fuck me, please.”

His dick grew harder in my hand, so much so that his glans broke free behind the waistband. His lustful growl was so intense it made the couch vibrate. If he wasn't aroused before, he was now.

His arms wrapped around me, lifting me for a second before throwing me onto the couch. “I feel like I’m going crazy. Your smell, your touch, and every word you say make me forget all my manners.” He stood up and pulled down his pants, revealing his member. He gave me a second to take it in as it stood there, straight, proud, and rock-hard for me. Pulling the blanket up behind his back, he climbed back on top. “I will fuck you every way you want me to. But I fear I might forget myself.”

“Please do. Forget yourself. Go hard. Show me everything you got. The world is falling apart around us anyway. We have nothing to lose.”

He slid his dick behind my ass and pressed it against my hole while his hands carefully pulled a few strands of hair from my face. “I don’t want to hurt you. So tell me if it’s too much,” he whispered, brushing his nose across my chin. His hand held my head in place as he gently kissed my cheek, dimples, and mouth. “Please.”

“I will,” I whispered back.

Our eyes locked. A last moment of pause before a storm of our own broke out in here—a storm of heat so strong that it could destroy time itself.

There was a moment of silence as he entered me before I filled the room with a moan so loud the entire village would have heard it if it wasn’t for the blizzard.

He went slowly, taking his time until he was completely inside me, pausing at the top. “Are you okay?”

I couldn’t remember when I’d felt this close to anyone—or if I ever had. I pulled his naked chest against mine. “You feel amazing,” I whispered back, bringing my lips to his.

My kiss landed on the right side of his mouth.

Jack moved his hips back an inch and pushed himself in again. I tried to kiss him once more, but it landed on the left side, this time, almost entirely on his cheek. He repeated the action, thrusting his dick as deep into me as he could.

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