Page 103 of Skating to Him

“How about you fuck me?” My mouth watered as I watched him place lazy tugs on his firm dick. “But I’m going to suck you first.” I fell to my knees in front of him, fisted the base, and fluttered my tongue over the head.

“Oh, fucking hell.” He gasped and tipped his head back, his fingers threading into my hair and pulling on it.

With my balls aching, I sucked him to the back of my throat and swallowed over the head. I wanted to drive him crazy with lust for me. Fondling his balls, I twisted my hand on his shaft.

He rocked his hips, fucking my mouth, and moaned. “You’re so good at this, baby.”

The salty taste of his precum flooded my mouth as his dick pulsed inside it. My solid cock pushed against the inside of my zipper. This was uncomfortable and wholly unnecessary, so I took my mouth off it. “Get on the bed.”

As he climbed onto his back, he lay with his knees up and spread. “You could finger me a little while you suck?” The edge of his lips twitched.

“Sure.” I fumbled with my zipper, unfastening my jeans, and then dropped them down and off with my underwear, my fingers trembling. Holy hell, I was so worked up already. I shucked my sweater over my head, threw it to the floor, and crept between his legs, focused on his cock, which stretched to his navel, a thread of precum falling to his stomach. “Jesus, Rowan, you are something.”

“Yeah?” He wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and held it out to me. “Go ahead, make me feel good like only you can.”

As saliva flooded my mouth, I sucked him in while he stroked the root of his cock. I pumped his shaft and flicked my tongue at the crown. With one hand, I wrapped my fingers around my own dick and tugged. Pleasure shivered over my skin.

“Oh fuck.” He writhed on the bed, panting, the skin on his thighs pebbling with goosebumps. Reaching to the nightstand,he grabbed the lube and tossed it at me. “On second thought, how about you fuck me?” He gave me a wicked grin.

“Anything you want.” The great thing about being vers? We could switch it up in the morning before breakfast. I left him to slather lube on my fingers and cock, and then dove back down over him, sliding him to the back of my throat while fingering his hole. It clenched as his dick twitched in my mouth, and desire ignited inside me.

“Do it, Tyler. Fuck me hard and fast.” He drew his knees to his armpits.

Pushing a finger inside, I licked his shaft and flicked my tongue at his slit. As I took him to the back of my throat, I curled my finger and rubbed over his internal bundle of nerves.

He gasped and his stomach clenched. “Yeah, right there, baby.” He wiggled his hips as if seeking more of my finger.

Sneaking a second digit inside him, I fucked him with my fingers while he fucked my mouth. My own cock leaked precum onto my thigh and throbbed. I had to slow down, or I’d have a hell of a time getting inside him. I pulled my mouth off his swollen cock and hovered over him on my elbow, my fingers pushing inside and gliding over his prostate. My gaze found his, his deep-blue eyes hooded and his lips red and kiss-swollen. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

“So are you.” His brows tensed and his cock pulsed off his stomach, precum beading at the tip. “Do it, do it now.” He bit the side of his lower lip.

“Yeah?” I peeked down the length of his body, my fingers still pumping inside him, noting the flexing of his rippled abs and his delicious cock engorged, all for me. Sliding my fingers out of him, I aligned my leaking cock with his hole and pressed inside.

“Oh shit.” He panted, his eyes rolling shut. “So fucking good.”

The tight heat of his hole enveloped me and cradled me inpleasure. As my balls rested on his ass, I halted, buried in him, and brushed my knuckles over his cheek. “Love you, babe.”

“Love you more.” He gave me a lopsided smile.

My chest teemed with emotion. “That’s not possible.” I bit his lower lip and released it. “But I’ll let it be for now.” As I pulled out and pushed in, I consumed him in hungry kisses, my tongue wrestling with his. Sensation rocketed through me and tightened my balls. No one had ever felt this good before.

Slanting his mouth over mine, he grabbed my nape and deepened our kisses, his tongue fighting for dominance, and then he wrapped his ankles around my hips.

I quickened my pace, my body slapping against his, my mouth crushing his lips in bruising kisses. As pleasure knotted in my gut, the edge of climax rose and fell, and I fought to keep it in check.

His body trembled below mine, and he writhed. Breaking our kisses, he said, “Gonna come. Don’t stop. Faster.”

Leaning on one elbow, I snuck a hand between us and milked his cock while thrusting harder into him. With his head thumping on the headboard, his dick swelled in my hand and hot cum burst between us, painting our chests.

He cried out, throwing his head back, and then gasped and moaned through the rest of his release.

My orgasm hit with an explosion of sensation, sparks lighting up behind my eyes, my toes curling, and my face tensing. As I groaned, I fought to control my rhythm, my hips faltering until I was spent. “Holy fuck, Rowan.” I fell on top of him, my cheek resting on his shoulder and his cum sticking between us.

He freed a soft giggle. “If the whole hotel didn’t hear me earlier, I’m sure they heard that.” Letting his legs fall to the bed, he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. “Fuckin’ A, that was a good start to the new year.” He planted a hard kiss on my damp hair.

“The best. We should promise to start the new year like this every year.” I lifted my head and gazed deeply into his eyes. Wewere going to spend a shit ton of New Year’s Eve nights together.

“Agreed. It’s a promise.” He gave me a soft smile. “This is our year, Tyler.”

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