Page 69 of Skating to Him

“One of those?” I barked a laugh. “When I’m super hungry after a game, I’m not savoring the food. I’m just trying to fill my belly.” He’d pretty much only seen me like that.

Eating some noodles, he moaned. “Damn, these are good.” He leaned in and pressed a kiss on the corner of my chewing mouth. “What’s next after we eat?” As his gaze shifted toward the hallway to my bedroom, he picked up his Prosecco and sipped it.

“We go into my room for the main event?” Heat shivered over my skin. Tonight would be the first of many times for us this weekend.

After eating and cleaning up,I grabbed his hand and led him from the kitchen, through the main room and hallway and into my bedroom. We’d finished off the champagne and I had a pleasant buzz mixing with my desire for him. I flicked on the nightstand lamps from a switch on the wall, the lamps throwing a soft glow over the rose petals on my bed.

“Holy shit.” He stepped inside the room. “This is very romantic, Tyler.” Running his hand over the bedspread, he brushed over a few of the petals.

I strode to the candle I’d set up and lit it, the fragrance of cinnamon and cranberry filling the room. Now we were here, where should we start? My gaze found his.

He stared at me, his lips parted and darkened eyes wide. “This is the first time for both of us.”

“It is.” I stepped to him, cupped his cheeks, and kissed him slowly, with long sweeps of my tongue. As I pressed our hips together, my cock jumped to life.

His kisses came quicker and harder, and he grabbed my ass, his solid cock swiping over mine. Nuzzling down my neck, he inhaled a ragged breath. “This is so perfect, Tyler.” He nibbled my neck and worked his way up the skin to suck my earlobe.

Goosebumps broke out over my neck and shoulder, and I shuddered, throwing my head back and exposing more skin to him. “I did some, uh, pre-prepping earlier.”

Rubbing his palm over my dick and balls through my sweats, he said, “You did. You naughty boy.” He smiled against my neck and bit. “I can’t wait to be inside you, and don’t you dare worry about my knee. It’s fine.”

My cock twitched against his palm. Shit, I’d almost forgotten about the knee, but we could still work around it.

“I want to face you tonight.” He pressed biting kisses along my chin and sucked my lower lip into his mouth, and then freed it. His gaze locked to mine, and his hand gripped my nape. “Maybe I’m a little old-fashioned, but I want missionary this time.”

The edge of my lips curled in a soft grin. “We can do that.” I devoured him in penetrating kisses, rutting my aching cock into his. I was so hard it hurt.

With harsh kisses, he walked me backward to the bed and pushed me down onto my back. “You’re so damn beautiful, Tyler. You know that?” As his heated gaze roamed over me, he grabbed the band of my sweats and slipped them off my legs along with my briefs. “Look at that thick cock of yours.” Bending over me, he licked up my shaft and sucked on the head. “So fucking good.” He bent my legs up and came onto the bed on his good knee. “Fuck…” He licked me from the base of my balls up to my crown.

My eyes rolled back as sensation sparked through my body, a husky moan working out of my throat. “Fuck me, baby.” My hole clenched with anticipation and my cock pulsed, leaking precum onto my stomach. He’d barely touched me, and I was so ready for him.

“Lube?” Stepping off the bed, he undressed and tossed his clothing into the corner.

“Drawer.” I could barely think, let alone talk. Flinging the drawer open on my nightstand, I pointed at it and then shucked off my sweatshirt.

As a coy smile spread over his lips, he snatched the lube and squirted it on his fingers, then fell down over me on the bed between my legs, one straight arm by my head holding him up along with his good knee.

I bent my legs, bringing my knees to my armpits, exposing myself to him. “I’m all yours.” More than my body, he had my whole heart.

He circled my hole with his slick fingers and slipped one inside, his face tensing. As he dropped onto his elbow, his hot cock nudged mine and jerked. His head dipped. “You have no idea how hard it is for me to hold back right now. Holy fuck.” He groaned and rolled his hips, our dicks brushing against each other.

Pleasure tingled deep inside me and out to my toes. “I don’t need much prepping.” I grabbed his cheeks, forcing him to look at me, his pupils blown and lips parted and swollen.

“B-but I can’t just put it in, can I?” He wrinkled his brows. “I don’t want to hurt you.” His teeth sank into his lower lip.

Oh, fucking hell, I didn’t even care at this point. “Just do it. I’m ready. I don’t mind a little pain, really.” My hole tightened over his finger. I wanted to feel the pressure of him, the burn, all of it.

Fixating on me, he slicked his cock with more lube, hissing as he stroked himself, and nudged his cockhead to my hole. “You sure?” His gaze searched my face.

With a nod, I said, “I’m sure. I want to feel this, every second of it.” I braced myself and pushed against his dick as the head slipped inside me.

“Oh fuck…” His eyes dazed and his mouth dropped open as he slowly slid inside me.

As the burn filled me, I relaxed and breathed through it and then snuck my hand between us to stroke my waning dick. This was good, so fucking good, because it was him, and there was nothing between us. No contracts, no families in different cities, no bullshit.

As his balls rested against my ass, he claimed my mouth in searing kisses and pulled out, then thrust in again. A throaty moan ripped free of him, and he broke the kisses. “This is like heaven, babe.”

“It is.” The burn subsided and only pleasure remained, his bare cock thrusting into my hole again and again, shooting sparks up my spine with every snap of his hips.

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