“Yes.” Henry whimpered. “Feels good.”
Jack crawled onto the bed and settled between Henry’s spread legs. He parted Henry’s ass. “So pretty.” He flicked his tongue across Henry’s hole.
“Oh my God.” Henry tensed. He reached backwards and petted Jack’s hair. “Yes.”
Jack grabbed the bottle of lube from the dresser and continued to flick Henry’s asshole. He caressed the tight pucker.
“Jack.” Henry let go of him and buried his face in the sheets.
He bit the left globe of Henry’s ass, then resumed licking his hole. He loved the way Henry moaned and writhed. So responsive. Jack stabbed his tongue against Henry’s pink skin. Another groan rippled from Henry.
“Yes.” Henry planted his shoulders on the bed.
Jack pressed his face against Henry’s ass. He almost had him where he wanted him—at the edge. He stroked Henry’s soft dick to full erection. He squirted lube onto his fingers, then pressed his slick digit against Henry’s hole.
“Jack.” Henry backed into him. “Please?”
“Breathe for me.” Jack pushed his finger into him, slowly to allow Henry to adjust around him. Once fully within Henry, Jack worked his finger within his hole, opening and pushing him.
Henry shuddered.
Jack added another digit and more lube. He wanted Henry nice and prepped for him.
“Been a long time,” Henry managed. “Love it.”
He wanted Henry to fall apart. He moved his two fingers in him and licked Henry’s balls. The tingles in his body threatened to overwhelmed Jack. He needed to be inside this man.
“Jack.” Henry writhed. “Oh God.” He clawed at the bedding. “Do it.”
Jack swatted Henry’s ass and withdrew his fingers. He couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed a condom from the box on the dresser. Henry glanced over his shoulder and a dazed grin curled on his lips. The look spurred Jack on. He stood and sheathed himself. “Breathe,” Jack murmured. “Breathe.”
Henry rocked his hips. “Jack,” he whispered. “Need you.”
Jack lined up his dick with Henry’s ass. He held on to his lover’s hips and pushed. The pressure overwhelmed him. So tight and drawing him in. With Henry, he was complete. This had to be what perfection felt like. Had to. Like Henry was made for him. He grasped Henry’s hips harder and in moments, he built into a frantic pace, in and out.
Henry met him thrust for thrust. The sound of their bodies colliding was so loud in the room. They were one soul moving together.
He increased his pace and the orgasm overwhelmed him. Nothing else mattered except Henry and being with him. The world seemed to melt away around him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Henry murmured. “Need to…”
He’d stolen the words right out of Jack’s mouth. Jack embraced the climax. He’d never found anyone so perfect for him. Henry was it. He shuddered as the orgasm washed through him. He surged into Henry. His balls sizzled, and he couldn’t think straight.
“Fuck,” Henry said and collapsed. He sighed. “I think you broke something within me.”
Jack settled on him. He added a few more thrusts, then stilled. “Damn, baby.” He dug his teeth into Henry’s shoulder. “You hold me in there so tight. I have to get you to relax more.”
“I’m not good at relaxing.” Henry held on to Jack’s hand. “But you’re doing a good job of trying.”
“Am I?” He brushed his lips across Henry’s shoulder blade. “Did I hurt you?” He hadn’t wanted to, but his zeal had got the better of him. “Henry?”
Henry caressed Jack’s arm. “Physically, I’m fine, but you broke me. I’ll never be the same.” He closed his eyes. “My ass is made for you. Has to be.”
“Mine rather likes the way you fit in me, too.” He held his lover, not wanting the moment to end. Hell, he wasn’t sure how Henry was able to speak so coherently. His thoughts were still a mess and his body languid. He never wanted to move from this spot, but he moved off Henry and ditched the condom, then returned to the bed.
“You make me feel like we’re the only people in the world.” Henry stretched. He draped his arm across Jacks’ abs and tangled their legs. “Nothing else matters.”
“We do have our own little world.” He rather liked it that way.