Page 58 of Embracing James

An instant sizzle ran along James’ spine. He loved the feel of their bodies together. He groaned and rutted in his lover’s hand. “If you keep doing that, I’ll come before I can be in you.”

Paul moaned. “Don’t want that. Do we?” he asked. “I’ll come right after you.”

He expected that. James bit one of Paul’s nipples. He needed this man to be just as much on the edge as he was already.

“Damn.” Paul bucked against James. “You’re frying my brain.”

Good.That was what he wanted to hear. “We need the stuff.”

“We do.” Paul continued to thrust into his hand and against James’ cock. “Dresser.”

He knew where the supplies were, but if he didn’t say the words out loud, he’d forget to retrieve the lube.

“Want you bare.” Paul let go of their erections and grasped James’ wrist. “Fuck me bare.”

James paused. He and Paul hadn’t done that before. But if they were going to live together and going to be lovers forever, then they should be completely uninhibited. He left the bed long enough to retrieve the bottle, then joined Paul again.

“Fuck me.” Paul reached for James.

“Soon.” James knelt between Paul’s legs and folded his knees to his chest. “I want to look at your face when we do this.”

“Yes.” Paul held on to his legs. He nodded and parted his lips. Desire shimmered in his eyes.

James slicked his fingers, then caressed the crease of Paul’s ass. He massaged the tight pucker, but continued to look at Paul’s face. He needed the connection of their gaze when he did this. He wanted to know he had Paul with him the whole time.

Paul groaned and bore down on him as James pushed his middle finger into him. “That’s…heaven.” He arched his back and writhed on James’ digit.

“I love it.” James reached between Paul’s legs and stroked his cock in time with his thrusts into Paul’s ass.

Desire spread all over Paul’s face. He peered over at James from under his lashes and his brow furrowed.

“Yeah?” James increased his speed. He let go of Paul’s dick long enough to add more lube to his fingers, then pushed his index finger and middle one into Paul. He resumed masturbating Paul’s shaft.

Paul opened to him more and whimpered. “So full.” He shuddered and the muscles in his legs trembled. He tucked his legs closer to his chest. “Fuck me.”

“Yeah?” James pumped faster. He admired the way Paul blushed from his hairline to his chest. The way his nipples beaded and his dark hairs stood out from the relative paleness of his skin. The way he looked so sexy beneath James.

“Please?” Need clouded Paul’s voice and hunger filled his eyes. “I need you.”

He wasn’t going anywhere. Not now. Not ever. James withdrew his fingers, then let go of Paul’s cock. He stroked himself a few times, then arranged Paul’s legs over his thighs. He lined himself up with his lover’s hole and pushed. He moved slow, but the second he started to bury his erection deep in Paul, his thoughts scattered. This was the first time they’d made love this way—with him topping—but it wouldn’t be the last. Paul was the one he’d never known he’d been missing and the one he couldn’t live without.

James pushed to the hilt, then held on to Paul’s hips. He leaned over him and kissed Paul. “Ready?”

“So ready.” Paul trembled again. “So close, too.”

That was what he wanted to hear. James built up a steady rhythm, moving in and almost all the way out of Paul, loving the way they fit together. Paul held him deep.

“Oh…God.” Paul met him thrust for thrust. The sound of their lovemaking, the creak of the springs, their moans all seemed so loud in the air.

James lost his worries and almost every other thought except about being with Paul. Paul consumed him. He threw himself into the act of fucking Paul. As Paul cried out and let go of his leg to stroke his cock, James’ orgasm built low in his belly. He surged into Paul.

“That’s right,” James said. “Don’t hold back. I want to see it.”

Paul shuddered and moaned. He jerked on his dick. Within seconds, a ribbon of cum shot across his belly. He shivered and sighed. “Fuck.”

“Yes.” Seeing Paul come nudged James over the edge. He surged into Paul, pushing to the hilt each time. The more he fucked Paul, the more he needed to come. He cried out. “Paul. Fuck. Me.” He slammed into Paul and stopped as his cock throbbed. The orgasm washed through him, leaving him blissful and sated. He added a couple more thrusts, then stretched out on top of Paul, smearing cum between them.

“Hi.” Paul embraced him. “Come here often?”

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