Page 63 of Last One Standing
I grimaced. “It’s not my favorite. I’ve done it.”
Kona smirked. “Well, I hate topping. I appreciate you offering, but I think we’re good if you get that big, beautiful dick in me.”
I nodded and poured some lube on my fingers. Kona hooked his leg over my hip so I could reach his hole. Face-to-face was aperfect position for this; it wouldn’t hurt him, and I’d get to see every emotion.
“Mmm,” he hummed when I brushed his tight pucker.
His head arched back, and he moaned as soon as I pushed my finger inside. Leaning down, I licked into his mouth, devouring his moans as I tenderly worked him open.
“Angel,” he whimpered and ground his cock along mine, chasing his orgasm.
I moved away, only to get a condom, but he grabbed on to me as if I were about to run away.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
He watched, breathing heavily as I opened the wrapper. I was negative, and the tests I’d done on Kona when I’d taken his blood upon arriving showed he was too, but some things took a while to pop up and until then, this was how we were doing it. He didn’t argue, which I was grateful for.
Once I had the condom on, I returned to his delicious hole. My finger slid right in followed by another, and another. I was finger-fucking him as gently as I could, listening to his begging and loving it.
“More, Angel, I need you to fuck me.”
“I got you.” I lifted his leg higher on my hip, and angled my cock to his hole.
“You won’t break me.” He smiled and kissed me.
He trusted me, and I had to trust him to tell me if anything I did hurt him. So, I did. Slowly I pushed in. His eyes rolled in pure ecstasy spurred me on to keep going. He felt amazing, tight, hot, he squeezed my dick perfectly.
Once he was full of me, he released the most blissed-out sigh I’d ever heard. His neck exposed, I licked across his Adam’s apple, nibbling his skin, kissing his flesh as I pumped in and out of him.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Kona chanted as his nails dug into my flesh and he met my thrusts.
I was so lost in his touch, smell, feel. I wrapped my arms around him until even a piece of paper couldn’t fit between us. He moaned into my mouth, and I ate it up.
His hole gripped my cock, and he sprayed against my stomach…and fuck, that was all I needed. I screwed my eyes shut as I came inside him, my breath caught in my throat as emotion and ecstasy poured through me.
We stayed entangled, catching our breaths, waiting for our heartbeats to steady. If it wasn’t for the fact that we’d be cemented together, I’d stay like this till morning. But eventually, I moved away and slipped out of him.
“Stay.” I pecked his lips and got up to dispose of the condom and get a washcloth.
When I returned, Kona was lying on his back with his arm covering his eyes and his shoulders shaking.
I rushed over to him. “Kona, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
He shook his head as a sob shook him and I wanted to gather him in my arms and take it all away, but then he spoke.
“It never felt like that.”
I carefully wiped his stomach and across his ribs. He dropped his arm, and even his bloodshot eyes were pretty.
“Thank you, Angel.”
I tossed the washcloth to the floor haphazardly and hovered above him. “You never have to thank me for something that should always feel good.”
His smile was small but there. “Thank you anyway.”
I kissed his forehead. “I’ll never hurt you, Kona.”
He nodded, a tear slipping from his eye. “I know.”
