Page 82 of Just Like You
“At least I’m not dressed yet. I’m not having you ruin another of my shirts.”
“It was only one button, Ki.” He laughed as I lifted him up. His bum up on the counter in one swift lift.
“And what are you going to do to me?” he mused, a little smile brewing on his face. His dick stirring with little twitches. “What do you have in mind?”
“Well…” I didn’t actually have a plan. Not that I needed one, not anymore. Where I’d once planned these kinds of things like it was a hostile takeover, where I had to negotiate my needs and wants? I didn’t feel like that anymore. Because…
I was just me. And he was him. And it really wasn’t that complicated.
“We don’t have to always follow the rules.” His voice was so calm. So wonderfully soft. That thing he did, his hands stroking down my arms. “It’s just you and me.”
“I love you.” I spoke quietly because he heard me. Sometimes I didn’t have to say anything at all, and he still listened.
“Can I just…”
I don’t know why I was suddenly so overwhelmed. Why I sometimes went all mute and weird, when it was just too much for me to handle. An ocean of love in my chest for this guy who’d just turned up in my life one day and changed…everything.
“Carry me upstairs, and fuck me to sleep,” he said, a little glint at the corner of his eye. “Just don’t drop me.”
And just like that, I burst out laughing. Scooped him up in my arms and carried him upstairs.
Dropped him down on the bed, naked and smiling.
“Hard and fast,” he demanded, turning over and getting up on all fours.
“How much prep do you want?”
“You know how I like it,” he said, pursing his lips.
The little shit.
And just like that? I held his arse cheeks open and dived in. Gave his tight little opening the attention it deserved. Licked him soft, my tongue prodding his insides as he moaned and squirmed.
“Hold still,” I burst out, giving his arse a little swat.
“Can’t help it,” he whined. “It’s good. More!”
I ate, and I left zero crumbs. None. My tongue deep inside of him as his hand flew over his length. Jerking himself off to the sounds of my mouth sucking at him.
And my cock was rock hard, because I didn’t need much to get in a state. Not with him.
“Don’t hold back,” he demanded. “I’m bloody close.”
Just what I wanted to hear, because. Yes. I still hadn’t learnt my lesson. Edging was not for me, and instead we did this.
Quick. Fast. Dirty.
Perfect.
“Condom.” I had barely said the word before he handed me one, already open.
Not that we needed them, but as we both agreed, it was so much easier to clean up when we used them. And we both liked the sheets to stay clean for more than a day.
Domestic bliss.
I smiled, rolling it on, then accepting the bottle of lube that was right there in his hand. His breathing hitched a little as he put his head back down on the bed, his hand resuming touching himself, now with an added helping of lube.
Perfect.
