Page 59 of Fractured Grief
His personality, the way he looked at me, the way he made me feel.
Sex had never really been a thing for me, not a drive, or a need, but with Indy, it felt like something pure and deep and justmore.
His touch set me on fire, but also made my heart race and my stomach fill with butterflies. It was innocent and all-consuming. I wanted our connection to grow, to make his heart race like mine did. Make him see how special and amazing he was. How much he’d come to mean to me. I wanted to cherish him and bask in our closeness until we were both breathless and sated.
His taste was intoxicating, and I couldn’t get enough. His scent surrounded us as I deepened our kiss. My hands made their way up his thighs, his hair tickling my palms. I caressed his soft skin as he gave an aborted thrust on my lap. I moved my hands to grip his hips and helped guide his movements when the soft lace of his underwear teasedmy fingertips. He froze as my hands explored the delicate material hugging his delectable bubble butt.
“Can I see?” I whispered, careful not to break the moment. The energy in the air shifted and became heavy with desire as his gaze met mine. His pupils were blown with lust, and his lips were red from our kisses. He looked both innocent and sinful.
“Okay,” he said, as he hopped off my lap. He teased the edge of my T-shirt over his thighs, lifting slowly, tempting me with glimpses of the royal purple satin and lace. When he finally revealed everything to me, my breathing stuttered in my chest. He threw the shirt aside and tweaked one of his nipples, playfully. His other hand skated over his chest, down his toned stomach to toy with the hem of his wicked panties.
“What do you think?” his voice was husky. He spun in a slow circle in front of me. The confidence in his movements turned me on just as much as the lace hugging the curve of his ass. He moved with fluidity and grace as he came to lie on the bed beside me. I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, as I blanketed his tiny body with my own.
We’re opposites in so many ways. He was smooth, with virgin skin, lean muscles, and colorful eyes. I was bulky, covered in tattoos, and almost twice his size. My hair was almost black and unruly; his was sandy and light. The curls bounced when he moved. I loved our contrasts. I leaned down to kiss him, needing his mouth on mine again.
“Stunning”—kiss—“absolutely stunning,” I whispered before kissing down his neck to his clavicle, nipping as Iwent. The soft moans he let out were music to my ears as I made my way down his chest. I rubbed my bearded cheek over his nipple before sucking it into my mouth.
“Seb,” Indy moaned my name as his hand came up to run through the hair at the base of my neck. He reached up and untied my bun, letting my hair cascade over my shoulders and tickle his skin. I kissed and sucked one nipple, while pinching and tweaking the other. My dick was rock hard, trapped in my pajama pants, but I didn’t care. My soul focus was on this beautiful creature before me.
Indy’s mumbled moans were growing in volume. I’d never thought about how soundproof my rooms were before, but as I flicked my gaze at the door, it might be something to consider with Indy. I wanted all his noises. I touched and teased Indy as I made my way down his stomach to his thin happy trail that led into those delectable panties. They were clearly for a man as they cupped his balls perfectly, the tip of his dick pushing out the top. My mouth watered.
I teased my fingers over the hem, silently asking if I could remove them.
“Please, Seb,” Indy moaned as I slowly pulled the satin down to rest under his tight balls. His cock was hard and flushed red at the tip, a bead of precum dripping onto his happy trail, and I didn’t think twice about needing to taste it. Diving in, licking over his stomach, savoring the salty sweetness before suckling on the tip of his cock, dipping my tongue into the foreskin. Teasing, tasting, and devouring.
“Fuck, Seb, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Indy chanted, squirming on the mattress before rising to his elbows to watch me. I gently held his balls with one hand, so his dick stood straight up, as I licked up the underside, flicking my tongue under the frenulum.
“Holy shit, Seb. That feels amazing… more…please,” he panted as he fought to hold still. His cock was perfectly proportionate to his compact body, hot and hard in my hand. I stroked him slowly, taking in the way his face flushed and the blush bloomed over his chest. He looked so sinful like this, at my mercy. I reveled in the way his breath stuttered, and his hands gripped the sheets.
I enveloped the tip and began to suck. I moved slowly up and down his shaft as I used my hand to stroke what wasn’t yet in my mouth, getting lost in the feel and weight of him on my tongue and the way he moaned above me. Pulling back when his cock reached the back of my throat and triggered my gag reflex, I breathed through the sensation. On my third try, I managed to take his whole length. Feeling triumphant, I swallowed around the head, as tears pricked my eyes. All I could focus on was the taste and feel of Indy.
“Seb, I’m close,” he hissed. “It feels... too good... FUCK,Seb!”
He swelled in my mouth as I sucked him down, one last time. His body arched off the bed, and he released with the hottest moan I’d ever heard.
I swallowed it all, taking my time to lick him clean. Resting my head on his thigh, I drank in all I just did.Contentment and warmth settled in my chest. His hand came up and gently ran his fingers through my tangled waves. Bringing him pleasure was an experience like no other. The way he came apart, the sounds I managed to pull from him; it was a heady feeling. I felt powerful and giddy at the same time.
“Wow, Seb,” Indy panted. “That was…”
“Good, I take it?” I asked, trying my best to finish his sentence.
“Amazing!” He shifted to sit up and leaned down to kiss me so sweetly my heart was in my throat. I held back the words I so desperately wanted to say.
“How about we shower before bed? I can get you a little dirty again before we get clean.” I smirked at the way his cock twitched.
“As long as I can touch you too, you’re on.” Indy helped me up off the floor and passed me my cane before leading me into my attached bathroom.
Chapter 30
Indy
Holy shit!
My brain couldn’t even comprehend what just happened or how confident Seb was. From touching a dick for the first time, to swallowing me down without issue. My body still tingled with pleasure as I led him into his bathroom and turned the shower on.
I was satisfied, elated, and blissed out. I couldn’t wait to do it again. To explore all these things with Seb.
I slowly slipped my manties down my legs and picked them up to fold them neatly on the toilet seat. They’re expensive, and I like to take care of my things. Sue me. As I turned around, I was brought face to face with a completely naked Seb.
