Page 47 of Barn Burner
Pressing a kiss to the soft skin behind his ear, I whisper, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, Jesse. I want to feel you all day.”
With a growl, I let go of his cock and roll over to grab the bottle of lube from the bedside table. Squirting a generous amount onto my fingers, I apply it to his hole, making sure he’s fully ready for me, before coating my cock. I grip the base of my shaft and press the head against his rim, easing myself in slowly. My head tips back on a groan as I breach the first ring of muscle. No matter how many times we have sex, it blows my mind just how good Brayden feels. We fit together in perfect symmetry. Like he was made for me.
I move my hips in slow, shallow thrusts, conscious that while he might be wanting this, I still don’t want to hurt him.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groans, low and husky.
I hide my face in his neck, grazing my teeth over his tendons, smiling against his heated skin when he shivers.
When I bottom out, I hold him tighter. There isn’t an inch of space between us. We’re connected from our head to our feet, and I wish I could stay like this forever.
I pepper kisses along the column of his neck as I begin to move. His hole grips me in the most delicious way with every stroke of my cock. He keeps trying to pick up the speed, but no matter how many times he thrusts back against me, I don’t go any faster. There’s something so sensual about having sex in the morning. Your body is so relaxed from sleep, it almost heightens your senses. Every caress of my tip against his prostate has my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Every squeeze of his muscles around me sends a heated shiver down my spine. My balls are so full and heavy, but every time I get close, I ease off, tamping down my release before doing it again.
I’m aware I’m edging myself, and I’m going to come like a geyser, but I want to revel in this moment of uninterrupted time with Brayden.
We’re going to be apart for weeks, and I want to treasure every second.
Brayden’s hand finds the side of my head, and he threads his fingers through my hair.
“Touch me,” he begs.
“What’s that?” I growl, knowing full well what he asked but wanting him to really beg for it.
“Touch me, please, Jesse,” he pleads.
I tug his lobe between my teeth and wrap my fingers around his cock. “Mhm, such a good boy.”
His pleasured gasp has my balls tightening. I jack his cock in the same slow rhythm as the deep thrusts of my hips.
“Ah, fuck, yes! Jesse, I’m gonna come,” he pants, arching his back into me.
His cock throbs in my palm as pleasure rushes down my spine, triggering my orgasm. I spill into him as the warmth of his come covers my hand. My name is a hymn falling from his lips, and I bite down on the skin where his shoulder meets his neck. I stroke him until he’s writhing and gasping for air, and keep my cock nestled deep inside him. Last night was the first time we had sex with nothing between us as we shared our test results with one another, and watching my come drip down his perineum to his balls unlocked something primal in me. I want him to carry me with him all day, to go on about his day with the constant reminder that my come is still inside him. Marked as mine.
“Do you have a plug?” I find myself asking. Brayden is always very open with his likes and desires, and he gets off on hearing mine.
“Yeah, in the drawer,” he replies. “There’s a glass one in there.”
I go to roll over, but he grips hold of my arm. He glances over his shoulder, and our eyes meet in the low light.
“If I hadn’t just come so hard I think my IQ has dropped, I’d probably nut again knowing you want to plug your come inside me.”
Taking hold of his chin, I slide my tongue into his mouth. My spent cock throbs appreciatively as we kiss.
I make sure my cock doesn’t slip out of his hole as I roll over to open the drawer. My hand finds the smooth, cold plug, and I curl my body around Brayden’s and ease him onto his front. Shifting onto my knees either side of his legs, I ease my softening cock free, and a growl reverberates deep inside my chest at the sight of my release. I use my finger to push it back inside of him, earning a pleasured groan from Brayden. When he begins to get restless, I ease the plug inside him, then knead his ass cheeks.I massage down the backs of his thighs, then back up to dig my thumbs into the crease at the bottom of his ass cheeks.
“Is it wrong of me that I fucking love your ass?” I ask. “Especially now nobody will know you’re walking around full of my come.”
“Fuck, Jesse,” he curses, slowly lifting himself up until he’s propped up on an elbow. “You’ve gotta stop talking to me like that unless you wanna go for round five.”
Smirking, I let my eyes drop to his cock, which is already starting to thicken. “It’s a good thing I also love the taste of you, too, isn’t it?”
I motion with one hand on Brayden’s shoulder for him to roll over and lie down on his back then settle between his spread thighs.
“Jesse,” he whimpers as I lower my head and suck the head of his cock into my mouth and make him see stars once again.
Brayden shifts in his seat, and I can’t help the grin that spreads across my face.
