Page 23 of So Worth More
“Nah, thanks though.” Settling into bed, I turned to face him as he sat propped up against the headboard. I noticed a shiver run over him. “Are you cold?”
“Maybe a little.”
“Get under the covers with me,” I suggested. I wanted him closer.
“Andy….I…I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” He looked reluctant, like he thought he should be saying no but wanted to say yes. Picking up his hand, I pulled him towards me, pushing down the covers to make room for him.
Once situated under the covers, he faced me. “Why can’t I say no to you?”
I couldn’t help my smile. “It’s because you think I’m cute.” I gave him a playful pout and batted my lashes. “That, and you feel sorry for me just now.”
He huffed out a wry laugh, “Not wrong. Stop abusing your privilege.” His glare was weak and ineffective and I let out a giggle snort.
“Never happening.”
“I’m only staying until you’re asleep, okay?”
“Okay, thanks Will.”
Drifting off to sleep was easy with the sound of Will breathing steadily next to me, his face illuminated by his phone as he read the mystery book he’d been reading at the cabin. At some point, Will must have fallen asleep too, as once again, I woke wrapped up in him, startled out of sleep by a noise outside.
I took a minute to just look at him. In sleep, all of the stress he carried around all day had washed away. I longed to trace my finger along the slope of his nose. Over the high cheekbones and down to his strong jaw. Run my finger over his plush lips, the bottom just that delicious bit fuller than the top.
The noise that woke me must’ve done the same for him, because when I looked up at him again, his eyes were open and he was observing me with the same fascination that I was looking at him with.
My heart leapt into my throat with the look of want in those chocolate depths, the struggle twisting his expression. The moment stretched between us and I was torn between fear and need. I had a desperate need to feel his lips on mine, but could I cope if he rejected me now? Was I pushing too hard? Would this undo all of our progress?
To hell with it.After minutes of just staring, butterflies swooping in my stomach, I surged up and pressed my lips against his, sighing with relief when after a second’s hesitation, he kissed me back. At first it was gentle, just lips pressing against lips. Before long, it became something deeper, passionate, as his tongue sought entry to my mouth.
Opening to him, I groaned at the taste of him, the soda from earlier underneath the usual taste of him. I sucked on his lower lip, giving it a nip before pushing my tongue into his mouth. My hands found their way to his jaw, holding him in place as I tried to show everything I felt for him in that kiss.
His hands roamed my body before one sank into my hair and pulled my head back so that he could kiss along my jaw and down my throat. Pushing me onto my back, he settled between my legs, his hands either side of my head. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” he murmured against my neck.
“I don’t care. I need you,” I rasped, clawing at his back, pulling him flush against me, so he could feel just how much I needed this right now.
“Hmm, why can’t I say no to you?” He echoed his earlier question as he let out a groan when I nipped at his throat before moving to suck a mark on his collarbone. Grinding his hips against mine, we both gasped at the sensation. Both of us were fully hard and leaking. I ached with the desire to have him over me, to have his familiar weight pressing me down into the mattress. I needed the feeling of him pushing deep inside me.
We kissed until my lips felt swollen from the abuse. I soon became frustrated with the clothes that kept me from running my hands along his skin, and tried to take them off without separating my mouth from his. Will chuckled at my growl as his t-shirt became stuck and he quickly removed both his clothes and mine, throwing them off of the bed.
He sat back on his heels just looking at me, not hiding in his expression how much he wanted me. His lust was laid bare for me to see. My cock twitched as his gaze roamed my body like a pair of hands. He shuffled back further to take his time pressing kisses from each knee up to the delicate skin where the top of my thigh met my torso. Skimming over my eager dick, kissing up my body, laving at my belly button, making me squirm and laugh, he licked over each nipple in turn, hardening each nub. My fingers tightened in his hair as he nipped each bud, making me gasp at the sensation.
I was desperate and leaking as his weight settled on me, his hard length against mine. He began to thrust, drawing gasps and moans from me. His skin was damp with sweat which eased the glide of his cock over mine. Grasping at his neck and back, I managed to get out, “In me. I need it.”
He let out a guttural sound before pressing fingers to my mouth. “Get them wet.”
I went to town on them, sucking and licking on his fingers like I would his cock, making him grunt. Withdrawing his fingers from my mouth, he reached under me as I tilted my hips to make access easier. One finger skimmed over my entrance before pushing in slowly.
I moaned at the stretch and the familiar burn. He didn’t wait long to add another, as desperate for it as I was, his cock leaking against my leg. The other finger entered slower than the first, and the burn became sharper. Feeling my breath hitch, Will stopped, running his other hand over my skin, lightly petting me. Giving me a second to adjust before sliding them deeper again and scissoring them to open me for him.
My dick had deflated a little with the brief flash of pain, and noticing this, Will leaned down to take me in his mouth, bringing me back to full hardness. His tongue swirled around the tip of my cock, and I tried not to thrust into that perfect wet heat, or impale myself on his fingers. Doing that would have this over far too quickly. He sucked as he opened me for him, adding a third finger easily now that I was more relaxed, my cock as hard as steel in his perfect mouth.
“Will, now.”
He gradually withdrew his fingers and came off my cock with a popping sound. “Lube? Do we need a condom?”
I pointed to the drawer, too far away to reach, “No condom, no one since you, still on PrEP. Unless anything has changed with you?”
He shook his head, looking satisfied that I hadn’t been with anyone else. “Same, no one since you.” His rumbling voice had a shiver run through me. My heart warmed that he hadn’t replaced me, that there was a chance that I did mean something to him other than a quick convenient fuck.
