Page 99 of Jace 4Ever
Jace
Nelson’s hands never stopped moving over me. My sides, my chest, my stomach, hips, thighs. He followed with kisses, tiny licks, and nibbles.
Every part of me was lit up like the night sky outside the window. I didn’t know how we had actually made it back to the hotel without one of us dropping to our knees and sucking the other off.
“Nelson…” I whimpered his name.
“Want me?”
“Yes, please…get inside me.”
The head of his cock pressed against me and a moment later pushed through the tight muscle and I let out a moan of pleasure. He didn’t pause, though, and slowly pressed all the way in until his balls sat tight against my ass.
“Yes.”
“I will never get tired of this tight ass.” He pressed kisses to my ankle that sat on his shoulder. “Never ever.”
I watched him above me as he held himself still. He played this game often enough that I knew what was going on—he wanted me to tell him to move. To fuck me. I was going to switch up the game on him.
“Move, Nelson. Make love to me.”
His breath rushed out and he withdrew far enough to just leave the head of his wonderful dick inside me. In a smooth switch, he pushed back in and found the rhythm that he liked and brought me to a screaming orgasm at his leisure.
“I love you so much, Jace.” Nelson’s hand traced up and down my leg as he moved. “I never thought I’d be so lucky.”
“I want you inside me, raw, Nels.”
“Oh, God, yes…” He slammed against my prostate and made me arch up from the bed at that. Dropping down, wrapping my legs around his back, he found my mouth and kissed me slowly, languorously. The two different rhythms drove me wild and I was climbing closer to my climax.
He dipped his head down and snagged one of my nipples in his mouth, biting softly and making me cry out in the dark.
Nelson made my body sing and in only a few more moments, he wrapped his hand around my own erection and started pumping me in time with his thrusts. Another blistering kiss and smooth feel of his hand over me because of my own precum, and I was done.
“Oh, yesss,” I gasped, and my climax ripped out of me, splattering cum over his hand, my stomach, onto my chest and his at the same time.
“Fuck, fuck.” It took him exactly two more thrusts and I knew he was filling the condom with his orgasm.
We shared another liquid kiss and waited as he softened inside me. It took a wonderfully long time for that to happen.
“We’ll get tested when we get back home,” he said. “Just to be sure. There hasn’t been anyone else, but…”
“It’s fine, no apologies.”
He reached down between us to hold on to the condom as he withdrew. He was back under the covers with me after wiping us both down, and he pulled me into the crook of his arm.
I was sleeping in my fiancé’s arms.
“You have a magnificent smile on your lips,” Nelson whispered.
“My fiancé put it there,” I answered.
“God, that sounds amazing.”
I nodded in agreement. “It really does.” I stared at the ring on my finger. “You really want to do this?”
“Yes.” He kissed my forehead. “A thousand times yes. I really do have the engagement ring at home. I’m surprised you didn’t see it when you were packing. Socks aren’t generally something you go looking for, so I didn’t hide it well in there.”
“Your family is okay with it?”
