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He dropped his gaze to my lips, then back to my eyes. Accepting the invitation, I leaned in and touched my mouth to his. Ellis made a strangled sound, and his hands slid down my back to my ass. He opened his mouth, and I welcomed the sensual slide of his tongue on mine. When he pulled me against him, I arched my spine to keep the kiss going while we were plastered together from groin to chest.
Ellis speared his hand down the back of my jeans. I cried out when his fingers found my hole, and I dropped my mouth tothe side of his neck. His scent was stronger here, and I mouthed his skin. He licked a stripe across my neck behind my ear. Fuck, why was that so sexy?
“Clothes. Off,” he muttered. “I want you naked.”
“Yes, fuck.” I could’ve come like this, dry humping fully dressed. But Ellis was right. Naked skin would be so much better.
Neither of us made a move to separate. My fingers wouldn’t let go of the fabric of Ellis’ shirt, and his fingers were still massaging my crack.
“On three?” I suggested in between panting breaths.
He nodded, the arm of his glasses scraping through my hair. “On three.”
“One,” I gasped out, unable to stop myself from adding a thrust.
Ellis grunted, then he whispered, “Two.” He caught my lips in his and slowly slid his hands out of my pants. But he kept pushing down on my back so our dicks didn’t lose contact.
“Fuck. Um, three.” I groaned as I pushed away from him, dropping my feet to the floor and standing on wavering legs. I kept one hand on his arm as I moved back, then I caught his fingers in mine. I wasn’t ready to be separated from him.
He stood, adjusting himself and breathing heavily. His eyes were brighter than I’d ever seen them. I wondered if mine were the same. I could see every tiny glistening bead of sweat on Ellis’ skin. Greg had mentioned going into what we called “combat mode”, a state of hyperfocus and enhanced senses usually reserved for fighting, when he’d first been with Cal. Maybe the same thing was happening to us.
A thrill went through me. We’d speculated that going into combat mode when you were aroused happened when you were with your mate. Could Ellis be my mate, even if he was a DM? Was he the one I’d been waiting for?
I smiled. “Come on.” I gave him a quick kiss before leading him by the hand to my bedroom. The bed itself was ancient, but at least it was a king size. My grandfather had been a large man. He’d passed when I was a toddler, and when I hit puberty Granny had switched bedrooms with me, saying I needed the en suite bathroom more than she did.
I urged Ellis to sit down on the edge of the bed. I couldn’t bring myself to let go of him, so I trailed my hand down his belly, skirting his dick, and then down his leg. Crouching down, I leaned my head against his knee and removed his shoes and socks. He shivered when I ran my hands up his lightly furred calves.
Ellis undid the buttons of his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the side. I kept my cheek on his leg but looked up at his large, sexy pecs and soft pooch of a stomach. He stroked a hand through my hair and I licked my lips.
“I wasn’t expecting this,” he said, cupping my jaw. “But I’m so glad it’s you. I’ve been wanting you all day.”
I popped back up to my feet, surging to meet him with a kiss. He fell back onto the bed, and I crawled over him, straddling his lap like I’d done on the couch. But this position was much better, giving me more access to his body.
His fingers tugged at my t-shirt, so I released his mouth long enough to pull it over my head. Then I went back to kissing him while I fumbled between us for the buttons to his shorts and my jeans. It didn’t matter which came off first; I’d get to them both eventually.
Ellis, however, was using his hands to drive me crazy. He teased my nipples over and over, until I was trembling, only able to focus on bracing myself above him, giving him the most access to my chest. Getting rid of our pants could wait. They were unbuttoned and unzipped at least, and the heads of both of our cocks poked above the waistbands of our underwear, catching on each other as we ground together.
But ultimately our zippers were hella uncomfortable, so finally I had to lean on one arm long enough to push our pants and underwear down to our thighs.
After that, all I could do was writhe against Ellis, thrusting my cock into his while we devoured each other with our mouths and tongues. I still kept myself propped up to give him access to my chest, but luckily this pressed our cocks together even harder. We were leaking enough precum to create a nice slide, which I also got to experience from Ellis’ perspective. Fuck, this echo thing was amazing.
I loved being able to tell what turned him on, and not just relying on how hard his cock was. No, I was talking about experiencing the actual sensationshewas experiencing. Live and in person. Directly from his mind to mine.
Which was fucking hot.
I couldn’t remember being more turned on than I was right then. My balls were ready to explode.
I tore my mouth away from Ellis’. “Gonna come.”
He curled his body up so we were kissing again. Then he twisted my nipples, hard. I jolted at the sensation and moaned as I came. His hot cum mixed with mine, and I felt what he felt as his orgasm pulsed through him. It was so arousing I got an unexpected extra jet myself, and I cried out into his mouth.
I collapsed on top of him, sweaty and panting, but happy. So happy.
I’m happy too.
I froze, staring at Ellis.
His lips, shiny from our kisses, curled up. “What?” His eyes twinkled behind his smudged and off-kilter glasses.
