Page 71 of Perfectly Us
I forget how to breathe. I forget my own damn name as he sucks me. My muscles tighten, and my chest burns with my ragged intakes of air. The sensation is incredible, and I lose myself to it. Pressure builds inside me, but before it can erupt, Alex pulls away. I whimper as my dick slaps to my lower stomach.
“You’re killing me, Shi.” He sits up and tugs down his bottoms. My mouth goes dry when his erection springs free.
“I’m killingyou?”
He smirks. “Your moaning is amazing. Most guys keep it in, but not you.”
“I moan?” I didn’t notice. I was too swept up in the feel of his wet, hot mouth cushioning my dick.
“Yep. And it’s sexy as fuck.” Alex unzips his bag and digs around for something before pulling away with a small bottle in his grip. He squirts some lube in his palm.
“W-What are you doing?” I ask as he slips a hand behind him.
He tilts his head back, lips parting. “Fingering myself.”
I suck in a breath, and I harden even more. I’m still not used to this feeling. I’m no stranger to jacking off, but wanting to actually have sex with someone? It’s new for me. My brain goes a little stupid as I watch him.
“Do you… want me to do it?”
Alex flashes me a relaxed smile, his lids heavy. “Only if you want to.”
I sit up, and with a shaking hand, reach for the lube. I drizzle some on my fingers as Alex lies beside me. I hover over him and place my hand between his legs. Hesitantly, I smooth a finger around his entrance before sinking inside knuckle-deep.
Fuck, he’s so warm. Soft. I move my finger in small circles, watching his face as he moans. He’s already kind of stretched, so I add a second finger and spread them out.
“Mm,” Alex says, eyes closing. “Just like that.”
I don’t really know what I’m doing at first, but I read his reactions fairly well and learn as I go. He helps too, telling me what he wants. A few minutes later, Alex pushes me to my back and straddles me again. He grabs a condom from his bag and tears it open.
My breaths still in my chest as he rolls the rubber on me. He pops the lid on the lubricant and squirts some in his palm before stroking me, each glide of his hand sending ripples of pleasure through my entire body.
“You ready?” Alex asks, smiling down at me.
I give a sharp nod. Maybe it’s stupid, but I’m nervous.
Just as I’m starting to obsess about everything and freak out a bit, Alex bends down and kisses me softly on the lips. I relax against him and bury a hand in his short hair.
Magnets pop into my head as our lips slide together. The pull between the opposing charges is strong, bringing them closer and closer until they inevitably meet. But what about when they finally connect? It takes a lot to pull them apart after that. The bond’s hard to break.
I kind of feel like that’s how I’ll be with Alex.
I’ll never be the same after tonight.
Chapter Fifteen
Alex
Shiloh trembles beneath me, his nerves at the forefront as he peers up at me through long dark lashes. I kiss him, hoping it helps calm his anxious mind.
This isn’t just sex to me. Sure, my body is aching for release, but this feeling in my chest? In my heart? I can’t explain it.
It goes beyond sex, beyond anything I’ve ever felt with another guy.
There’s a story in Greek mythology that mentions how humans used to have one head with two faces, four arms, and four legs. Zeus got jealous of their happiness and struck them with his lightning bolt, separating them. They then spent the rest of their lives trying to find each other again.
I guess it’s like soul mates. When you find your missing half, you feel it in your whole being. Heart, body, and soul. You feel complete. Maybe that’s what me and Shiloh are, those weird multilimbed things that finally come back together. The mental image of it is pretty strange, but I like the sentiment.
I didn’t realize I wasn’t whole until Shiloh filled in those empty parts inside me.
