Page 100 of Snapping the Ice
Fixating on me, he padded to the bed with his solid dick bobbing mid-air and then crawled onto the mattress and between my legs. “Open up.” He guided my knees up and spread them apart.
My dick pulsed and dribbled precum into my jock. Holy fuck, if he touched me, I might unload.
He lifted the hem of the jersey, peeking underneath at my leaking cock, trapped by the thin jock. “That’s not just any jock. I can see through it.” His tongue swiped across his lips. “You’re so fucking hard, damn.” He palmed my junk, his giant hand pushing on my balls and his long fingers pressing into the crown.
As sensation jolted through my body, I whimpered and squirmed.Don’t come, don’t fucking come right now.
“Fuck, it’s so hot. I want to…” Lowering his head, he ran his hot tongue along my balls, up my shaft and sucked the head into his mouth, fluttering his tongue over it.
A surge of pleasure curled my toes, and I arched my back. “Fuck, Lucas. Fuck me or I’m gonna come.”
His gaze flicked to mine. “Yeah? Like right now?” He smirked. “I want to play a little more.” He dove his hand to his cock, fisted it, and stroked while running his wet tongue up and down the length of my shaft.
“Jesus, fuck.” I gritted out, clutching his hair and holding on for dear life. Sensation shivered over my heated skin in waves.
“Don’t come, babe. Hold on.” He slicked his finger with saliva and nestled it in my crack, circling my hole while he nibbled my balls, taking one into his mouth and then the other.
I pulled his hair, fighting to keep from thrusting my hips into climax, gasping with each rush of sensation.
“Lube…” He left me for a second, flung the nightstand drawer open, and snatched the lube. Slathering his fingers and his dick, he lowered again. “You’re so fucking hot, babe. Love you like this.” Peeking up at me, he trailed his tongue over my balls and up my shaft while sliding a finger inside me. “Don’t come, Ezra. Wait for me.” He rubbed against my prostate.
A pulse shocked my insides, and I clenched my jaw. I could take him now. In fact, I wanted to. I wanted to feel him split me apart. “Do it, please, Lucas. Y-you don’t have to prep me. I want it raw.”
His brows raised. “Yeah? You can do that?” His eyes darkened further, and he licked his lips.
“I can. Do it. I want it.” I lifted my knees to my armpits. I’d tease him and he couldn’t refuse.
“Jesus. This is messing with my head, you in my jersey with that fucking…” He sucked a breath and held it a moment, his eyes rolling back. “That jock.” With a growl, he fell over me on a straight arm and nudged his cockhead into my hole. With his gaze cutting to mine, he said, “Are you sure? ‘Cause once I go in, I don’t think I can stop.”
“I’m sure. Never been surer.” I bore down, opening for him, my dick twitching and trickling more precum into the jock.
“Okay.” Slowly, he slid inside me, his face tensing as he watched his dick disappear into my body. “Holy fuck, you’re tight,” he rasped.
The burn built to a steady fire and melded with pressure and friction. I moaned and squeezed my dick as his cockhead rubbed my bundle of nerves and shot pleasure sparking up my spine.
When his balls rested against my ass, he lowered onto an elbow and skimmed his lips over mine in lazy kisses. “This is nice. How about we stay just like this for a little while and don’t move?” He grinned against my mouth and lapped at my lips.
As my impending orgasm subsided, I wrapped an arm around his neck. “Sure, babe.” My heart bloomed with emotion. Sex was just a means to reach orgasm. Not with him. It was a connection. “You know, the first time I saw you, I almost tripped over myself?”
“You did?” With a soft smirk, he dragged out an inch and pushed in. “When I saw you, I was so confused. You gave me an instant boner, and I was mortified.”
“I did?” I eyed him, the slow movement of his hips humming tension inside me. I didn’t remember seeing a boner and I would have seen it. I looked.
“Okay, my cock definitely let me know it liked you, though.” He rubbed his nose on mine and drew out further and then back in. As he hissed, he snuck a hand between us, freed my dick from the jock, and gently stroked it. “I’m close. As much as I want this to go on all night, you’re too fucking hot and I can’t.”
With pleasure winding up my spine, I said, “Go ahead,fuck me hard and fast and let’s have the best orgasm ever.” I gave into the sensations unfurling across my body, the tension in my muscles, the raw edge of climax.
Snapping his hips, he pumped my cock and groaned, dropping his head to my shoulder and gasping. “Fuck, oh fuck, come with me.”
Pleasure poured over me in a torrent, my insides pinching and cock pulsing, shooting hot cum into my chest. Sparks lit behind my eyes and my toes curled.
He pushed impossibly deep and held it, releasing a rush of air, and then slumped over me, panting.
I lowered my legs and held him while his breathing slowed. How was I lucky enough to be here with him like this? I’d fought so hard to make something of myself and now we were making something together—a life I never thought I could have. As my eyes stung, I nuzzled the side of his face, placing soft kisses against his cheek. “Love you, Lucas.”
He slipped his arms around my head and murmured. “I’m yours, Ezra. All of me. It’s you and me forever.” He lifted and planted a hard kiss on my lips. As he brushed a lock of hair from my forehead, he gave me a gentle grin. “I’m serious, Ezra. I didn’t fight this hard for us to not be forever.”
With a sniffle, I nodded. In a croak, I said, “Forever.” I’d fucking marry him right now if he asked. There was no doubt in my mind. It didn’t matter how we started, what mattered is what we built.
