Page 16 of Wrapped Up In You
Jonathan Lucius Black fell asleep, blissed out, completely naked, in broad daylight. Moments later, I fell asleep in his arms, right beside him.
9
JONATHAN
Iwasn’t sure how long I slept, but the light streaming through the wide-open window cast a golden hue in the room, indicating it was getting toward dusk. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d taken a nap, much less one that had lasted several hours. Hayden had turned in his sleep so that he was now lying on his side with his face turned away from me, though I must have rolled over with him because his back was pressed against my chest and my arm was draped loosely over his hip. We were still lying on top of the blankets, though his body was like a furnace, keeping me warm despite the chill in the room.
My fingers traced the line of his hip absently as I thought about the things he’d done to me before we’d both passed out. In light of my reservations about our relationship to each other, I would have thought I’d be freaking out right now, but in fact, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so relaxed. He’d turned me inside out with the things he’d done with his tongue, things I’d never imagined I’d experience, yet he’d checked in with me at each turn, making sure I was comfortable, assuring me we’d only proceed if I was ready. Then, he’d taken nothing in return. In all my life, I’d never had someone so single-mindedly focused on my wants and needs.
Warmth spread through my chest at the thought, and I suddenly found myself wanting to repay him, to make him feel just as good as he’d made me. I didn’t think I was ready to try rimming him, but I’d given a few blowjobs back in college. I wasn’t sure anything I did could live up to what he’d done to me, but I wanted to try.
Lifting my head, I pressed kisses along his shoulder, leisurely trailing down his arm as far as I could reach without jostling him too much. He sighed and pressed his ass back, grinding against my lengthening erection, and a groan escaped me at the contact.
“Mmm. ‘S a nice way to be woken up.” He turned his head back, his eyes still heavy-lidded, as he offered his mouth up to mine for a kiss.
Even half-asleep, with his hair a mess, he was beautiful. I pressed my lips to his, then said, “Lie on your back.”
His lips spread in a lazy smile as he twisted to do as I asked. I’d attempted to be discreet in the way I’d admired his body this morning, but now I took my time, shamelessly taking in every inch of defined muscle and smooth skin. His complexion was just a few shades darker than mine, and had it not been winter, I imagined he’d have the type of skin that would tan nicely, whereas mine burned if I even thought about going outside.
His dick twitched, drawing my attention away from the survey of his muscles, making me wonder why I’d been looking anywhere else. He wasn’t as thick as me, but he was long, with a bit of a curve, and for the first time in my life, I considered the possibility of bottoming, if only to see what that curve would do to me.
“I know my dick is a thing of beauty, but did you have me lie on my back just to admire it, or did you have something else in mind?” He had his hands tucked behind his head and was looking at me with the smirkiest of smirks. It made me want to fuck with him a little. He seemed to bring out that side in me.
“It’s alright, I guess. Not as thick as mine.” I shrugged and made to move back up the bed as if I was done with my examination. He put a hand on my shoulder to stop me.
“Not so fast there, Lucy. It’s not the size that counts. It’s how you use it.” He waggled his eyebrows, and I couldn’t help it. I collapsed in laughter, burying my head in his stomach.
“Your laugh is beautiful.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “You should do that more often.”
I looked up at him, the mirth fading and the air between us crackling with meaning. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Our eyes locked, some unnamed emotion passing between us. I couldn’t look away. “You bring out a side of me I didn’t think existed. You make me feel…lighter.”
“Good. Not everything has to be serious all the time. Youareallowed to have fun. You know that, right?”
I did know that. I just didn’t know how to access that side of myself.
Somehow, Hayden had unlocked it. And it made me want more.
Unsure how to respond, I broke eye contact, returning my gaze to his cock, still standing at attention. With more confidence than I felt, I licked a stripe up the underside, just as he’d done to me, then stuck my tongue in his slit, the salty taste of him exploding on my tongue.
God, I’d forgotten how good a man could taste.
The sounds coming from Hayden were inhuman as I went to work on him in earnest. Turns out sucking dick was a lot like riding a bike, and though it’d been nearly ten years since the last time I’d given head, I hadn’t forgotten how to make a man beg.
Bobbing my head up and down his length, I set a steady pace, alternating between fast and aggressive and slow and deep, with copious amounts of suction. He writhed under me, hands clenching the bedding, my hair, whatever he could get his hands on, between uttering creative streams of nonsensical curses.
“Mother-fucking-holy-shit-goddammit-son-of-abi—ahhhh.”Cum filled my mouth without warning, and I struggled to swallow all of it as he pumped into me in short bursts. I kept my mouth clamped around him until he finally collapsed on the bed, sated and nearly lifeless. I hadn’t even had a chance to play with his balls.
I let his dick slide from my mouth, then climbed up the bed, collapsing beside him. “Damn,” he finally spit out between breaths. “You’re better at that than I expected.”
“Hmm. I guess I’m not the only one who makes assumptions.”
He chuckled and patted my thigh weakly. “Touché.”
I turned on my side, propping my head in my hand to look at him. “I’ve had sex with men before. I’m not completely inexperienced.” He turned his head on the pillow to look at me. “I just wasn’t ever comfortable with ass-play.”
