Page 44 of Retaking the Shot
As we made our way to our room, laughter and whispers echoed through the hallway as everyone was already celebrating the end of the year.
Unlocking the door, Ford and I entered, shutting out the noise from the outside world. A soft glow from the bedside lamps provided the only light in the room.
We were a fumbling mess as our lips attacked each other and we started to strip ourselves of our clothes.
We tumbled to the bed and I couldn’t get to Ford’s hardened length quick enough. As soon as I did, I skated my lips across the head and then lapped up the precum waiting for me.
“Someone is eager.”
“Yeah. Is that a problem?” I met his gaze before sliding my lips over just the head, while letting my tongue graze his shaft.
“Not at all. Holy fuck.” His hips moved forward, urging me to engulf him fully. He didn’t need to say anything more. His hands slid into my hair as I bobbed my head along with his thrusts. What I couldn’t get in my mouth, I wrapped my fingers around, jerking him off as I continued working him into a frenzy that had him bucking against my face.
But I didn’t want him to come in my mouth.
Even though I loved the salty taste of him, I needed to feel him inside of me.
Popping off his dick, I quickly reached for my bag, rifling through it until I found the travel bottle of lube and condoms. Ford placed a small peck on my lips before grabbing the foil packet and little bottle. I rolled onto my back, lifted my legs and waited for him to get me ready.
Pouring the lube over his fingers, he circled my puckered entrance where I wanted him.
“Fuck,” I hissed and fisted my shaft, pumping slowly.
A wicked smile crossed his handsome face before he hooked a finger inside of me, hitting the spot that made me weak in the knees. I gasped and gripped my shaft harder as he added another finger and slid them in and out, in and out.
Groaning, my eyelids shut as I enjoyed the pleasure racing through me. It might have only been two days since I’d seen him but I’d never missed anyone as much as him and sleeping together was an added bonus.
The sound of the lube cap opening again had me opening my eyes, and I watched as he slid on the condom and then slathered lube over his covered erection. My hand fell away from my dick as he slowly inched into me, and I relaxed to let him fill me to the hilt.
Leaning forward, I pulled his lips down to mine, devouring his mouth while I met his thrust with my hips. “You feel so good,” I moaned.
“You do too.” He picked up his pace.
Groaning into his mouth, I knew I wasn’t going to last long but I wanted him to come with me.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him as close as we could be, rutting my cock against his abs and letting the remnants of my precum glide between us.
Nothing but the sound of our moans and the bed squeaking filled the room with each drive of his hips.
He leaned back onto his knees as he stayed inside of me, and then his hand wrapped around my shaft, pumping in the same rhythm as his hips.
Letting out a deep breath, I met his stare in the dim light of the room. He didn’t need to say anything, it was as if we could have an entire conversation with no words as both of us moaned, my release spilling between us in hot spurts all over my stomach.
He stilled after me, getting in one last pump before collapsing next to me on the bed.
I pushed back his hair before kissing his forehead. “That was amazing.”
“You’re amazing,” he panted, placing a light kiss on my lips.
The stretch Hummerawaited us as we stepped outside from the lobby. Both Ford and I were dressed in long-sleeved button-up shirts and jeans. We walked up to where the guys were waiting outside the limo.
“Guys, meet Ford,” I announced, my arm draped over his shoulder. “Ford, this is Nyström, Orlov, Sexton, Brunner, Eliáš, Friberg, Chiasson, Cardinale, and you know Butcher already. Guys, this is my boyfriend, Ford.”
“Hey, everyone,” Ford greeted with a small wave.
Sexton extended a hand, a playful shimmer in his eye. “Welcome to the circus, Ford. Butcher doesn’t bite that hard.”
Ford chuckled, shaking his hand. “I’m not worried. Used to party with my fraternity. I think I’ll manage.”
