Page 51 of Heat Haze
CHAPTER FORTY
When I wake up Toro is still pressed up against me, but he’s not asleep. He’s just admiring me, stroking my cheek with the back of his index finger. Of course I get embarrassed when I realize he was just watching me sleep, eyes moving to look anywhere but his face.
“Hi,” his voice is thick with sleep. “Hi, Nico.”
“Hi, Tor.” His body feels so warm, like my own personal space heater. A firm hand is holding me tight, and I’ll ignore the way it’s firmly planted on my ass because he looks so sweet like this. “Do you feel any better?”
He nods, still looking half-asleep. After giving me a few kisses he pulls away, standing up with so much dramatic flair you’d think he was about to keel over and die. But I’m not so focused on that, not when my gaze wanders down too far and I notice the twitchy not-so-little tent in his white underwear.
Toro notices too, quickly bringing his hands down to cover it as his face reddens. “Uh—not… Just… You…”
“Happy to see me?” I say teasingly, but he actually nods at that. It’s my turn to feel embarrassed, and we sort of just stare at each other for a moment before he scurries to the bathroom to hide.
“Toro! Wait!” My body moves on its own, knocking on the door after hopping out of bed. “I wanted to take a bath this morning! Come on, don’t hide!”
No response, but I know he’s in there. Probably sitting and waiting for it to go down or something. God, it’s not even like it’s a big deal. In fact I kind of find it cute that he still gets that excited just fromseeingme after all this time.
“If you open the door…” My voice trails off as I try to think of something to bribe him with. “I’ll—we can… We can go in the bath… together?”
Silence.
Silence.
The door quietly opens, hinges letting out an ugly noise. But then Toro pops his head out, looking at me like I said something scandalous. “Mean it?”
“If… If you want, yeah.” It’s hard to talk when he’s staring at me so intently, so much love and affection in those eyes it’s almost scary.
He all but snatches me inside the bathroom, door slamming shut as his arms shoot out to press me against it. I’m like the star of some bad romance movie, the intensity of his gaze so strong it’s burning a hole right through me.
“Sure?” The act vanishes when he nuzzles his head against mine like a lovesick little animal. “Really sure?”
“I’m really,reallysure.” I giggle, standing on my tippy toes to kiss his cheek. “Are you?”
Toro nods so fast his head looks like it’s gonna fall off, and before I know it we’re all pressed up together in a tub of hot water. I’m leaning against the porcelain with Toro squeezed in my lap.
His hairy back pressed up against my torso, body sunk in deep so it’s easier for me to wash his hair. His curls are much straighter when they’re wet, and I feel like he’s extra handsome with long hair.
There’s this low rumbling sound coming from him, like a blend of a purr and a low hum. He must be satisfied, eyes all shut with the occasional groan of contentment leaving his lips.
Once he’s nice and clean it’s my turn, our positions flipped so now I’m resting against him. That would be fine if it wasn’t for the fact the tip of his dick is poking at my back while his fingers clumsily try to clean my hair. He’s barely even trying to hide the fact that he’sexcited, with touches that linger too long on my skin and a hungry stare that’s slowly staking claim to every inch my body has to offer.
“Toro…?” My voice is calm, hips lifting up just enough to reposition myself against his bare form. He lets out the most pathetic whine when his length slips between the heat of my thighs, our bodies closer than they’ve ever been before. I don’t really know what I’m doing. It just feels right. “Have you ever… done this kinda thing before?”
His breathing is heavy, but he still replies. “N-No, I… I want to… With you…”
My boyfriend’s hands move with determination, strong arms keeping me in place while he begins to explore my body in a way we haven’t tried yet. He starts at my chest, pads of his fingers fluttering over my sensitive nipples before adventuring further down.
After grazing my soft stomach they find purchase of my own member, his touch feather-light and hesitant. A disgustingly weak whimper escapes me when he touches me, his cock twitching at the noise. I feel it—him—shift against my skin even under the water. Sliding between the soft fat of my thighs to poke at my balls.
“Ugh…” Toro cries, head falling forward. His chin sits on my shoulder, moans filling my ears and driving me crazy. “Nico…”
Water ripples when his hips buck upwards, chasing more stimulation. I instinctively clamp my thighs shut,eliciting a desperate cry from Toro. He’s so hard underneath me, babbling out cries of ‘mine’ and ‘please’ with each desperate thrust.
His fingers are fully wrapped around my cock now, moving up and down so quickly that I can barely even process it. It’s just touching, but it’s so much different when someone else is doing it. There’s this hot coil in my stomach, and I know I’m done for. But I also know this is more than just sex for us.
“Nico…” He moans again, before suddenly sinking his teeth into the flesh of my shoulder. I gasp, water splashing around us as Toro continues to fuck my thighs fervently. His body tenses before stuttering, and only once he’s finished does he go completely limp under me.
The noises I’m making are ones I didn’t even know I could make. Pushing into him and away from him as he works my body perfectly, making a mess of me with just his hands. Even after finishing he’s so hard beneath me, kissing at the fresh bite mark.
