The stairs creaked overhead and Brian was soon walking into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of juice from the fridge. Popping the cap he took a few swigs before raising his dark eyebrows at me. “So what are your plans for the day?” he asked.
“I don’t really have anything planned,” I grumbled, leaning back in my chair and crossed my arms over my stomach. “Well you’ll have to find something productive to do, because I’ve been called into the restaurant to look over the accounts. You’re on your own today I’m afraid.”
“I’m sure I can manage.”
He gave me a grin before his keys off the counter. “I’ll see you tonight for dinner alright? About eight o’clock or so.”
“Sounds good to me.” I watched him saunter out of the kitchen, down the hall and out the front door.
The silence of the house was both calming and suffocating at the same time. I felt like I should be making noise to fill it, or even dance around to really loud music just to have something to do. My heart almost leapt into my chest when I heard the doorbell ring. Shifting off the stool, I hurried to the front door. Brian had probably forgotten his wallet or something. Unlatching the door, I opened it ready to berate Brian for being forgetful when the words latched in my throat.
“Is that the sort of welcome I get?” Casper asked with a cocky smirk sliding across his mouth.
Words weren’t enough. I dropped down the steps and crushed him against my chest. He laughed lightly as he wrapped his arms around my waist. The feeling of his hands on my skin was enough to make butterflies explode in my stomach. He felt so solid and real it took my breath away. “Hey, hey, hey, if you keep squeezing me I might pop like a balloon animal!”
“Sorry,” I mumbled, flushing a little as I let him go. He shifted stiffly, adjusting the rucksack on his back. “I just … What’re you doing here?”
“I came down here to relax for a while, eat some good food and see my gorgeous, sexy, talented boyfriend. Oh, and you of course!” he smirked. I swatted him upside the head.
Leading him back up into the hallway, I closed the door behind him. Gesturing to his bag I asked, “So how long do you plan on staying here?”
“Well for at least a week and then I may have to go back to get my own results,” he shrugged. “Don’t sulk,” he stated darkly, as my face dropped. He reached out and flicked my cheek before turning towards the stairs. “Come on, sour puss. Show me where your room is.”
“You know where my room is,” I mumbled as we climbed the stairs to the first floor landing.
At the door, he turned to me and cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe I want you to show me,” he breathed, pressing a chaste kiss to my mouth.
Stroking his smooth jaw I lowered my head to kiss him properly, his lips parting so our tongues slid together. Stepping closer and pinning him against the door, I devoured him. His hands came up to thread through my hair, angling my head so he could graze his teeth down my neck and suck on my shoulder. Letting out a soft moan I thrust my hips against his. “It’s been so long since I’ve touched you.”
“You’re telling me?” he panted as he ran his hands down my back, smoothing over my muscles and cupping my arse through my shorts. “I’ve missed this sexy arse,” he groaned and squeezed again.
“I’ve missed your sexy everything,” I purred, tugging his shirt up and raked my nails lightly down his stomach. He shuddered against me and rocked his hips. “God, I want you!”
Slipping my hand down the front of his jeans I cupped his bulge and watch his eyes snap open. He panted softly as he watched me, his mouth hanging open. “Then take me.”
Moments later we were stumbling backwards into my room and drifting towards the bed as we shed our clothes, locked at the mouth and panting. The back of his legs hit against the mattress and we fell onto the bed with muffled grunts. Crawling up until I was straddling him, I continued to smother Casper’s mouth, jaw and neck in burning hot kisses that made him moan and shudder beneath me. Tugging his shirt off, I peppered his chest and stomach with kisses, hearing him chuckle lightly as I ran my tongue over his ticklish areas.
“Stop teasing me!” he groaned as he pulled at my hair and fumbled with his jeans.
With a flourish, I’d dragged his jeans down before tossing them into a corner. He was splayed before me on the bed, only clad in a pair of boxers. Breathing heavily, I watched him as he leaned up on his elbows and stared right back. Rounding to my bedside table I took out a condom and lube and put them on the bed before slipping in between his legs. “I’ll be gentle.”
Swallowing thickly he gave a shuddering nod; “Alright …”
I kissed him gently, letting my lips linger over his skin. Casper seemed to melt under me and a little bit of the tension trembled out of his thigh muscles. “I love you,” I breathed. He relaxed a little more and moaned as I ran my hands down his body. I grew harder just watching him panting below me. “God you’re so sexy!”
“Start using your mouth for something else,” he ground out as he took his hard-on in his hand.
My throat ran dry as I knelt down at the end of the bed, my fingers brushing over his knees. They trembled a little as he stared at me. He looked so delicious lying there, naked and hard and aching for me, bathed in the golden sunlight. His breath hitched as I wrapped my hand around him, my tongue making him shift and arch upwards.
“Ah don’t stop, that feels so good!” he moaned.
Running my tongue up to the tip I swallowed him down and watched him spasm. He moaned and ran his hands through my hair as my tongue massaged his erection. The salty taste of him hit my taste buds and I shuddered. I was going crazy with how much pleasure I was getting out of making him feel good. His moans and whispers of my name were enough to make me explode right there and then. Leaning up, I released him with a soft wet ‘pop’.
“No!” he groaned out, “Why’d you stop?”
“I … I need to prep you.”
I felt his muscles stiffen. I swallowed thickly as he ran his hands over his face. He took a deep, shaking breath before he gave a loud sniff. “Alright, alright. Just … please … be gentle?”
“Hey look at me,” I cupped his jaw in my hand. His mouth quivered, “I promise to stop if you feel that uncomfortable, okay?”
He gave me a shaky little nod. Using my hands, I helped to guide Casper to the end of the bed and, after some awkward shifting, managed to get him lying on his front. He shuddered as I splayed his legs a little wider and nestled down between them. Leaning forward I spread his pert arse cheeks and gently brushed my tongue over the puckered hole. He winced, arse clenching and I had to spend a couple of minutes gently stroking his muscles, massaging them before he relaxed enough for me to tenderly run my tongue over him. Rimming was a strange experience on either end, but I couldn’t deny that the way he eventually relaxed made me harden.
“This feels so weird,” he stated as I reached for the lube. I uncapped the bottle of lube and coated my fingers in the slick, cool substance. My stomach coiled tightly as I daubed a little bit on his slick entrance and gently pressed my fingertip inside. His muscles clenched like a vice and my breathing was almost as hard as his own. I brushed my lips up his thigh, nipping and kissing gently as I slowly teased him.
“Just try to relax,” I hummed. I readjusted my position and slowly eased my finger a little deeper.
A tremor ran through him and he gently started to relax as I worked. His muscles were hot and tight and I could see how rigid his shoulders were. He was trying so hard to keep in control of his emotions.
“This feels so weird!” Casper grunted again as he wiggled in front of me. Smiling, I pressed an open-mouthed kiss to his cool skin, running my tongue over him. “Shouldn’t you be moving or something?”
Blinking out of my trance, I slowly started to flex my finger in and out in long, slow strokes. His breathing was low and ragged. “You’re so hot and wet,” I murmured.
As I gently fingered him, slowly working his muscles looser, I sli
pped my tongue in his crevice and made him wetter. “Ah God!” he moaned.
Taking that as I sign of encouragement, I very gently added another finger. Casper’s breath hitched as I tried to ease into him as slowly and tenderly as I possibly could. It was difficult to control my urges. All I wanted was to bury myself inside his tight heat and make love to him. I needed this to be perfect for him; I couldn’t rush any of it.
“Are you alight?” I asked.
“Y-Yeah,” his voice wavered as he glanced over his shoulder at me, “Just … Go slowly.”
“Alright, but I’m going to need you to turn over.”
His muscles tensed again. “Why?” he asked tightly.
“I want to look at you whilst I do this.”
“I’m sure it’s attractive.”
“You’re the most beautiful person I know,” I breathed as I nuzzled his lower back, “Now please? Turn over?”
“Are you going to …?” he trailed off.
He let me turn him over onto his back. “Here, lean up and put this under you,” I said dragging one of my pillows over and shifting it under him. He looked flushed already, his fringe sticking to his forehead and his chest rising and falling quickly. Soon I was breaching his body again, slowly stroking my fingers inside him before running my tongue up his shaft. He dropped his head back and started moaning, twisting the sheets in his fists. “So handsome,” I whispered as I ran a hand down his chest.
“I … Oh God! I … I want more!” he whimpered wetly.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I stated gently. “You’re allowed to enjoy it.”
He didn’t look convinced as I slowly slid my fingers out and tore the condom wrapper with my teeth. I rolled it on with trembling fingers before pouring more lube into my hand and slicking myself up. My chest felt tight. Bracing myself on Casper’s thighs, I pressed myself against him. His legs threatened to clamp shut, but I held him firm. He craned his head to look up at me, his eyes glazed over and his mouth hanging open in a silent moan.
“It’s okay,” I murmured as I spread his legs wider, “Just take deep breaths.”
He tried to match my deep breathing as I gently pressed myself inside him. It was like his body was trying to suck me in. Sweat exploded over my skin as I let him adjust to my being inside him.
“Oh my God you’re huge!” he cried out, his muscle clamping around me, drawing me deeper.
“Hold on, deep breaths remember?”
He let out a long, drawn-out moan and reached up to grasp my forearms. With a switch tug I was leaning over him, sliding deeper and seeing the completely wrecked look on his face. His pupils were dilated and he was flushed bright pink. “Oh God Avery!”
“Too fast?” I asked, panicked.
His body jerked a little before he nudged me. “Goddamnit move! Move, move, move please!”
At first I gave small, slow thrusts and coaxed more moans out of his mouth. He looked so beautiful, writhing and sweating as he wrapped his legs around my waist. I leaned over him, my arms quivering under my weight as I thrust my hips. He arched his hips and started to rock into my thrusts.
“Oh Jesus Christ!”
I hesitated for a moment, my body hot and wet as I saw the shock and pleasure on Casper’s face. Smirking a little smugly I let myself get dragged down to smother his mouth in hot, wet kisses. “I’m guessing that’s your sweet spot?” I purred deeply in his ear. I hissed as his nails dug into my flesh but I didn’t care. “Moan louder, I want everyone to know you’re mine!”
“A-v-e-r-y! Fuck, don’t stop! Fuck me please!”
He whimpered, sweat dripping down his forehead. I drew his legs up higher around my waist and thrust deep, quickening my pace as euphoria rushed over him.
“God you’re so tight, Casper! Beg me for more!”
“Avery please fuck me!” he cried out desperately.
My knees were growing weak as I showed the boy just how much I loved him. The pleasure on his face was so beautiful. I’d never seen him look that way before. I grabbed Casper’s cock and started to stroke him rapidly in time with my own thrusts. “I’m so close Casper. Are you going to come?”
“I … Ohh, oh God! M’C-Close too!”
My whole body jerked as I came inside him and the heat rushed out of me as I filled him. My knees sagged a little and I had to steady myself to ease out of him. I shuddered as I lost the feeling of his velvety, wet heat and sank down onto the carpet. Casper let out a surprised cry when I took him back into my mouth and worked away at him, the wet, saltiness flooding my mouth and making me feel dizzy. His fingers tangled into my damp hair, shaking slightly, as I sucked and teased him with my tongue. The warm liquid hit the back of my throat, making me choke a little. Leaning back on my haunches, I watched as Casper dropped his knees over the end of the bed and lie there, staring up at the ceiling with his mouth hanging open. A muscle of two twitched as he got his breathing under control. For my part I waited until the black spots had dissipated a bit before rolling the condom off and throwing it away. My breaths were shaky as I picked my shirt up and brought it up to gently dab him clean. He flinched away but a strong hand on his thigh seemed to reassure him. Pulling myself up onto the bed I slid onto the covers beside him, propped my head up and gazed down at him.
“Hey,” I breathed as I stroked his damp fringe out of his eyes, “Are you okay?”
Panic set into my chest as his mouth moved soundlessly. Maybe I hadn’t broken a barrier maybe I’d just broken … him. The thought made a stabbing pain flicker through my mind but he reached up and drew my hand up to his mouth and pressed a tender kiss to it.
“My God … That was … I’m just … um …”
Words failing him, I leaned over and pressed a kiss to his mouth. I was shocked when I drew back and saw tears rolling down into his ears. “Oh, hey, I didn’t meant to make you cry.”
He shook his head lazily from side to side and tightened his hold on my hand. His mouth twitched into a weak smile, “I’m glad you’re my first. And only.”
Pressing his hand to my mouth, I murmured, “You’re everything to me. I tried to make it good for you.”
“Wasn’t good,” he breathed gently, “It was perfect.”
Bathed in the golden sunlight, he truly did make an angelic picture. I wanted to capture the moment forever. A lazy smile crept onto my mouth as I nestled down beside him. “I love you,” I breathed tenderly.
“I love you more … Avery.”
Within moments Casper had drifted off to sleep, pleasure still fleeting over his features as he dreamed. I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. I was lost in the beautiful angel lying beside me, his fingers lazily entwined in my own. He shifted so that he was curled in on his side and I came up behind him and enveloped him in my arms. He was safe with me and he knew that. He trusted me with every fiber within him.
He was right, it was perfect.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Waking up to the late afternoon light had always made me feel relaxed, however somehow waking up with Casper’s naked body made the sensation that much more spectacular. I’d laid there for a while, drinking in his milky white skin and the few sun-freckles dappled on his right shoulder. With a soft sigh I’d gently traced some patterns over his back until a muscle twitched and tensed enough to signal that he was awake. Leaning up, I pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. “Hey,” I murmured gently.
“Hey,” he croaked.
“How’re you feeling?” I asked, my fingers smoothing over his thigh. It twitched at my touch and I suppressed a sigh. I’d thought we’d passed this.
“A little sore. Strange. I don’t really know why, but I feel a little relieved. Hell, a lot relieved.” He finally turned to look at me and the knot in my stomach loosened at the vulnerability in his eyes.
“Really?” I asked as I tightened my hold around his waist. “Yes, I only wish that …” he cut himself off, turning his head away.
“Hey now come on,” I smiled as I stroked his cool cheek
. Readjusting my position, I held him closer and pressed my lips to his ear, “Don’t pull away from me now.”
Maybe it was the plea in my voice or how exhausted I must have looked but either way he turned in my arms so that I was loosely cradling him. “I won’t,” he breathed, “I just wish I hadn’t waited so long to experience something so beautiful with you.”
He looked so small curled into the crook of my arm. “I don’t mind that you needed to wait,” I hummed. Huffing, he rolled over in my arms so I was left with a messy mop of black hair in my face.
“You shouldn’t have had to wait!”
“I don’t mind!” I insisted firmly, gripping his shoulder and attempting to turn him over. He refused to budge. Rolling my eyes and sighing, I grabbed his shoulder and hauled myself up until I was straddling him.
“Hey!” he grunted, flushing as I adjusted my naked self in his lap. His breathing instantly laboured and his eyes turned a smoky grey. “W-What’re you doing?”
Grinning, I gently touched his bottom lip. “You keep complaining that you made me wait. Well, maybe we should rectify that.” I cocked an eyebrow at him and rocked my hips. Casper groaned and thrust, grinding against me.
“You are not doing that to me again!” he gushed out, “I … I won’t be able to!”
Shaking my head I lowered myself down, legs knotting together and his hard-on pressing against my stomach. “I wasn’t thinking about doing you,” I smirked. “I was thinking … Maybe you could do me.”
His eyes widened with surprise and, sadly, fear. His hands trembled as he reached up to cup my face. He drew me down into a slow, tender kiss. He maneuvered himself so that he was nuzzling my throat. “It’s not that I don’t want to I just … I don’t know if I’m ready.”
Drawing back I looked at him in surprise. I let out a bitter little laugh and shook my head in disbelief, “How can you say that after earlier?”
“I didn’t mean that! It’s just –it’s different! I trust you with my body I just … I’m not …”
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