Page 29 of A Winter Admire

“Good,” Edwin moaned. “More.”

Sinoe slipped a second finger in alongside the first. Then he added a third. The fingers filled him and stretched him, but it wasn’t enough. He needed more. The fingers rubbed against the spot inside him, and his toes curled in the sheets. Sinoe nudged that spot again, over and over.

“You’re so beautiful, Edwin,” Sinoe whispered.

Edwin’s gasps filled the air as he squirmed against the sheets. Again, the pleasure built, but he didn’t want to come. Not yet.

“Please. I’m ready,” he said. “I want you. I want your cock.”

The fingers slid out, and he keened at the loss. Sinoe crawled between his legs, his chest rising and falling quickly. He positioned himself, his cock resting at Edwin’s entrance.

“I’ve imagined this,” Sinoe said. “So many times.” He tucked a strand of hair behind Edwin’s ear. “But nothing compares to the reality.” Then Sinoe pushed forward.

Edwin’s fingers clutched at Sinoe’s shoulders, digging into the skin as he was filled inch by inch with Sinoe’s cock. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensation.

“Edwin,” Sinoe groaned. “Oh, Edwin, you feel amazing.” He dropped his hands on either side of Edwin’s head.

“Move! Please!” Edwin clenched his arse.

Sinoe moaned and began to thrust, short and sharp, sliding in and out of Edwin’s body. Sinoe dropped kisses on Edwin’s cheeks, forehead, and nose. Sinoe’s hair hung like a white curtain around them, swaying with his movements, blocking out everything but the two of them.

Edwin arched his body, hips bucking as Sinoe fucked him. Their gasps and moans mixed. Repeatedly, Sinoe hit the bundle of nerves deep inside him. Pleasure, like waves, moved through his body, ebbing and flowing, building higher and higher and higher.

Edwin hooked his leg behind Sinoe’s thigh. His body felt too hot. The indescribable pleasure pulsed through him. It had never been like this before. Never.

“I’m close,” he whispered.

Sinoe kept fucking him. Edwin reached down and took himself in hand, stroking himself in time with Sinoe’s thrusts. The bed creaked with their movements. Sinoe thrust erratically, gasping.

Edwin’s vision blurred as his pleasure peaked. He shouted as his orgasm barrelled through him.

“Edwin,” Sinoe choked as he thrust deep, one last time, spending inside Edwin. He shuddered, holding himself up, before collapsing on top of him.

They lay wrapped in each other, Sinoe still buried inside Edwin. Harsh breaths filled the room. Edwin was covered in semen and sweat. Sinoe was starting to get heavy. Still, Edwin never wanted to move. He never wanted this moment to end.

ChapterTwenty-Two

Edwin woke to a warm, naked body pressed against his back. A rough hand rested on his stomach. Puffs of breath stirred the hair at the nape of his neck.

Reluctant to open his eyes, Edwin snuggled back into Sinoe’s embrace, memories of the previous night running through his head. After the first round, they’d slept. Later, they’d woken and he’d sucked Sinoe’s cock. Then Sinoe had sucked his. At some point during the night, Sinoe had asked Edwin to fuck him. His cock twitched at the memory of it sliding in and out of Sinoe’s tight hole.

But despite the lack of sleep, Edwin had never felt so alive. Perhaps it was the giddiness of knowing Sinoe wanted him. That Sinoe admired him. He wriggled against Sinoe. He couldn’t stop smiling.

The arm around him tightened. “Morning,” Sinoe said, his voice roughened with sleep. He dropped a kiss between Edwin’s shoulder blades. “Happy Solstice.”

“Happy Solstice.”

For several seconds, no one spoke. They just lay together, wrapped in a cosy silence.

“Should we get up?” Sinoe asked. “I’ve heard so much about these Solstice festivities.”

“Not yet.” Edwin turned in Sinoe’s embrace, their legs tangling together. “I’m exactly where I want to be.”

Sinoe chuckled, his hands caressing Edwin’s back.

“But later, we’ll get some roasted honeyed almonds, Solstice cake, and spiced wine,” Edwin said, excited at the prospect of sharing the day with Sinoe. “Do oreads drink wine?”

“We don’t make it ourselves, but we enjoy it when we can get it. But we have our own substances.” He kissed Edwin’s nose. “There are berries that you can eat and they have a similar effect as wine. And there are particular leaves you can chew. They are an aphrodisiac and can help individuals go for hours and hours. Maybe sometime we should try it.” He nuzzled Edwin’s neck. “Although, based on last night, I’m not sure if we need it.”