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Alexa Play: Heal by Tom Odell

“ B aby, you made me dinner, and it’s going to get cold.” Finn hummed against my lips as I crawled on top of him. He was already unzipping his wetsuit and slipping out of it, returning my kisses with enthusiasm.

“We can stop if you’re hungry,” I murmured, biting his pouty lips as I helped him peel his suit over his ass.

“I’m hungry for something else; I just feel bad you went through all that work to make me a steak…”

“Fuck the steak,” I rumbled, pulling back so I could admire his naked body sprawled out beneath me.

He was hard and smooth all over. His beautiful skin stretched tight over the taught muscles that sculpted his perfect form.

I would never get sick of looking at him.

I just wanted to worship him. I wanted to kiss and suck every inch of him and relish the fact that he was here, breathing beneath me.

I sat up and pulled my shirt off before reaching for him again. With flat palms and gentle fingers, I began to slowly map his body with my touch.

He quivered beneath me as I ran my hands over him.

First, I cupped his face, stroking my thumbs over his cheekbones reverently.

“Look at this beautiful face…” I whispered, leaning forward to kiss each of his dimples, enjoying the way he shivered in response.

Next, I slid my fingers down the contours of his neck, brushing his Adam’s apple and watching it bob as he swallowed.

I kissed him there too, savoring the small sound he made as my lips grazed the hollow of his throat.

“Jake…”

My heart soared as my name rolled off his lips. They were swollen and wet from all the times I had kissed and nipped them.

“I love it when you say my name.”

I sat back again, tracing my hands delicately over his smooth chest, pausing to swirl my fingers around his peaked nipples. The tiny tips of them were firm and taut beneath my fingers, and I spent some time toying with them until his breathing grew choppy.

“Jake, you’re teasing me…” he groaned, and I smiled, intentionally brushing my fingers over the hardened buds, knowing that my ministrations had likely made them ultra-sensitive.

“Let me take my time with you.”

Slowly, I traced my fingertips down his torso, wrapping my hands around his ribs and drinking up the way his abs contracted in response to the graze of my thumbs.

His cock was hard and lying flat against his stomach, and I intentionally avoided it as I continued my path downward.

His skin was hot and flushed now, and he was panting slightly .

“ Jake…” he whined as I stroked his abdomen gently on either side of his cock. I watched as his dick surged and flexed as if desperately trying to entice me to touch it.

“I was thinking we could try something new today… but only if you want to,” I said, staring directly at his glossy, pink tip. A tiny, glistening bead of moisture had formed on his slit, and I licked my lips.

“What do you want to try?” he asked. His voice was soft and deep, though there was an underlying tone of curiosity there that made my heart flutter with anticipation.

“I thought maybe we could… switch roles.”

I met his gaze, gauging his reaction. I don’t know why I expected him to laugh or make light of it, but he didn’t. He was looking at me with something close to reverence on his face.

“I didn’t think that would be something you would want,” he whispered, reaching out to brush his fingers against my cheek. I nodded, biting my lip.

“Normally, I don’t,” I admitted, rubbing my thumbs over his hip bones and watching his dick surge against his abdomen again. That tiny bead of pre-cum grew and dribbled against his tight stomach.

“But I want… I want to experience everything with you, baby,” I said, my voice cracking slightly.

If anything were to ever happen to you, I don’t want to have any regrets.

The words I couldn’t say out loud hung heavy between us, and he swallowed.

We stared at each other for a long moment, and I felt like I was drowning on dry land. My eyes pricked, and his filled with a sense of understanding.

“Nothing’s going to happen to me, Jake.”

How he knew where my head was at, I’ll never know, but he did. He always did.

I swallowed, clearing my throat and forcing myself to smile at him.

I leaned forward and kissed him gently .

“I know that, baby,” I lied. “I just want to know what it’s like to feel you inside me. Even if we just do it once.”

Finn cupped my cheeks and kissed me back, his warm tongue soft and pliant against mine as I sipped from his mouth, greedily accepting the comfort he was offering me.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” I rumbled between kisses.

“Of course I want to.” His words were little promises, dusting over my mouth like a gentle sprinkle of confetti.

I sighed in relief, pressing my forehead against his.

“Thank you,” I breathed, and he traced my cheekbone with his fingertip.

“Don’t thank me. I’m so… I don’t know. It means a lot to me that you want to do this with me. Have you ever bottomed before?”

I chuckled and shook my head. “No. There’s never been anyone I’ve wanted to do it with.”

Finn looked absolutely shocked, and then his features softened into something so tender and precious that I could have wept from the intense feeling of adoration that welled in my chest.

“So… in a way, we’ll be each other’s firsts?”

I nodded, kissing his warm cheek right above one of his adorable little dimples.

“Yeah, sweet boy. You’ll be my first.”