Page 36 of Inside Out
“God, you’re beautiful,” Rome said, touching me everywhere. I gasped when his palms brushed over my nipples. I’d never realized how sensitive they were until that moment with Rome. They’d always just been there. It looked like kissing wasn’t the only thing my silver fox excelled at. Rome, hearing my sharp intake of breath, jerked his eyes up to meet mine, gauging to see if my reaction was good or bad. Liking what he saw, he returned his hands to my pecs and circled my nipples until they were painfully erect then pinched and rolled them between his thumb and forefinger.
“Unh,” I groaned, arching my back off the couch. I could feel my cock leaking and was desperate for friction or anything that would put me out of my misery and calm the surging tide of arousal. I’d had sex before, but this was…this didn’t feel like the same solar system as sex. Rome was an unknown, undiscovered planet pulling me into his orbit until being with him was all I could think about or feel. I. Needed. Him. Not just an orgasm, but one thathegave me. “More.”
A wicked smile tugged at his lips. “More what? This?” He pinched my nipples tighter. “Do you want my hands lower? Or…” Rome paused to lower his body so his head hovered over my chest. “Do you want my mouth on you instead?”
“Y-yes,” I moaned, pulling a dark chuckle from my tormentor.
“It wasn’t a yes-or-no question.” How was he even thinking? What had happened to the man who practically stuttered and stumbled when I was near. How had the roles reversed so quickly? “Which leaves me to interpret your needs.”
Rome lowered his head and made a wet pass over one nipple then the other while I fisted my hand in his hair, moaning and writhing. He continued with the little licks when what I really wanted was him to wrap his lips around my nipples and suck hard. “Rome, please?” I begged, finding my voice.
Rome’s dark chuckle created a vibration against my skin. Then he stopped teasing me and sucked one aching nipple into his mouth while rolling his tongue over the distended nub.
“God yes! More!” Rome answered by moving his mouth over to the neglected nipple and repeated the toe-curling suction slash licking maneuver. Unable to lie still beneath him a second longer, I undulated my hips, rocking my erection against his rock-hard abs. “I need… I need…”
Rome slowly released my nipple, letting his teeth lightly rasp over the sensitive nub. He repositioned his body until we were chest to chest and dick to dick. “I know, baby.”
“Less clothes.”
I saw doubt in his eyes like maybe we were moving too quick too soon, but he didn’t have to worry I would wake with regret. I’d only kick myself in the ass if I let him walk away without knowing what his face looked like during an orgasm. I’d pictured it many times, but I knew the flesh and blood reality would be so much better than any fantasy. So, I reached between our bodies and shoved my sweats and briefs below my ass to release my cock. It slapped hot, hard, and sticky against my abdomen, gaining Rome’s full attention.
“Mercy,” he said lustfully as he rose to his knees and reached for his button fly.
I placed my hands over his, halting him. “Let me.”
Ignoring my throbbing dick, I took my time sliding each button through the hole until I revealed his light gray underwear and the wet circle that said he wanted me as much as I wanted him. The smell of arousal and cum was far sexier than any cologne or body wash you could buy. I glanced up at Rome’s face and saw that he was biting his lip in anticipation. I lifted my hands to tease his nipples just as he’d teased mine, noting how rigid his body was from tension.
“I’m about to combust, Jules,” he whispered, pulling my gaze back up to meet his. “Play time is over, yeah?”
“Hell yeah.”
I tugged his jeans and underwear down over his straining erection to rest at mid-thigh, then fisted his leaking cock, stroking him as he did the same for me. I loved having his hand wrapped around my dick, working me up and down, but it wasn’t enough.
“C’mere,” I said, sounding drunk.
Rome lowered his body once more, lining up our dicks and recapturing my lips in a devastating kiss as he began shuttling his cock back and forth over mine. Our combined precum coated our dicks, making the grinding flesh sticky but oh so fucking sexy. I wouldn’t last long, but I was too far gone in lust to worry about shooting too quick.
“Ride me,” I groaned against his lips, gripping his ass to urge him to move faster and harder.
Rome shifted his body and shoved his jeans and underwear completely off, and I pushed my thighs together. Rome straddled my hips and aligned our cocks once more. He placed his arms on my shoulders for leverage while I gripped his ass to keep him close. He began to move again—faster and harder. I’d seen frotting in porn, but I’d never done it myself. I didn’t know how much I had missed out on, but then again, maybe not. Maybe Rome was the reason why all my senses were heightened.
“Almost…” I said, arching my neck as I felt my balls draw tighter against my body.
“Me too.”
Rome dropped his right hand down to pinch my nipple at the same time I slid a finger between his spread ass cheeks to circle his pucker. We went off at the same time, grunting, groaning, and covering my stomach with our combined cum. My silver fox collapsed in my arms, panting hot air against my neck while I held him tight.
“I may never recover,” he teased. “That was…” His words trailed off as his blood-deprived brain searched for the right words.
“Amazing.”
“Yep! That’s it.”
I chuckled then rolled until we lay side by side, looking into each other’s drowsy eyes. “It was better than I ever dreamed it would be,” I told him, tracing a finger over his swollen lips.
“You thought about it a lot?”
“At least twice a day.”