Page 30 of Matched (LSU #5)

T he choice between staying in Cardiff with my teammates or coming home to Charlie had been an easy one in the end.

As soon as the final whistle had blown, all I could think of was that I wanted to celebrate the win with him.

I wrapped up with the post-match stuff as quickly as I could, showering and changing before most of my teammates had even stripped out of their football kits, and got on the road back to London.

Back to him .

Charlie appeared in his bedroom doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist and droplets of water still beading on his skin. My cock went from half-hard to rock solid as I took in the delicious view in front of me.

“Thanks for waiting. I had to shower the bar off.” He was staring at the floor, and I realised that he was nervous.

I was, too, although anticipation overrode my nerves.

Climbing to my feet, I walked across the room to him, placing my knuckle under his chin and tilting his head up to mine. Our eyes met.

“Charlie.” I kissed his cheek and then the corner of his mouth. He sighed, relaxing against me, and I stepped closer, brushing a soft kiss over his lips. “Charlie. Do you even know how much I want you?”

His gaze flicked to the tent in my black boxer briefs, which I’d stripped down to while he was in the shower. When his eyes rose to mine, the green had almost been eclipsed by his rapidly expanding pupils. “I might have an idea.”

A smile curved over my lips. “What should we do about it?”

“Hmm. I think we should start with getting naked.” His nerves had faded, overtaken by lust, and fucking hell, he made my dick so hard.

“Good plan.” I smirked at him as I ran my hand down his torso, stopping at the top of his towel. I lowered my head to lick a droplet of water from his collarbone. “What have you got under this towel?”

He shuddered. “ Fuck . Why don’t you have a look and find out for yourself?”

“Yeah?” I murmured against his skin. Taking hold of the towel with both hands, I slowly pulled it away from his body and let it drop to the floor. He stood there, flushed, nude, and hard, and I had never seen anything hotter in my life. “I want to fuck you so badly.”

He inhaled sharply. “That’s what you want?”

“I’m curious about being fucked, but…” Sliding my hands onto the muscles of his gorgeous ass, I palmed his cheeks. “I’ve imagined fucking you so many times. But I’m honestly good with whatever you wanna do. I know I’ll like it all. Whatever you want.”

His hands went to the band of my underwear. Easing it down, he trailed soft kisses down my neck. “I want it both ways. I’ve never done any ass play or anything, but I wanna try it all. Fuck me, Nate. Make me yours.”

“You’re already mine.” I pulled him into me, our mouths meeting, and we stumbled towards the bed, tongues in each other’s mouths as our hands roamed over bare skin.

When we fell onto the mattress, Charlie groaned into my throat before pushing himself upright.

He looked so hot, all dishevelled and panting.

“I got supplies. I, uh, get tested as regularly as I can but didn’t know what you wanted to do, so I got condoms and this lube that’s meant to be better for ass stuff.”

He was so fucking cute. “You came prepared.”

Shooting me an unimpressed look, he dropped a condom and bottle of lube straight on my chest. “We both knew we’d end up here at some point. I didn’t want to be caught short.”

“Come here.” I shoved the condom and lube aside, pulling him down to me.

“I have stuff at my house, too. It’s not just you.

And I’ve been tested as well, so I don’t mind what you want to do.

Condom might mean less clean-up time, though.

I can’t guarantee I won’t pass out as soon as we’re done. Nothing to do with you, it’s just?—”

“You’ve had a long day,” he whispered against my mouth. “A very long, very hard day.” When he said those words, he rolled his hips down, making us both gasp as our cocks slid together. “Why don’t you lie back and let me do the work?”

“You’re too fucking good to me. But I want to do this.

” I rolled us over so he was on his back, and then I kissed a path down his body, mouthing at his skin, teasing his nipples, licking over the bumps and ridges of his abs while he writhed and moaned beneath me.

When I neared his cock, dripping precum all over his belly, I felt for the lube, coating my fingers.

His body tensed at the sound of the bottle being uncapped, but I had an idea about how I could make this easier for him, and I hoped it worked.

Directing him to put a pillow under his hips, I placed my finger on his perineum, rubbing lightly while I kissed and licked over the very tip of his cock.

When he was fully relaxed again, I slid my finger further back.

His thighs shifted further apart to accommodate me, and I began to slowly circle his hole while I was still licking the head of his cock.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” he moaned. “Inside. I wanna know how it feels.”

Who was I to deny him? Easing my finger inside his hot, tight hole and beginning to circle it, I lowered my head, taking the tip of his cock fully inside my mouth.

When I added my tongue back into the mix, his hips arched upwards, and I took the moment to take his cock deeper as I eased another finger inside along with the first.

I worked him over with two fingers until he was tugging at my hair and begging for another.

I was honestly stunned by how well he was taking it, not even flinching when I added a third finger.

In fact, he arched into my touch, rolling his hips down against my hand, and I had to release his dick from my mouth and grip my cock tightly while I took deep, measured breaths to calm myself, because it was so fucking hot.

“Do you want another? I’m bigger than this, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

He shook his head. “No. I want your dick. Give it to me.”

“Say please.”

“Fuck you. Get inside me.”

The back and forth between us was helping to distract us both from the nerves that had returned. Carefully removing my fingers, I rolled the condom over my erection before adding a generous coating of lube. “How do you want to do this? Want to go on your stomach? Ride me? Or stay this way?”

“Any. All. Fuck it, let’s start with me on my stomach.” He turned over, and I was treated to the sight of his gorgeous ass flexing, spread wide and ready for me.

“Charlie. You have no idea. No. Idea.” I felt fucking dizzy with lust for this man. As I began to ease inside, smoothing my hand down his back, I had to bite down hard on the inside of my cheek to distract myself from how fucking perfectly he was taking my cock.

“Move. Fuck me,” Charlie begged when I was all the way in, only giving himself about five seconds to adjust, and so I drew backwards before rolling my hips down again, fucking him at a slow, careful pace.

Nothing had ever felt as good as the drag of my cock inside him as I thrust in and out, Charlie pushing back against me, our combined pace increasing as our movements grew more confident.

“Harder.” Charlie shifted his hips up, and I adjusted the pillow, pushing it more firmly beneath him, and then I got my hand down between us so I could get a hand on his cock. With my next thrust, he cried out, his body jerking against mine. “Oh, fuck . Do that again. Right there.”

“Yeah?” I thrust in again, and again, and again, until I was fucking him hard and fast, both our moans were constant, and the pillow and my hand were wet with his precum.

There was no possible way I could last. I didn’t even have a hope of staving off my orgasm.

“Gonna come,” I rasped, and before I could even catch my breath, I was unloading into the condom, my cock pulsing for what felt like an endless amount of time as I shook against Charlie.

“Fucking hell. You coming inside me. So hot,” he panted. “Let me come all over your abs.”

My few remaining brain cells processed his words. Fuuuck. He was going to mark me with his release.

I pulled out of him and rolled onto my back.

Charlie wasted no time in shifting onto my thighs.

There was a deep flush on his cheekbones, and his eyes were hazy, the green swallowed by his pupils.

Biting down on his lip, he got his hand around his dick and stroked hard and fast until his cock jerked in his grip.

His abs contracted as he threw his head back, stripes of cum shooting over my abs and chest. My own cock gave a weak throb at the sight, and if I hadn’t just emptied my balls, I was sure I would have come from that completely fucking erotic sight.

Collapsing onto me, he pressed the side of his face into my throat, his rapid breaths evening out as I stroked up and down his sweaty back. When he began to lazily mouth at my jaw, I tapped his ass lightly with my fingers.

“Shift over a bit so I can get this condom off.”

“Nrgh,” he mumbled, and I laughed through a sudden yawn.

“I don’t think that was English.”

“Tired.” He rolled onto his side, meeting my eyes. “You’re amazing.”

I liked him so, so much.

“You are.” I reached out, rubbing my thumb over the heated skin of his cheekbone. “Best sex I’ve ever had.” It was far too honest for two people who were just supposed to be fucking around, but he had to know just how special he was.

His cheeks flushed even darker, warming beneath the pad of my thumb.

“Me too.” He tugged his lip between his teeth as he trailed his fingers up my abs, smearing his cum around.

After a moment, he glanced up at me again.

“I discovered something about myself as well. I like having a dick in my ass. A lot. Even the bit at the beginning where you stretched me out. I liked the burn. Fuck, I love dick.”

“ My dick,” I growled, suddenly possessive, and his eyes widened. His lips curved upwards.

“Yeah. Your dick.” His fingers moved, and I realised he was using his cum to draw a heart shape on my skin. “Your dick, attached to you, you sexy, possessive fucker.”

“I’m not possessive.” It was a lie. I was…of him. I’d never been this way before.

Flashing me a grin, he drew another heart, but when he started drawing stick figures, I clamped my hand down over his, stilling his motions. “My abs are not a canvas, and your cum is not paint.”

“Says you. Yet I’m here drawing pictures all over you.” He rolled back on top of me again, trapping our hands between us.

“You’re a menace, Charlie B,” I said, lifting my head to kiss the tip of his nose.

“You’re the menace. Remember, you’re an actual criminal. You pickpocketed me and mugged me.”

Giving me no time to respond, he slanted his mouth over mine, and really, that was the best way to shut us both up.

My mind drifted as the events of the day caught up with me, and I let myself enjoy the feel of his slow, soft kisses as he pressed me down into the mattress, my body boneless and spent.

Eventually, he rolled off me, carefully cleaned us both up with a damp washcloth, and took care of the condom. By the time he slipped into bed beside me, I was asleep.