Page 49 of Moonlight Hearts

He clicked his tongue.“You’re thinking too much.You shouldn’t be thinking too much when we’re fucking, Amory.Bad habit.”

“Can’t I think about you?”

He ran his free hand over my cock, his fingers working me in such a way that thoughts and breath and reason momentarily left me.I gasped, a high-pitched noise of pleasure and need escaping me.

“There, that’s better.You shouldn’t be thinking about me when I’m right in front of you.You should be patient and wait until I’m done with you before you do any more thinking.”

I dug my heels into the couch, my legs moving of their own accord.

Soyer smirked, his finger relentlessly stimulating my cockhead.“Much better.That’s much better, Amory.”

Giving me a pleased look, he lowered himself onto my cock.I wanted to tell him that we should get lube, that I didn’t want him to hurt with just spit to help this along, but when I opened my mouth, I ended up gasping.He was spearing himself on me, first tight, then soft and warm, and it felt even better than his mouth.

Colors were dancing in front of my eyes, and when they cleared, he looked satisfied, not like someone who’d had his cake, but like someone who knew all the cake was his and he could take his time with it.Despite whatever society said about our respective roles and how we were doing this, he was in charge, and he enjoyed it.

“Come on, don’t make me wonder whether or not you’ll faint from this,” he said, the melody of his voice all I could hear.“Hands on my hips, Amory.”

I moved to obey, but flinched when he bent forward and pinched my nipples, that mischievous grin illuminating his face.

“I-I can’t… Soyer.”

“You can.You feel really good, you know that?Just stay where you are and enjoy.”

As if I could’ve moved.He started to though, using his hips and muscular thighs to set a slow rhythm that wasn’t quite enough to make me come outright.It gave me a view of him getting what he wanted and enjoying it.He was biting his lip much like I had done, but I was sure he looked better doing it, more in charge, like he knew what he wanted.

And what he wanted, he was going to get.

He moaned low, the sound seemingly incidental as he was still focused on me, on using his fingers on my nipples, going hard enough to get me to focus on that and nothing else for a while.

“Eyes on me.Eyes on me, Amory.”

I blinked and looked back at him, not sure when my lids had fallen shut or which sensation had done it.Soyer leaned back with his hands on my knees, giving me the perfect view of his muscular abdomen and chest.Always, always, he was pulling my gaze to him.He was inescapable, final in the best of ways.

A soft sheen of sweat added even more highlights and definition to him, and as I watched, I could tell he was letting himself go, done playing and teasing.

I dug my fingers into his thighs as he sped up, still powerless to do anything to make him feel good.The friction increased, and before I’d even realized what was coming, my orgasm hit me, my balls tightening impossibly before I came inside him in wave after wave, that tense tightness around me still stimulating as if he wanted me to give him everything I had.

When I was nearly done, I saw him reach for his own flushed cock.He got himself off in seconds, but it was like magic, watching his hand perform nearly mechanically yet looking so enticing.When he came, his cum got all over me, all over my shirt, and for once, I didn’t even feel guilty about it.

Chapter Fifteen

Iwasreadytoadmit that sex with Soyer was great, but the mess after usually wasn’t.Soyer, the mind reading ability he denied having in full effect, had suggested we take a bath together rather than a shower, and I’d caught myself before I could find a reason to tell him no.

“Are you sure I’m not too heavy?”I asked, leaning against him.I was sitting between his legs, the warm water and bubbles almost up to my chin, his hand on my chest as if he wanted to feel the beating of my heart.Steam had fogged the bathroom mirror and the glass wall dividing the tub from the shower.

“Worrier.Are you comfortable?”

“I just asked you that.”

He hooked one of his legs over mine, making the bubbles shimmer.“No, you were worrying unnecessarily.Answer my question, Amory.”

I smiled, hiding it in the bubbles even if he couldn’t see me.“I am.This isn’t so bad.”

He snorted.“Not so bad.I’ll keep you in here until you turn into a raisin.”

“Then you’ll be a raisin too.”

“We’ll be raisins together.I don’t mind that.”He kissed my shoulder and nuzzled my neck.I felt his breath against my skin, got goose bumps from it even in the warm water.“I noticed you seemed standoffish with the new manager.”