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Chapter 29

Jahmar

“ W hat the hell happened in here?” I ask, staring at my apartment in horror.

“I’ll clean it up, sorry. When you did a runner, I may have searched your place for clues about where you went,” Anders rambles, looking sheepish.

“And how did that work out for you?” Bending down, I pick up a box of Cheerios. Half are spilt over the kitchen floor.

Such a little psycho, though I find it slightly endearing that he was so eager to find me.

“Well, I found you, didn’t I?”

“Yeah, after harassing my mum.”

“I did not. She was glad we came over, actually. You were dodging her calls, too.” His brows form a harsh line.

I grin at him so he knows I’m joking, and he gives me a light shove.

“You’re such an arse.”

Wrapping my arms around his waist, he pretends to squirm—like there’s anywhere else he’d rather be.

“It was pretty romantic; well, apart from when you punched me in the face and bent me over a pool table.”

He chuckles against my shoulder and then bites down harder than what would be considered cute.

“Ow, so feisty.”

“Personally, I think it was a pretty appropriate love declaration considering how this thing between us started,” Anders says with a smug look.

I make a ‘hmm’ sound.

“What’s that sound for?” He leans back to take me in properly.

“You haven’t actually told me you love me yet,” I complain.

Anders’ face falls, and I almost feel bad for putting him on the spot.

Eventually, he speaks up. “Sometimes actions speak louder than words.”

I have no doubt he loves me, but maybe he needs a little time to muster up the courage to say it out loud. We’ve been on one hell of a ride, after all.

“Right, come on, let’s clean this up; then I’m ordering Chinese and after, I’m shagging that dimple.

Anders rolls his eyes, but that dimple sure does pop as he slyly smiles.

“So, how do you want to do this?” Anders asks as I straddle his lean chest while pinning his arms above his head. It’s fun to be on top for once.

“I don’t know. I’ve never fucked a dimple before.”

He chuckles, and it vibrates through his chest, flowing through my thighs. Such a glorious sound; every time I hear it, I fall deeper and deeper for him.

His dimple comes out, and I can already imagine my cum swimming in the little crater.

“Maybe I could suck you off like this, and when you get close, make me smile, and then you can prod it until you come.” Anders puffs a laugh.

“This sounded a lot sexier in my head,” I joke, poking his dimple with my forefinger until he’s literally giggling. For a grumpy arsehole, he’s fucking adorable when he wants to be.

He eventually stops laughing when I climb up on my knees and start stroking myself over his head. Pre-cum forms at the tip, threatening to dribble on his forehead.

“Suck my balls, sweetheart.”

He doesn’t miss a beat, leaning up and chasing my sack, eager as ever. As soon as his silky tongue swirls around one of my testicles, my body tenses. His hands clamp onto my arse cheeks as he vigorously sucks my ball like it’s a Werther’s Original.

Anders’ fingers creep closer to my hole as he spreads me open. His middle finger tickles my rim, and my hips buck, causing my ball to pop out of his mouth.

I lean back and guide my glistening tip to his puffy lips. “Open up, little lion. I know you’re hungry.”

Anders unlocks his jaw and stretches his mouth wider than what’s probably comfortable. He’s so good to me. I drag my seeping end over his pink tongue. A moan that climbs deep from his chest sends vibrations along my cock. I close my eyes, trying to control myself as his tongue swirls around the end.

The tip of his finger breaches my hole, eliciting a deep moan from me. I was smart enough to lube up before we started, so it slips in delightfully.

He closes his lips around me, engulfing my length in the heat of his perfect mouth.

“Yesss,” I hiss as he takes my cock in shallow, tongue-focused sucks. His tongue is everywhere at once, under, to the side and above every inch of my throbbing cock. He’s sucked me before, but today he’s pulling out all the stops. Dragging me closer, most of my shaft disappears as he works me into a frenzy. Anders looks up at me; dark blond eyelashes flicker as tears form in the corner of his ocean eyes.

“Can I fuck your face?”

He nods around my dick, giving me all the confirmation I need. I feel his hips moving behind me and take a look, he’s practically fucking the air. His beautiful bent cock is flushed red, desperate to slip inside of me. I’m almost tempted to pull out of his mouth and sink back onto him, but that dimple is getting fucked tonight; that’s my priority.

I pull all the way out, and Anders releases a needed moan. “Give me that back,” he demands.

I chuckle at his little frown. When I don’t do as he says, he slams another finger inside me in retaliation, making me yelp.

“You little shit,” I pant as I roll my hips on his fingers.

“Gimme,” Anders whines, pulling me forward with the other hand on my hip.

I glide my hands through his hair until I’m gripping his skull. If he wants a face fucking, that’s what he’ll get.

“If it gets too much, tap my thigh twice, alright?”

“Yes, fuck, please. Just choke me already.”

I suck in air through my teeth at his filthy words. He’s fucking perfect. We’re perfect.

I’ve been able to play out every dirty and deranged fantasy I’ve ever had with this man—fantasies I didn’t even know I had before him. He fulfills me in every way possible. Anders fills my heart and my hole like nothing else. He’s it for me.

Holding my cock, I rub it along his moist, slightly parted lips, painting them with pre-cum. His plush tongue peeks out, and he moans as I coat it with my taste.

Unable to take anymore, I feed him my length, pushing all the way in until my curly pubes smother his face and my balls rest against his chin. I hold him there momentarily until his face reddens, and he squirms. Pulling out all the way, he gasps, but it doesn’t seem like he’s choking.

“You never told me you could deep throat.”

“Probably because I knew you’d wanna fucking live in my throat if I did.” Anders lets out a raspy chuckle, raising an eyebrow at me before slipping a third finger past my rim.

“Shit,” I cry out at the subtle burn, laced with pleasure.

I ram my dick back into his throat without warning and go hard now I know he can take it. With his fingers in my arse and my cock wrapped in his mouth, pressure builds in no time. Being fucked from both ends is fucking blissful.

Anders’ eyes pour, and he dribbles as I fuck his face with abandon. The gurgles, slurps, and moans he makes around my cock are criminal. Usually, I’m the one to put on a show; tonight, he’s the star. A truly Oscar-worthy performance. How am I only just discovering he sucks cock like a champ?

I’m dangerously close, so I know I need to pull out and give that dimple the attention it secretly craves. Slipping out of his mouth, he smiles at me sweetly like he knows what’s coming. Tipping his face to the side so I can fuck his dimple, Anders eyes close, and he looks fucking blissed out as I grip my cock and rub it against his face. His smile grows wider, and that perfect fucking dimple blooms. I pump my hips, fucking his dimple as best as I can, catching my tip on the groove of the divot and painting it in pre-cum.

“Come for me, baby,” he murmurs. My balls pull up tight, and I unload all over my new favourite hole at his command.

Obscene amounts of cum pump from me, drenching not only his dimple but the rest of his face. Anders moans with me like he’s the one coming.

My legs tremble like crazy, and I can barely keep myself up as I ride the wave of my orgasm, but I want every single drop on his face. I pull my dick, squeeze the end and wring it dry. My hole pulses around his digits.

“Jesus Christ, that was so hot,” I pant, sweat trickling down my spine.

He wiggles his fingers inside of me, making me whine before they slip free. I shuffle backwards and sink onto his solid cock even though I’m sensitive as hell. No way is he not coming as well.

We agreed to scrap condoms once we got back together, and I’ve never been more fucking glad as his bare, curved cock drags across my prostate.

“Oh god,” Anders moans as my heat squeezes him.

I start riding his cock in smooth, delectable strokes, then lean down to swallow his moans. Our tongues battle for dominance as I rock my hips back and forth on his rigid length.

When I pull back, I push his face to the side and drag my tongue across his dimple, drinking my own cum. I lap at his face until there’s nothing left, then kiss him and fuck him like I never have before. It’s seductively slow and intense. This isn’t just sex, this is falling in love .

Time blurs as we continue to fuck. Speeding up a little and then slowing down right as we’re about to come. It’s brutally beautiful, like nothing I’ve ever experienced.

“I don’t want this to end,” I whisper against his swollen lips.

“Me neither. Fuck, Jay, I can’t even describe it. I could die right here, buried inside of you.”

The space behind my nose tickles, and a tear falls before I can stop it. Anders rolls us over so he’s on top, still deep inside of me.

“I never thought I’d have this,” I whisper on a choked sob.

He swipes my tears while fucking me gently it’s almost too much to bear. Leaning down, he kisses my nose, then my cheeks and brows. He litters me with tenderness I don’t feel I truly deserve.

“Me too, but we have it. It’s ours to keep.”

I release a shaky breath before baring my soul. “I love you, Anders.”

His fingers wind around my springy curls, and he smiles so brightly I almost feel my chest split open. Love pours from me.

“I love you too, baby.”

Our lips collide in a kiss that seals our fate.

He’s mine, and I’m his for as long as he’ll have me. I can only hope that it’s forever.