“Really?”
He nodded, watching Izzy unlock the door. “It’s not something he realizes he does, but I’ve noticed over the years. He hasn’t done it to any of my boyfriends before.”
For some reason, that made me flush. “Really?”
He nodded again, and Iz gave us one last wave before slipping inside, so I pulled away.
The closer we got to my house, the more nervous I became. We hadn’t had any privacy to do much more than making out and some heavy petting since we’d started dating, and I absolutely wanted a lot more than that tonight. So the nerves hit me the closer we were to home. Which was ridiculous considering that we’d already had sex, albeit over a year ago, but still. And he’d been to my house, had actually stayed there for a few weeks last year, so there should’ve been no nerves here. Yet, I was nervous enough my hands were shaking as I parked the car.
We got out, and Raph took my hand, immediately saying, “We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, baby. You know that, right?”
I rolled my eyes. “We’ve had sex. More than once, if I remember that night correctly.”
He stepped in front of me so we were chest to chest and growled, “You better remember it.”
I chuckled, and Raph captured my lips with his. I thought it was going to be a fierce kiss, but instead, it was sweet and gentle. I’d learned that I almost never got what I expected to get from him in terms of what kind of passion he was throwing my way. It kept me on my toes, and I loved it.
The longer he kissed me tenderly like that, the more my nerves calmed, and I realized he was doing it on purpose to stop my panic. When he released my lips, he rested his forehead against mine and cupped my cheeks, rubbing his thumbs over my skin. “Better?”
I nodded.
“It still stands. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. If all you want to do is watch TV when we get in there, that’s fine. If all you want to do is sleep beside each other, that’s fine, too. Or I can sleep on the couch. Anything you’re comfortable with.” He kissed me softly. “I promise I won’t be upset as long as I get to spend some time alone with you.”
I groaned. “How are you being so sweet—romantic—lately?”
He barked out a laugh. “No idea. You make it easy, though, because I want you to be happy.”
“Oh my god.” I pushed his chest. “Go. Go inside now. I want you naked.”
With a chuckle, he grabbed my hand and led me up my porch to my front door. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, and I felt his hardening cock against my ass. As I rubbed my butt on him a little, I dropped my keys and bent to pick them up. Of course, Raph took that opportunity to smack my ass, making us both laugh.
“Dick,” I said before turning around and planting a hard kiss on his lips.
He winked before I concentrated on opening the door. Once I finally got it unlocked, I looked over my shoulder. Raph was standing there with his hands on my hips, but he was staring across the street.
“What?”
He snapped his head around.
“Something wrong?”
He looked back across the street for a long moment before shaking his head and saying, “Nah. I thought I saw something, but there’s nothing there.”
“Okay…”
He smiled and pressed his chest to my back, bringing his lips to my ear as his deep voice rumbled against my back. “You still want me naked?” I nodded rigorously. “Then get your ass inside.”
With another laugh, I pulled him in.
We crashed together as soon as I locked the door and our shoes were off, and I laughed against his lips as he nibbled and sucked on mine. He yanked my shirt over my head, throwing it to the floor, so I did the same to his and pushed him toward the stairs. When we got to them, I nudged him until he went up a couple of steps, but then I decided he wasn’t naked enough, and I yanked his belt loose and started on his pants.
As soon as I could, I pulled his pants and boxers down on his thighs until I was staring at Raph’s huge, gorgeous cock. His dick was definitely in proportion to the rest of him, which meant it was huge.
Flicking my eyes up his body, I found him staring down at me as he ran his hand through my hair. Maintaining eye contact, I slowly wrapped my lips over the head of his cock, swirling my tongue around, and he groaned, a deep growl in his chest that egged me on. To torture him a little, I very slowly started taking him deeper into my mouth. Before I was even halfway down his length, I could tell he was fighting with himself, so I took pity on him and pushed his cock to the back of my throat. The deep moan that rumbled out of him made my own cock twitch.
I sucked and licked him, keeping eye contact the entire time, and after a minute, he pushed me off and pulled me to my feet. He had to hold me up to keep me from stumbling on the stairs.
“I’m gonna blow if you don’t stop,” he muttered before capturing my lips in a hard, deep kiss.
“Kinda the point there, big guy,” I said.
He reached down to grab my ass. “I’d rather have a go at this beauty.”
I chuckled and reached around him to slap his ass. “Maybe I wanna go at yours tonight.”
He groaned, squeezing my ass and pulling me farther up the staircase. He kissed me sloppily until we reached the top, then pushed me against the wall in the hall and began undoing my pants. He had no trouble stripping me out of my pants and boxer briefs.
Leaning back, he stared into my eyes as he stuck his fingers in my mouth, and I licked them, getting them nice and wet. When he removed his fingers, he reclaimed my mouth, sucking on my tongue, and his hand found its way between me and the wall. One of his fingers pressed against my hole, circling it and making me shiver with want. He teased me until I pushed my ass back against his hand, and with a smirk on his face, he pressed his digit inside.
I groaned, and he leaned in to suck on my neck, probably leaving hickeys. Normally, I’d care, but that was tomorrow’s problem. That was what scarves were for, right?
When he curled his finger and found my prostate, all other thoughts went out the window. He only teased me there a couple of times before he went back to circling my hole again. I whimpered at him, and he smirked again, nibbling on my bottom lip. His finger pressed in, brushed my prostate a few more times while his other hand fondled my balls, his mouth sucking on my nipple. But then he pulled back again.
Groaning in frustration, I breathlessly said, “Fine, fine, your turn.” I yanked him into a searing kiss. “But I get your ass next time. Yeah?”
His brown eyes were bright, almost flicking with gold. “Whatever you want, baby.”
He kissed me again, in that passionate way that made me feel like the sexiest, most wanted man on the planet, while also making me feel like he cared about and cherished me. I swore he was the only person that could make that combination work.
Grabbing my hips, he walked me back toward my bedroom, and didn’t stop until he’d pushed me onto my back on the bed.
“We don’t need a condom, baby. I can’t pass you anything or vice versa.”
“We used condoms last time,” I breathed out.
“You thought I was human last time.”
“That’s… fucking weird to think about.” I laughed and pressed my lips to his in a hard kiss. “I trust you.”