He nodded jerkily.
“Good. I’m going to suck your dick now. If I do something you don’t like”—I saw the immediate negative in his eyes, yet I persisted—“it’s possible, I swear, so if I do something you don’t like, tell me to stop and I will. Okay?”
“Okay, shit, anything you want, just—”
“I didn’t tell you to talk,” I interjected smoothly, pulling a little harder on his balls. “Just nod, Dominic.” He nodded. “Good.” I leaned over him, bent down, and took his cock into my mouth. He made a strangled sound, which was nice. I did like to be appreciated.
His smooth, slick head bumped the back of my throat, more than enough to make me choke if I wasn’t careful. Sometimes I liked that, but not the first time around, not before I knew what my partner enjoyed. I didn’t want to freak Dominic out by coughing and gagging if that was going to break the mood. I backed off a little, tasting him with my tongue, pressing into his slit and withdrawing, all the while holding him perfectly still with both hands.
The sounds he made were almost as delicious as he was, little gasps and bitten-off exclamations that made me feel like I was doing this right, like I was making it as good for him as I wanted it to be, as good as it was for me. This was what I liked best, when it came to sex—giving satisfaction, becoming a source of pure pleasure for my partner. Getting off was amazing, but it didn’t feel as good after the fact as looking at my lover and seeing them lie there blissed-out with a smile on their face.
I sucked harder, rolled the hand holding his balls a little, and ended up swallowing some more pre-cum a second later. I kept my grip tight on his base but loosened up on his balls, cradling them and feeling them tighten and retract, then pulling them down again just far enough that I could work them in my hand. I let them go after a few minutes and slid my hand a little farther back, just to see how he felt about that.
Dominic moaned and tried to spread his legs farther apart, so I guessed that could be a go at some point. I pulled off and asked, “You like that? Being touched there? Fingered? Tell me.”
He nodded frantically. “Yeah, I like that. You could fuck me, I want that, I’d love it…”
“I’d love to do it,” I said honestly, “but not right now. Right now, I’m going to get you off.” Any skin that was bare was sheened with sweat, his lips were so red from being bitten I was afraid he’d bite through one if I teased much longer, and his bare ass moved restlessly against the bedspread.
No more talking. I wrapped my lips around the head and worked the shaft with my hand, relaxing my tight grip in favor of something that moved, that would tantalize and also gratify. It was a rhythm designed to take Dominic to orgasm quickly, ramp him up and make him crest fast and hard. It worked—less than a minute later, he stiffened even more, and I pulled my head back just in time to watch his dick shoot all over his bare abs. He whined a little with each spurt of release, and by the time he was done coming, his arms were done holding him up. He fell fully onto the bed, panting heavily.
I stood up and pulled my sweatpants down and off then climbed over Dominic and hovered over his body as I gripped my dick with one hand. The room felt so warm now…or maybe that was just me. “Can I come on you?” I asked tightly, fisting my dick.
“Fuck yes,” he said hoarsely then reached up and wrapped his hand around mine.
I ground down into his lap, balanced over his groin like I was riding his cock, and we worked me to orgasm. My come joined his, and warm, sweet lassitude spread through my body as I finally relaxed. I laid down beside him on my back and gave myself a final squeeze before letting go completely.
“That was…”
I cracked an eye open and glanced his way. “Good?”
“Fucking amazing.”
I grinned. “Yeah, I think so, too.”
“Do you do that a lot?”
Uh-oh. I just wanted to bask in the afterglow, not get slutshamed. “Do what?”
“Not let the other person do as much as you do.”
“Oh.” Well, that wasn’t as bad as I’d been expecting. “Not all the time, but I tend to like it that way when I’ve never been with someone before.”
Dominic was blushing—or maybe he was still flushed from orgasm, I couldn’t be sure—but he persisted, saying, “Next time, I want to go down on you.”
“Deal,” I said instantly. He relaxed a little at that, and I was pleased I’d made the right call. Shit, it wasn’t like I didn’t want a blowjob. I just wanted to go there first. Maybe that made me a bit of a control freak, but I was fine with owning that.
We laid there for another few minutes, soaking in the blast from the space heater, until Dominic finally looked down at his stomach. “Ugh,” he said then pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and used it to wipe himself clean. He threw it into the basket in the corner. “So.” He looked at me. “Want to try again with a different movie? I promise I won’t fall asleep.”
I laughed. Well, five minutes of basking was better than nothing. “Sure, why not?” I said between chuckles. “I’ve got more than just classics, too. We can watch something from this century even, if you want.”
“The new Batman?”
“Sure, but which one is the new one?” I couldn’t keep track of all the modern iterations of Batman. I’d divided them into two groups—eyeshadow and no eyeshadow, and I still lost track after that.
“Whichever one you find first. Want some hot cocoa?”
“That sounds amazing, thank you.” I settled in to see what my streaming service had to offer.
“Hey, Max?”
Something in Dominic’s voice compelled me to make eye contact with him. “Yeah?”
“I had a great time today.”
And now it was almost over. A few movies and another night in bed together, and then I’d be on the road to New York and he’d be staying here, working and helping Hal with the girls and evicting rodents from his house. It felt kind of surreal to think about being anywhere else, actually, we’d gotten along so well. “Me, too.”
He leaned in and kissed me, softer now, sweeter, yet still with an edge of hunger that I loved to feel. “I’m glad,” he said when it finally ended. “Thanks.”
I gave him a gentle peck. “My pleasure,” I said, and I meant it a hundred percent. “Absolutely my pleasure.”
Chapter Eight
Dominic
I dropped Max off at Hal’s Monday morning while it was still dark out. I parked with a soft crunch of snow beneath the tires then pulled the emergency brake. “So…”