"Gideon!" I called. "Harder, faster!" I demanded. He gave me exactly that. I wrapped my free arm around his back and held on as the tension grew and grew until I was sure I would snap in two.
"Come for me, baby," Gideon demanded against my mouth. At the same time, he slipped his finger between my crease and brushed it over my hole. I screamed as the orgasm ripped through me. It was so violent that it almost bordered on painful. I saw only darkness behind my eyelids even though my eyes were open, and for once, I welcomed it. Every nerve ending came alive as my body jerked and thrashed beneath Gideon's weight. I could feel the heat of my own release pooling on my belly and dripping down my cock. Gideon continued to thrust against me as his finger played with my opening, prolonging the orgasm for what seemed like an eternity. When my body finally stopped jerking, I sank into the mattress, dropping my arm from Gideon's waist and letting my legs fall open.
I was aware of Gideon's lips pressing kisses to my temple, my cheeks, my mouth. But I couldn't return any of them. I felt wrung out.
By the time I came back to myself, it could have been minutes or hours for all I knew. Although I still remembered every word Gideon and I had exchanged during our little semi-fight, I was just too damn happy to make an issue of it. The reality was that I’d told Gideon exactly what I’d wanted, and he’d given it to me without hesitation. Even now, I could feel Gideon's hardness against my own flaccid dick, so I knew he hadn't come. It would've been easy enough for him to push himself inside of me and get himself off while getting me off too, but he'd made the last several minutes about my pleasure and only mine.
"You okay?" Gideon asked as he pressed those now much-wanted butterfly kisses against my mouth.
I nodded. I waited for him to mock my earlier argument that it wasn't okay for me to expect things when it came to my lovers, but all he did was continue to cherish me with his mouth and his hands.
"Good," he said after a long pause. He left the bed only long enough to grab a wet washcloth which he cleaned us both off with, then his mouth was on mine again. "You ready for round two?"
Chapter Twenty-Two
Gideon
Lex’s eyes actually bugged out just the tiniest bit before he opened his mouth like he was going to say something. But then he slung his arm around my neck and dragged me down for a kiss. Despite his clear exhaustion, he kissed me with fervor as his hands roamed over my back.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he murmured against my mouth when his feet rubbed against the jeans that I still had wrapped around my legs. Before I even had a chance to agree, Lex was pushing at my shoulders. I gave in to his silent command and rolled onto my back. Even though he was lighter than me, it was still strange to have a substantial weight pressing me into the mattress. Serena had barely weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet, so I wasn’t used to the feel of anything heavier. Not to mention the other not-so-subtle differences like the body hair and well-defined muscles.
And, oh yeah, the rapidly filling dick that was mashed up against mine.
I loved every single one of those differences.
Especially because it was Lex’s sweet body that was covering mine.
I slid my hands down to cup his tight ass as he kissed me. I willed my eager cock to settle because I didn’t want a repeat of coming like a horny teenager who couldn’t control himself. But Lex wasn’t making it easy. He’d seemingly gotten sidetracked in his effort to rid me of my remaining clothes and was currently working his way down my body. When his mouth got precariously close to my dick again, I grabbed his upper arm and pulled him back up. Then I rolled him beneath me and covered his mouth with mine as I kicked my jeans the rest of the way off.
“I would have gotten there eventually,” Lex complained as his fingers skimmed down my sides.
“No, you wouldn’t have,” I responded. I ground my hips against his when he opened his mouth, presumably to protest. He let out a harsh groan instead and then his fingertips were biting into my shoulder blades.
“Fuck, Gideon,” he cried out when I did the move again.
I could feel Lex’s dick against mine, so I knew he’d be ready to go again in no time. I had every intention of going into that abyss of pleasure together this time around, but I also wasn’t going to rush it. I had yet to truly explore Lex’s body the way I wanted.
I stopped grinding against him and captured his complaint before he could voice it. This time, I kissed him languidly. I settled my hands on each side of his head as I tasted him. Lex’s fingers carded through my hair. When I broke the kiss, Lex said, “Gideon?”
“Yeah?”
Lex’s fingers continued to toy with my hair. “What color is your hair?”
“It’s black,” I said.
Lex’s fingers continued to roam over my scalp and I quickly realized why. He was trying to figure out how long my hair was.
The fact that I hadn’t even considered that he had no clue what I looked like had me feeling guilty. I’d never thought to offer to let him “see” me by touching me. “I’m sorry, I should have given you a chance to feel what I looked like.”
Lex’s gaze shifted from looking in the vicinity of my shoulder to my face. “Why?” he asked.
“Because…” I began but paused as a sudden bout of insecurity went through me. “I’m not a young man,” I murmured. “My hair is black, but there’s some gray in there too. And I’m not exactly in the same shape as I was in when I was in my twenties—”
I abruptly stopped talking when one of Lex’s hands slipped between our bodies. His fingers came precariously close to my cock, but he ended up rubbing my stomach instead. “Can’t even pinch an inch,” he said casually. “At least not on your—”
I laughed and grabbed his hand before he could test his theory elsewhere. “That’s enough of that,” I reprimanded. I kissed his fingers before pressing them against my chest.
Lex smiled and then began stroking the body hair there. I didn’t interrupt him as he continued his exploration. He lovingly traced every curve and plane of my upper body until his fingers reached my jaw. His eyes slipped shut as he began following the outline of my features. When his fingertips skimmed over my lips, I couldn’t help but kiss them. The smile that spread across Lex’s features was the softest, most contented-looking smile I’d ever seen.
When his eyes opened again, they were looking straight at me. “You’re so beautiful, Gideon,” he said softly.
I knew just by the way he said the words that he wasn’t talking about my physical looks. His declaration had the emotions clogging in my throat. “Fuck, Lex,” I breathed as I leaned down and kissed him. Since I couldn’t find the words to tell him what I was feeling, I tried to show him instead.
After that, we let our bodies do the talking for us. I finally got the chance to cherish Lex’s body the way I’d been craving, but I was too far gone in my need for him to do as much as I wanted.
“I need you,” I growled as I moved up from where I’d been kissing his navel.
“My wallet,” Lex croaked as his hands moved desperately over my back and he began lifting his hips up to try and grind our dicks together. “Condom and lube in it,” he added.