Rhythm of Us: Book 2 Of The Fated Hearts Series (24 page)

I gave his pubic hair a little tug while I licked his erection from root to tip, making sure to linger on the piercing before I sucked the crown of his dick inside my mouth. I was thankful he hadn’t taken away all my fun by removing all of his piercings. Xavier writhed on the bed beneath me, chanting my name in reverence. He had a white-knuckled grip on the soft duvet cover beneath his body and his head tossed from side to side on the pillow.

“Ben!” Xavier shouted my name when I took his full length deep inside my mouth. “Won’t last.” I pulled off slowly then lowered my mouth to lick and lap at his tight scrotum before sucking his testicles in my mouth one at a time. He leaned over and I heard him open the bedside table drawer. “Here.” Xavier’s words were followed by a thump on the bed beside me.

I reached for the lube he tossed at me, opened the bottle, and drizzled some on my fingers. I sat back on my heels and spread his long, lean legs wider so I could see the puckered entrance to my own personal nirvana. Xavier squirmed when I teased his nerve-laden entrance with a lubed finger in lazy circles, around and around.

Low growls emanated from his throat as he raised his greedy hips, trying to impale himself on my finger. Those growls of frustration turned into howls of pleasure when I slid one finger inside him all the way to my second knuckle on the first pass. Xavier’s greedy hole sucked so tightly around my digit that I feared I’d lose control and come as soon as I slid my dick inside him.

“You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my dick.” I slid my finger in and out of him, torturously slow. I soaked in every sound he made while my eyes greedily drank him in. I then slipped two fingers inside him, circling and stretching him while I teased his prostate with every inward thrust.

“Please, Ben. Just . . . I need more.”

Two fingers became three as I worked him until he was pliable and ready. I slid on the condom he provided and slicked up my dick before I pressed it to his trembling opening that begged for my penetration. I pushed gently until my dick passed through the tight ring. I stopped for a minute to let him adjust to my girth.

“Ben.” Xavier’s voice was laced with pleasure and need. His eyes were wide with wonder and his mouth was parted so that his breath escaped him in shallow gasps. “Don’t stop.”

I couldn’t move for several seconds, because I wanted to burn our joining in my brain. I didn’t want to forget a single thing about this moment. Finally, I thrust my hips forward and buried my dick to the hilt in one smooth push. I braced myself on my elbows on either side of his head and lowered my mouth to his, making love to him with both my body and my mouth. My heart threatened to beat out of my chest, but I kept the pace unhurried and controlled.

“So good.” Xavier whimpered against my lips when we broke the kiss to suck in some much needed air.

Need unfurled in my gut, clawing and shredding my insides raw, while my balls threatened to release their heavy load. I gritted my teeth and bunched my muscles to stave off my impending orgasm so I could make this good for Xavier. I didn’t want him to think he was nothing more to me that just another ass to plow. Xavier changed something inside me and I knew I didn’t want to go back to my old ways.

I leaned back and wrapped my hands around Xavier’s thighs, pushed his knees closer to his chest, and placed his ankles on my shoulders. I may not have a piercing to drive him wild, but I had a few tricks up my sleeve that were driven by my need to unravel this man beneath me.

I placed my hands on both sides of his face, captured his mouth, and drove deep inside him on my first downward thrust. I circled my hips, pulled back, and thrust home again. Xavier fisted his hands in my hair and yanked. My mouth captured the sounds of his pleasure as I kept up the pattern of long deep thrusts, followed by slow circles and an even slower retreat.

Xavier’s cock was pressed tight against my stomach and rocked up and down the ridges and valleys of my abs with each push, leaving a trail of pre-cum in its wake. His tight, hot channel clamped down tighter around my cock and his body trembled all over, indicating that his climax loomed near. I could’ve reached between our bodies and jerked his cock to orgasm, but I held back.

Xavier slid his hands down until they reached my shoulder blades and then he curled his fingers into my skin and clawed my back, urging me to fuck us both into the bed until we came. I ignored his attempts to spur me on until he sucked my tongue into his mouth and then nipped it with his sharp teeth.

If Xavier wanted a little rougher play then I would give it to him. I repositioned my knees then let myself have free reign with his pliable, willing body. My cockhead found his gland on every hard thrust home. Later, I’d think about why I referred to Xavier’s body as home, but right then all I could think about was making his eyes roll back in his head from the sheer pleasure I gave him. I needed to make this moment count so that he’d remember it for the rest of his life, no matter what happened between us.

“B-B-Ben.” Xavier stuttered my name as his eyes rolled back in his head, but I didn’t stop to enjoy my victory. I fucked into him harder and deeper, knowing he’d be feeling me for days. “Jesus . . . fuck!” His nails dug deeper into my skin, eliciting a snarling growl out of me while my dick pistoned in and out of him. “Kiss me, please.” Xavier’s soft plea caught me off guard, but I gladly complied.

I pressed my lips against his, relishing the feel of the trembling, soft flesh beneath mine. The tenderness was my undoing. I reached between our bodies and began to stroke his dick in pace with my thrusts and it only took a few pulls before I felt his hot release jet out of his cock and shoot all over my hand and his stomach.

The combination of the scent of his spent seed and his anus tightly squeezing my cock was more than I could take. I threw back my head and roared as my body ripped and splintered in a thousand pieces while the orgasm tore through my body, causing me to jerk and quake as I released deep inside Xavier. I lowered my head and locked my eyes on his while I rode out each wave of pleasure that he gave me.

I opened myself up to him, letting him see my vulnerability and how he impacted me. My chest felt raw with emotions I wouldn’t express. Yet. It seemed like I saw the same emotions in his eyes, but I wouldn’t allow myself to hope. Yet.

I lowered his ankles from my shoulders and lowered my body on top of his. I wanted – no needed – to feel his lips on mine while my body recovered from the overload of sensations I felt. My body was so sensitive that it almost felt burned, but hurting had never felt so good.

I pulled back and rubbed my hand through Xavier’s shorter hair. “I forgot to tell you how much I like your haircut.” I tugged on a few strands. “It’s still long enough for me to pull on when you work my cock over with your pierced tongue.” I couldn’t stop the smirk that followed my statement.

“I packed it with my things and brought it with me.” Xavier traced my nose and lips with a finger and then his eyes met mine. “What kind of recovery time do you need?”

“Not long when you look at me like that,” I answered him honestly. “Shower with me?”

“Sounds like heaven.” Xavier groaned and stretched his body beneath mine, reminding me that my semi-hard dick was still buried inside him.

I eased my dick out of him and lowered myself down for one last kiss. I was cautiously optimistic that Xavier wasn’t kicking me to the curb after our shower. He did ask about my recovery time, so surely that meant he planned to go at least one more round with me that night.

Meow.

Xavier and I jerked apart in surprise. Oliver sat on the bedside table, swishing his tail in apparent irritation. Fuck! We forgot to shut the door and the Wright’s pervy cat not only spied on us, but obviously found our performance lacking in some way.

“Out, Oliver.” Xavier yelled and pointed to the door. Shockingly, the cat did just as Xavier commanded. Xavier looked back at me with a sly grin. “Everybody is a fucking critic these days.”

“No doubt,” I agreed. The bed shook from our fit of laughter over the ridiculousness of the situation. “I gave you my best moves too.”

“I loooooved your moves,” Xavier said. “I’m willing to be your test subject if you feel like you need more practice.” His words reminded me of his first visit to my house where I offered to blow him as often as he liked, to work on my own skills.

It almost felt like we had come full circle and good things were ahead of us. “Deal! Now seal it with a kiss.”

Xavier laid himself over my body and kissed me with a passion that made my toes curl. We sealed the deal with several kisses that spilled over to our shower. Horny men. Hot water. Wet bodies. The shower to get cleaned up turned really, really dirty. We stayed there until the water turned cold and then we dried off and climbed back in the bed.

I wrapped my arms around Xavier and held him close. I had no clue what the next day would bring and for once I did not care; worrying about the next day would deprive me of the beautiful moment I shared with Xavier. His breath fanned across my bare chest as he fell asleep in my arms.

It was everything I never knew I wanted until that moment.

THE MELODY RETURNED
to me full force while I slept soundly in Ben’s arms. It started out as a dream like always, but it became so intense that it woke me from my sleep and continued to play in my head until I got up out of the bed and went in search of my notebook. I sat in the living room with Oliver, who sat on the ottoman swishing his tail, as if he was keeping time for me. I would’ve preferred to be in bed with Ben, but I had to record the music while it was so fresh in my mind.

It seemed like I recorded the music for hours, but in reality it was only about thirty minutes. It had been so long since the music swept me away and kept me prisoner to its demand and it felt unbelievably good. I was certain that I was smiling like a complete goober as I made my way back upstairs to the bedroom I shared with Ben last night.

I stood at the foot of the bed and stared at his sleeping form that was washed in the muted moonlight that snuck in past the miniscule spaces between the blinds. Ben was hugging my pillow as if he subconsciously knew I was gone and he missed me. The thought caused my heart to turn over in my chest, stutter to a stop, and finally beat again, albeit much faster than normal. I refused to think about why the sight of him missing me caused such internal conflict.

Enjoy the moment and quit looking for problems,
I told myself. My brain instantly concocted a way that both Ben and I could enjoy the moment. I grabbed my tongue piercing off of the dresser where I left it and put it in. I climbed back on the bed and eased the covers down Ben’s long body. He was laying on his side facing me and looked so peaceful that I almost felt guilty for waking him. Almost.

I gently pulled the pillow from between his arms and snuggled myself against him in its place. A happy sigh slid from him as he wrapped his strong arms around me. I tucked myself beneath his chin and began to tease and toy with the flesh on his neck by alternating nibbles, licks, and gentle sucking. Ben groaned softly and I moved my mouth up to his strong jawline and followed along the line until I reached his ear. Ben’s arms wrapped around me even tighter when I began sucking his earlobe into my mouth.

“Xavier.” His sleep-roughened voice saying my name caused my heart to summersault inside my chest. “Babe.” That word and the reverent way he spoke it should’ve had me running for my life, but I couldn’t muster the gumption to leave this moment. Instead of running, it had me wanting to climb inside him and nestle up against his heart.

Ben’s erection pressed against my stomach demanding attention, but it would just have to wait. I wanted to take my time to learn every peak and valley of his stunning body. My good intentions were almost derailed when Ben slid his hand down the back of my boxers and began running his fingers up and down the crease of my ass.

Ben reached down with his free hand and pulled my thigh up so that it laid over his hip, bringing our erections into direct contact. Our matching moans of ecstasy echoed around the moonlit room. Ben cupped my ass and pulled my hips toward him at the same time he thrust in to me. It felt so good, that I nearly forgot why I started this seduction. I captured Ben’s lips in a hot, lazy kiss that had my toes curling and my dick leaking. Ben suddenly pulled back from the kiss and captured my chin between his thumb and first finger.