I don’t need to be told twice. I scramble to my feet and approach Jai. With the last of the lube, I slick up his condom-covered cock and toss the packet aside before climbing on top of him again.
I feel him pressing against my entrance and I push down, letting out a groan as he inches inside of me, his deliciously thick cock filling me perfectly.
“God, you feel incredible,” I gasp out.
“Likewise…Jesus.” He throws his head back against the sofa, a groan escaping his parted lips as I start to move. “Fuck yes…ride me…”
I lean forward, grabbing hold of the top of the sofa, either side of Jai’s head, and use that to balance myself as I ride his cock, bouncing up and down and swiveling my hips and fucking myself into a frenzy on his incredible dick.
“Fuck…Jesus…” Jai’s grip is iron-clad on my hips, his expression one of complete debauchery as he lets me use him, taking his own pleasure in the process. “So good…god, you’re so fucking hot like this.”
He slides his hands up my body, over my chest, running his fingers over my nipples before giving them a tight pinch and pulling a strangled groan from my lips.
“Fuck, yes…”
I bend forward, burying my head in his neck and digging my teeth into his skin. The movement traps my straining cock between us, the friction making my head spin.
“So close, kotya…fuck…”
Jai guides my face to meet his, his tongue delving into my mouth as his hand closes around my cock, stroking up and down the shaft with the expert skill that has me toppling over the edge in a matter of moments. My balls draw tight, my body seizes up, and I come in a rush, spilling all over Jai’s hand.
He thrusts up inside me, frantically chasing his own release, and before long he’s tossing his head back, letting out a harsh groan as he spills into the condom.
We stay like that for a long moment, gathering our breath and coming down from the high of our orgasms. Jai presses a kiss to my shoulder, his hands gliding over my back in a gesture that feels reassuring and somewhat possessive. “Fuck, that was amazing,” he says, still a little breathless. “I really don’t want to pull out just yet but I have to ditch the condom.”
I reluctantly climb off him, moving to the other side of the small sofa. He quickly discards the condom and then turns to face me, his expression one of hope mixed with unguarded vulnerability. “Tell me you don’t regret it,” he says. “Promise me you’re not going to start avoiding me again.”
Well, that’s fair…I lean over and press a kiss to the side of his mouth. “I promise. And I’m sorry for how I acted before.” I draw back a little so I can look him in the eyes. “You were right. That night in your room, what you said about me being scared. That’s how I was conditioned to be—to be scared of how I feel, to be ashamed of it.”
Jai’s eyes fall closed, a deep sadness etched in his features. When he opens them, his gaze is locked on mine, his hand coming up to brush across my cheek. “Can you tell me about it?”
I let out a shuddering breath and nod. I nestle closer against him, resting my head in the crook of his neck and throwing my legs over his. His arm comes around to cradle my back and I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so safe.
“The one thing you should know is that he never laid a hand on me. He was never violent; he was just…intimidating. Obedience to the king and crown was something that was instilled in me from a very early age. We may have still been in exile, but as far as my father was concerned, he was the rightful ruler of Korova and he expected strict obedience from his family and staff.
“As a child, nothing I did ever seemed good enough. If I mastered a skill after weeks and weeks of practice it had taken me too long to learn; if I managed it quickly, I was showing off. I was never a natural scholar. I worked hard to make up for it, but my lack of intelligence was a constant source of frustration for my father.”
“You are not unintelligent,” Jai growls, his fingers digging into my skin with his obvious ire.
Warmth floods me at the possessive way he jumps to my defense and I snuggle in even closer to him, my hand lifting to rest against his chest. “It was when I started at Eton that I began to notice my attraction to other boys.”
“How old were you?” Jai asks.
“Twelve.”
“So this was after the reinstatement of the monarchy?”
I smile softly. Of course the history buff would know the exact date the monarchy was restored in Korova. “Yes, that happened the year earlier.” I let out a breath and continue with my story. “As you can imagine, finding myself attracted to other boys confused the hell out of me at first. As far as I knew it wasn’t normal. It certainly wasn’t something that was ever talked about amongst anyone I knew from home. So I ignored it. I pretended it didn’t exist.
“When I was fourteen, I met a boy named Christian. He was the son of a British diplomat and he’d been assigned to tutor me in some of the subjects I was doing particularly poorly in. It didn’t take long to figure out he was like me, and we began to combine our study sessions with some…other activities.
“But then the term ended and Christian didn’t return the following year. His father had been posted farther away and wanted his son at a school closer to him. I assumed that would be the end of it, until about six months later Christian accompanied his father on a visit to Korova.
“I was so excited to see him
