Ali knocks on my partially open door before stepping inside. He’s only wearing the boxers I gave him, and my cock stirs to life under the towel as I study his near naked body.
His flawless brown skin glistens with remnants of shower water. Ali’s body is perfect. He’s cut without being too bulky. His abs are well-defined, and his chest has a dusting of hair across it that screams for my hands to touch.
“Hey.” My voice comes out breathier than I intended.
Ali slowly walks toward me, his eyes perusing my bare torso. “Hey,” he replies.
I stand up. “Did you need different clothes?”
He shakes his head and comes to a stop directly in front of me. “I’ve been dying to touch you, but we’re always in public.”
Before I can say anything, he reaches out and places his hands on my chest before letting them travel lower.
I gulp and lick my lips. “I don’t want you to think we have to do anything.”
“Merrick?”
“Yeah?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
This is the moment I’ve been waiting five years for. I’ve dreamt about this. I’ve thought about how it would feel to have his lips on mine again, and now it’s here. I have to take my time and enjoy it. I don’t know what’s going to happen later, but this has to be perfect.
I close the distance between us, bringing us chest to chest as I softly caress his cheek before cradling the back of his head and threading my fingers through his wet hair.
Angling my head down and to the side, I press my lips against his in a series of soft kisses. I bring my other hand to his lower back because I’m desperate to touch him, and then I lick the seam of his lips. Ali parts them, allowing me access.
My tongue softly dances across his, and when he moans I release my own. Ali’s arms connect around the back of my neck, and because I’m in no mood to rush, I languidly enjoy exploring his mouth with my tongue.
My pulse races, and soon, our soft and sensual kiss begins to turn frenzied. His tongue dips into my mouth and twirls around mine as one of his hands travels down and rests on my ass. I arch my back and let him feel what he’s doing to me.
Ali moans into my mouth, and I pull away just slightly, enough to bite his full bottom lip before swiping my tongue across it.
I bury my face in his neck and pepper kisses down to his shoulder, then work back up to his cheek. After tightening my grip in his hair, I tug, yanking his head back so I can lick and kiss the hollow of his throat.
Ali takes over and brings both hands to my face and forces his lips against mine. We kiss for another long minute before we pull apart, breathless.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long,” I say, pressing my thumb to his swollen lips. “You have no idea how many nights I went to bed thinking about your mouth.”
He twirls his tongue around my thumb before releasing it. “I hope it was worth the wait.”
I rest my hands on his hips. “So much better,” I reply with a smirk. “You’ve always been so skilled with your mouth.”
Ali’s fingers dip inside the towel. “Oh yeah?”
I tilt my head back and groan. “You’re not gonna believe me, but I actually didn’t expect anything to happen, so I don’t have lube or condoms up here.”
“Then I can just use my skilled mouth,” he says without missing a beat, loosening the towel.
I bite down on my lip and stare into his whiskey-colored eyes. “It’s been a long time, don’t show off too much or I won’t last long. Also, don’t worry, I’m clean.”
Ali nods slightly, walking me back to the chair. He yanks the towel off my waist and pushes me into the soft cushions. “Just sit back and enjoy.”
He lowers himself to his knees and settles between my thighs. His large hands travel from my knees to my hips before he brings his right hand to grip the base of my cock. Torturously slow, he moves his fist up and down the length of me.
Our eyes connect before he parts his lips and sucks the tip into his mouth.
I throw my head back. “Fuck!”
He moans and twirls his tongue around my crown before taking me deeper. His hand continues to jack me slowly while he teasingly tastes the pre-cum leaking from my slit, then he swallows me whole again.
Ali’s free hand finds my balls and massages them gently while he keeps that talented mouth wrapped around me.
“Fuck, baby,” I moan, leaning forward to push a few strands of hair out of his face.
His cheeks hollow as he sucks me deep. When he frees my cock from his mouth, he moves lower and licks my balls while stroking me.
“Holy shit,” I breathe.
I wasn’t lying when I said it had been a while. I already feel like I’m about to combust.
His tongue licks a path back up my shaft until I’m fully enveloped between his lips. He goes to work, stroking and sucking me, his pace quickening.
As much as I want to come, I need him to come, too. I need to see it. I can’t be the only one who’s getting something out of this.
“Baby,” I whisper.
I don’t know if he can hear me, or if he’s choosing to ignore me, but I try again.
“Ali, baby. Please.”
He pulls off me and his lust-filled gaze meets mine.
“Come to the bed with me.”
I stand up and pull him to his feet before bringing him to the bed. I quickly push the boxers down and he kicks them to the side.
His erection is thick, the veins protruding on each side.
Without thinking, I reach
