By the time Gregory joined me, he’d removed his glasses and seemed ready for anything. I’d placed the lube and condoms on a pillow, and I was entirely nude, per his request, nay order.
“Good,” was his only comment before he pounced, fully clothed, on my body.
It felt decadent, me naked and him clothed, as we rolled around on the mattress, trying to tongue-f**k each other’s throats raw.
“There’s something about you,” he panted after he sucked up a mark on my collarbone, “something that just makes me want to dominate every part of you. I think it’s your mouth. It says the snarkiest things.”
“I’m glad you like it,” was all I managed before he attacked me again.
There we were, lip-locked as he used his knee to nudge my balls. The roughness of his jeans stimulated my skin and energized my
