In the Middle of Somewhere (Middle of Somewhere, #1)(96)

I pull all the way out of Rex and slide back into him as slowly as I can, the initial feeling of breaching his body almost as intoxicating as the glorious slide deep inside him. I pinch his nipples, just watching his face, trying to read what he needs from me there. Seeing Rex like this, all his strength at the mercy of my body—and him loving it—is about the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

Rex arches his back against my assault on his nipples and throws his head back. I kiss his neck and take his weeping erection in my hand. I pump him firmly and his hips pulse, driving me even deeper inside him. I can barely think. Every beat of my heart is thumping in my ears, pulsing in my stomach, and pushing blood into my cock until I feel like one big heartbeat, pulsing inside Rex’s body.

I kiss his mouth and his arms come around me, holding me against him.

“I’m so close,” he says against my lips, and, curling his hands around my hips, he pulls me even closer against him.

I kiss him once more, then pull all the way out and slam back into him, feeling the tendrils of my orgasm begin to unfurl, starting in my balls and the base of my spine and pulsing outward. I slam into Rex’s heat again and again, and then it’s as if time stops because Rex freezes, his whole body clenching up. He convulses, his channel squeezing me with impossible pressure, and then he’s coming, shooting against my chest in pulse after pulse of heat. With a roar, I milk one last convulsion from him and he falls back against the bed, moaning.

“Oh my god,” I mutter. That was the hottest f*cking thing I’ve ever seen.

I’m right on the edge, staring at Rex’s beautiful face. I touch the tip of his spent cock, mesmerized by one last bead of come quivering there, and Rex clenches violently. It’s like his whole channel is a fist, squeezing me. I cry out, and Rex does it again, clenches around me. And it’s over; I’m spiraling into an orgasm that wrings every drop of pleasure from my body. I’m thrusting deep inside his body and my ass is clenching and I can hear myself groaning, but all I can concentrate on are the bolts of electricity tearing through me, pushing everything out of me.

I collapse on top of Rex and his arms immediately enfold me.

“Oh, Danny,” he murmurs, “Oh.”

The nickname shoots straight through me, bringing the warmth of a very different kind of pleasure.

But even though every nerve is singing, I’m asleep in seconds.

I awaken sometime in the night to feel Rex moving against me. I’m half-asleep, but I wrap my arms around his neck and our mouths find each other again. I can’t see anything, but I can feel Rex’s hard body and his heat, and I can feel his erection pushing against my thigh. I roll so our chests are touching and throw my leg over his hip, opening myself up to him. All the time, we never stop kissing. For a moment I even think I’m dreaming, but Rex wraps his huge hand around my half-asleep cock and brings me to full hardness. In the dark, he’s everywhere, arms and legs and chest and hands and sweet, hot mouth. As we grind together, slowly working ourselves back up, Rex hums into my mouth with pleasure.

He drops an arm over my hip and dips his fingers into my crack.

“Can I…?” he asks and I kiss him yes. Then he has the lube and his fingers are moving inside me, slicking me up and transforming my liquid, dreamy arousal to hard need.

“Come here to me,” he says, and pulls me on top of him as he lies on his back. We grind together while he fingers me and my eyes have adjusted to the dark just enough to see that his eyes are closed and he has a little smile on his face. I close my eyes too, and pretend we’re in one shared dream.

He lifts my hips and fits me on top of him, sliding me down so his erection breaches me slowly.

I cry out in ecstasy, and I have the strangest sensation that I’m still f*cking Rex. That my cock is inside him at the same time as his is inside me. I know my oversensitized body is just playing tricks on me, but every pulse of Rex’s cock inside my body feels like an answering movement to my own, earlier motions. In the dark, it’s like all that’s holding me up is Rex’s erection inside me and his hands clutching my hips.

“Oh, baby,” he says and he starts to move, pulsing his hips as I roll mine, our bodies coming together in a liquid rush. I lose track of time, drifting in and out of my own pleasure and Rex’s, my fingers ghosting down his face, his neck, his chest, to the place where we’re joined.

Rex moans and laughs shallowly, and he starts bouncing his hips up off the bed, burying himself so deep inside me that my stomach clenches as the weight of my body bears me down on him. Rex lifts me by the hips and then thrusts up into me over and over until I’m just a puddle of heat and pleasure, my cock bouncing against my stomach. I want to grab it, jerk myself off, but in this strange, dreamy world of sensation, all I want is for my body to be taken over by Rex; I’m completely in thrall to him.

Finally, after what feels like hours or maybe only seconds, Rex runs his thumb over the head of my cock, spreading the slick fluid down my length. I cry out and steady myself on his shoulders, sure I’ll fall if I don’t stop the spinning in my head and the buzzing in my groin. Rex strokes me hard and the orgasm pours out of me, until I’m jerking on his cock, spewing come down on his belly, the milky whiteness quickly disappearing in the dark.

My breath stutters and I feel like a rag doll as Rex moans and keeps thrusting inside me. The sensation is almost overwhelming and, just as I know I can’t take any more, I feel him come, his groan vibrating his chest beneath my palms, scalding heat flooding my ass as Rex becomes a part of me.