Chapter 24

Faise’s hot breath on my ass was enough to send me coming all over my bed. God, just looking at him, looking at me, eyeing me up like I was a prize that he’d won, had my body on fire and my heart racing out of control. No one had ever looked at me with such want before.

When I rolled over and got on my hands and knees, I glanced over my shoulder to find him running his eyes all over my body. We’d always been possessive with each as friends, but this? This was on a whole other level I had yet to experience.

I didn’t just want him. I fucking needed him. All of him.

My best friend. The man who made me feel like I was standing on top of the world.

Even when I fell, faltered, he was there. And I was the same for him. I don’t know why the hell it took me so long to admit what was building between us, but now that I did, I didn’t see anything else.

He licked his way down my crease and over my hole, and Jesus, my cock grew painfully hard. The filthy sound of him spitting on my hole was followed by his wicked tongue teasing me so good, sliding over my taint and down to my balls. Shit, I hadn’t been rimmed in so long. And I was not prepared for the reality of my best friend eating my ass.

Faise did not hold back. Tormenting me with playful flicks, he slid his tongue over the rim, again and again, until finally, he pushed inside me. I grabbed hold of the base of my throbbing dick, willing myself not to come yet.

“Oh fuck, baby, that’s so good,” I groaned loudly. “Don’t stop.”

I’d never sounded so needy in my life. But I couldn’t help it.

Faise grunted, teasing me with his skillful tongue until I was a writhing mess and my arms gave out.

“This is the sexiest ass I’ve ever had the pleasure to look at. Or taste. Or fuck.”

The raw gravel of Faise’s voice had another dirty moan slipping out of me.

Spreading my cheeks with his callused fingers, he pushed his face in my ass, licking, sucking, eating me out until I was whimpering. All I could do was kneel on shaky legs, head on the mattress, and take the awesome pleasure he was giving me. My climax kept building, my cock jerking hard, begging for touch. I was about ready to scream Faise’s name when he gave me one last, tormenting flick and eased back.

“No!” I protested, but he swatted my ass cheek. “Fuck!”

“Exactly,” Faise growled and leaned over my body.

He kissed each knob of my spine, until he reached my neck, where he bit down and sucked on the tender skin, marking me, making me shiver. His hard cock brushed the skin of my ass and Jesus, I was so ready for him.

“You better have a shitload of lube in your nightstand Ronin, or so help me?—”

Faise’s gruff, impatient tone made me want to laugh. Something I rarely did with previous lovers.

“Yes, it’s there,” I replied, turning my head to stare at him. His golden skin was flushed and drops of sweat slid down his face and neck, his black hair falling into his eyes. It wasn’t enough. I needed to see him.

While he reached over to the nightstand, I flipped over to my back, taking my cock in hand and pumping it slow and steady.

“Hurry the fuck up and get your dick inside me,” I demanded.

Faise yanked on the drawer and pulled out the biggest tube of lube I owned. Throwing it beside me, he walked around and kneeled on the edge of the bed. I held my knees to my chest, opening myself up to him.

I looked down my body, slick with sweat, my cock hard, red, and leaking. I was a needy fucking mess.

Faise paused and glanced up at me, pushing one hand through his hair. I could finally see his eyes clearly. There was no mistaking the desire there, the longing, the heat.

But it was the tenderness that rocked me to my core. A look of pure adoration, of love, that hit me hard, like nothing else. The trembles in my body turned to shaking, and I closed my eyes. He was so much more than I could ever imagine.

“Baby, are you okay?”

Fuck, I didn’t know how to answer that.

“Need you,” I bit out.

Everything else was too much for me to say. A lump formed in my throat, and I felt dangerously close to crying. Me. I blinked away the rush of tears and took in the beauty of the man I’d loved nearly all my life.

Faise reached for the lube and slicked up his cock. Then he leaned forward and teased my ass with one finger, sliding it over my hole and gently pushing it in. With the lube and the rimming, there was more pleasure than pain. Still, I wasn’t used to bottoming. It had been years. But suddenly, it was the only thing I wanted. I needed Faise inside of me. A part of me. He’d always been that, in my heart, but now we were joining in every single way.

“It’s good, I’m good. More,” I whispered.

Faise added a second finger, and took my cock in his other hand, jerking me off.

“I need to know Ronin. How bad do you want my cock?”

“More than anything,” I panted, overwhelmed by pleasure. “Fuck me. Please.”

“I’m gonna do so much more than that,” Faise bit out, stopping to add more lube, and this time, a third finger. I was so full as he began to push in and out, fucking me with those talented fingers of his. Then he crooked them and nailed my prostate.

“Faise!” I shouted as intense pleasure rippled through my body. “Don’t stop!”

He teased me again, and every time his fingers grazed over my prostate, I nearly came off the bed.

“You ready?” Faise asked.

“I’ve been ready for a while.”

Not just for this, for sex, but for us. Faise leaned down, so close, but then paused.

“Kiss me,” I demanded.

“But I just had my mouth?—”

“Faise,” I growled, releasing one hand from my knee to reach up and grab his neck.

Our mouths crashed together, and fuck, tasting myself on him was so freaking hot. With one last kiss, he leaned back, spread his knees, and notched his dick to my ass. His bare dick. Pushing slow but steady, I glanced down, watching as he slid inside me, filling me up, giving me a pleasure that was so powerful, so primal, all I could do was growl his name.

I’d always thought of him and I as two halves of one whole.

And now, right here in my bedroom, I finally understood what that meant.

Faise

If I only had tonight, I’d be better than good.

Years of frustration, yearning, full-on pining for my best friend, and finally, incredibly, we were here. In his bed.

And not as roommates or best friends or bandmates, but as lovers.

I always thought Ronin was a beautiful man, but now that he was my man? Beautiful was too bland a word. For him, and for what was happening between the two of us.

Inch by inch, I slowly slid inside his body, feeling the tight ring of muscle give way. He tilted his hips, taking more of me, taking me all the way in and fuck, bareback was a heady pleasure. Something I’d never experienced with any lover. Only with him.

“Fuck, Ronin… you… I… holy shit.”

“That’s an understatement,” he urged as he slid his legs around my waist. “Fuck me.”

I gritted my teeth, willing myself to go slow. I wanted it to last, to savor our first time together. But my impatient BFF was having none of it.

“We have all night,” I whispered, panting, trying to hold on to my control. “I want to make it good for you.”

He slid his massive hands over my ass and pulled me in tighter, squeezing my cheeks hard.

“Ronin,” I warned.

Like that stopped him. The cheeky bugger slid one finger down my crease and teased my hole. I punched my hips forward, filling him up, all the way.

“Yes,” he moaned. “That’s what I want, baby. Need you so bad. Don’t hold back.”

Jesus Christ, when he called me ‘baby’, goosebumps popped up all over my heated skin. There would be no holding back. Not this time. Not anymore.

I rocked into him with tight strokes, watching every expression on his face. His big blue eyes stared up at me, and I shuddered at what I saw there. He’d always been mine. And now he was, in every way.

“I’m yours,” he moaned.

Grabbing onto his thighs, I pushed his knees against his chest and pounded his ass, taking what was mine.

So much for going slow.

“That”s it,” Ronan groaned. “More. harder.”

I took his cock in hand and stroked him off in time with my thrusts. The bed was shaking and creaking underneath us as I set the pace, fucking into him harder, faster, my control all but obliterated as Ronin panted, staring up at me with wide eyes.

“Faise.”

My name had never sounded better. And knowing that I was about to spill my load in Ronin’s ass, I was shaking hard, wanting more but at the same time, wanting it to last. I never wanted this feeling to end.

I”d fucked around with a lot of men, but I’d never cared about anyone’s pleasure more than my own.

My climax built, along with all the emotions I”d been fighting. All the years of wanting my best friend. My heart was beating faster than any drum I”d ever played. Ronin gripped my ass cheeks tighter, pulling me in so close that there was nothing separating us. Not a breath, not a whisper, not an inch of skin.

I revelled in Ronin’s moans, watching as his body grew as desperate as mine to reach that perfect point of pleasure. And I knew, after watching him have sex so many times, that he was close to coming. His cock jerked hard in my hand, and the telltale rumble that erupted from his chest told me he was almost there.

I stroked his dick harder, faster, never letting up.

“Right there, baby, that’s it!” Ronin groaned as I fucked into him with a savage intensity. “Oh fuck!”

His body jolted, hot cum lashing my hand, his abs, his gorgeous cock.

Licking his lips, he panted and stared up at me, and my climax was just within reach. So close. The intensity was overwhelming, and I just knew I was going to be wrecked in the best way.

“That’s it, love,” he whispered, his face flushed with heat and sweat. “Come for me. Come in my ass. Mark me.”

Ronin’s words pushed me right over the fucking edge. The orgasm slammed into me, blistering hot, my vision blurring, my body quaking as I unleashed in his ass. Hot cum surrounded my cock as I continued to fuck into him.

Pretty sure I screamed loud enough to wake up Ronin”s entire household, not to mention the goddamn neighborhood.

I was sweating hard, my body trembling, my lungs gasping for air, just like at the end of one of our shows. Except, I was naked and inside Ronin and this was better—fuck I couldn’t even believe it—so much better than performing.

Collapsing onto his chest, his big arms slid around me, holding me tight to him. I couldn’t breathe and I didn’t care to.

Then, the tears came. The wave of emotions that I couldn’t control. Fuck. I blinked away the wetness, trying to get a hold of myself before he noticed.

“Look at me,” Ronin urged.

I shook my head, too overwhelmed. I was so fucking raw right now.

“Baby.”

My head shot up. Couldn’t help it. Hearing him call me that was just the sweetest sound in the world.

“Yeah?” I blinked. One tear managed to slip out and down my cheek.

“Don’t be shy. Not with me,” he whispered and tapped his lips. “Kiss me.”

And yeah, I kissed him. Long and hard.

Was there any other way?