Page 49 of All In: The Price We Pay

“You know I love ass play.”

He plants feather-light kisses on the corner of my mouth. His stubble scratches against it in perfect contrast. “I don’t want to assume anything that was true eight years ago. I did that last time you were here.”

His words make me pause.

“Thanks,” I whisper back with a kiss. “Things have changed. But not that.”

He laughs softly, and with every stroke against my entrance, he sends more tingles through my nerves. My cock stiffens between us. “Ah,” Evan murmurs, grinding his hips against me. “There you are.” He dips the tip of his finger inside me, sending little sparks of pure arousal through my body.

“It’s been a while for you, hasn’t it?” he asks.

I moan as he bites my neck. “Are we really talking about my past lovers now?”

“Mhm.” He licks his way up to my ear. “What about Toni? Is he out of the picture?”

The steamy atmosphere between us is shattered by my laughter. “Toni? Is that what you’re thinking about right now?”

He looks at me with a huge grin on his face. “I sometimes felt that I couldn’t keep up with Toni.”

Shaking my head, I pull Evan back toward me and press my erection against his. “Admittedly, he has a longer endurance per session than you do. However, his overall lifespan was limited. Something inside of him must have burned out. I can’t tell you what. Instead of getting him repaired, I bought myself two new dildos. Better models. Bigger, more ribbed Tonis.”

“Ah. Death by overwork. Poor Toni. Replaced by technical progress.”

I give him a pat on the back. “It was strictly intended use that finished him off.”

“Mhm.” There’s laughter in his voice.

“Unbelievable. We’re talking about my sex toys.”

“Totally normal catch-up when you haven’t seen someone in such a long time.”

My laughter sets my body in motion again, and I slide all the way back onto Evan’s finger. “Shit, that’s good.” It feels better than it did a moment ago. The pressure is off. Evan no longer has any expectations about what might happen today, and I’ve buried my own expectations. Now my body has decided that we can have some fun.

“Yeah, you like that?”

“Yes.” I grab his lips with mine and kiss him. “I love how you play with me.”

“So I’m your toy?”

His fingers are deft. In fact, I seem to be the toy. I try in vain to get more friction on my cock. Everything is too much and too little at the same time.

Evan breaks our kiss and slides down my body. He positions me so that he can reach my ass at the same time, and finally, finally, he closes his lips around my cock.

He picks up the pace, sucking on me. I lift my head and see his cheeks hollow out. Evan is completely absorbed, moaning around my cock, swallowing it, and magically never losing the rhythm of his fingers inside me.

As if by themselves, my hands find their way back into Evan’s hair.

The sound he makes is pure pleasure. When he brushes against my prostate, stars flash behind my eyelids.

“Evan.” I try to get his attention, and he glances at me briefly. “I can’t take it anymore.”

Instead of letting go of me, he doubles his efforts, and I come over his tongue into his mouth. He sucks me dry and my thoughts along with me.

He peers up at me.

“Come here.” My voice is hoarse. Did I scream?

Evan pushes himself up, panting heavily. His cock is hard and red and desperately needs release. “Can I come on you?” He watches me intently from his knees.