Part 4

"I want you," I whispered back.

"Mhm," he moaned, sounding too sleepy even though he was already as aroused as I was.

"You can go back to sleep; I'll just take what I need from you," I joked, teasing him.

"No way, Tata. But make it quick, or else tomorrow everyone will know what we've been up to," he reminded me.

I reached to the nightstand and took a lube.

"Let me prepare you," he said worriedly.

"No, it'll be quicker if I do it myself, you always take your sweet time," I answered.

"Tata," he said, immediately fully awake.

But I already lubed my fingers and reached between my buttocks to opened up and prepare myself.

"You gonna ride me?" he asked full of hope.

"Mhm," I moaned, already slowly lowering myself on his hard cock.

"Ahhh Tata," he whispered and instinctively grabbed my narrow waist to lead me.

I was moving slow at first then the pace quickened. We kissed passionately, like there is no tomorrow. I was so aroused and on edge I knew I'm not gonna last long. Perth hand touched my abs, he was observing me like he was watching something sacred. He took my cock in his palm and started stroking me and I knew he was close to the orgasm to. All the sensual feelings overwhelmed me and I barley controlled myself. I was gripping him tightly, leaving scratch marks down his chest, wishing he'd be reminded of me tomorrow every time his shirt brushed against his wounds.

"Let's clean you up," he whispered tenderly, taking a tissue from the nightstand to clean up the mess we'd made.

"I love you, Perth, love that you're never angry, even though I wake you up in the middle of the night," I said and kissed him.

"I love you too, Santa," he said gently, and added, "I could never be angry with you."