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I reached over and grabbed the vial of oil, fumbling to pull out the stopper.

“You have to get me ready,” I said, passing it to him.

“I—” He exhaled shakily, took the bottle of oil, then swallowed and nodded once.

I relaxed and settled an arm behind my head as I grinned at him, because I could tell he was nervous.

“It’ll feel good,” I told him. “I’ll enjoy it, don’t worry.”

Lonan just swallowed and nodded again, pouring some oil into his palm before slicking up his hands. My hips jerked when he fisted my cock and stroked reverently, slicking it before sliding his palm down to cup my balls. His other hand trembled as he reached between my legs, and then his fingertip was running over my hole in a slippery circle.

I bit down on my lower lip, avidly watching his hands on me. My hips jerked again when he carefully slid a long finger inside, and my free hand shot down to palm my dick.

“Keep going,” I rasped, stroking my cock as Lonan gently squeezed my balls. “Two fingers.”

He huffed out a shaky breath and obeyed, pulling free before carefully sinking two inside. I shuddered, squeezing my cock when it bucked eagerly.

“Ash.” He was panting, his own prick jerking between his legs as he watched his fingers sliding in and out.

He pushed them deeper, and I jerked with a moan when they grazed my prostate on their retreat. So he did it again, and again, faster and faster until I was panting and jerking my cock furiously in time.

“Okay,” I gasped. “Okay. P-please—Lonan—fuck me.”

He didn’t hesitate now, his black eyes wild with lust as he slicked his cock and hooked an arm under my knee. His other hand clenched the base of his shaft tight as he notched the head against my hole. I let out a shaky breath, bearing down until the head slipped inside.

“F-fuck.” Lonan shuddered, black hair hanging in his face as he stared down at his cock sinking inside me.

I moaned, stroking my dick to keep my lust simmering through the sting of him stretching me open. When his hips met my ass, we both groaned.

Lonan hooked his other arm under my knee and leaned forwards, breathing hard as he thrust his tongue into my mouth. The angle pushed his cock even deeper, and I moaned desperately into his mouth as I wrapped my arms round his neck.

“Ash.” He panted against my lips, hips rocking and pushing his cock inside me over and over. “I don’t—I don’t know how long I’ll last.”

I smiled and squeezed around his tunnelling cock, just to hear his choked moan.

“Me neither.” I kissed him again. “It doesn’t matter.”

Lonan seemed to take that as his cue, because his hips sped up as he looked down between our bodies so he could watch. He let out another moan, shuddering as he started fucking me harder and faster, the head of his cock occasionally grazing over my prostate and making me tremble wildly.

He lifted his head and stared down at me, his black eyes pinning me in place as I gripped his hair and moaned with every thrust.

“Uh—uh—uh—uh—” I was being far too loud, but I couldn’t control it.

Lonan seemed to like it, his teeth clenching and flashing sharp, his hips pounding harder and faster the louder I got until he was fucking me furiously, the sound of our skin smacking together filling the cottage.

My legs were shaking where they were hooked over his elbows, spreading me impossibly wide for his hard cock as he pumped it inside me. Endless black eyes bored into mine, hungrily consuming every hitch of my breath and anguished pinch of my brows as I stared back up at him.

He dipped his head to flick his tongue between my parted lips, making me gasp.

“I’m so close, Ash.” His husky voice shook, hips stuttering and getting jerky.

“M-me too,” I hitched, clutching at his hair too tight.

My hands were wrenched free when Lonan lurched up, black eyes wild as he wrapped his arms around my thighs and jerked me tighter against his cock. I choked out a moan, hands flying up to clutch at the headboard.

When a trembling hand fisted my cock and pumped as fast as Lonan’s frantically pounding hips, I cried out, my head craning back into the pillow.

My hips strained, rim clenching his shaft as it tunnelled inside me. My fingers scrabbled frantically over Lonan’s flexing thighs as my cock swelled, getting impossibly hard in his fist.


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