With trembling fingers, I dug a condom out of my back pocket, ripped it open, pulled out the latex, and rolled it on one handed.
He spread his legs, arching his back for easy access, my eyes were drawn to the swell of his ass.
“There’s my good little slut.” I ran one hand down his back, trailing lube from the condom down his skin. “Now hold still so I can fuck you.”
He let out a shuddering breath, his hands flexing on the wall, like he was trying to grab onto it.
“Ready?” I asked, breathing harshly, and lined the head of my cock up with his hole.
He nodded, and I pushed in.
The squeak of pain he let out stopped me in my tracks. I pulled my dick away from his ass and felt around his hole.
“You didn’t prep.”
“Didn’t know you were going to be home,” he said, his voice breathless and embarrassed.
“You really want me to fuck you with no prep?”
I was big, and this would only be his second time taking a dick.
I liked it hard and rough, but actually hurting my bed partners wasn’t something I got off on.
“I…”
“Stay just like that, slut,” I whispered in his ear.
Jules shuddered and let out a cute little moan.
“I’m going to get this hungry little hole all ready for me. Stretch you out, get you nice and wet so I can slip inside you.”
“Ungh.” He sagged in my arms a bit, and I had trouble fishing my wallet out of my jeans, but I managed to thumb out a packet of lube.
The wallet slipped from my fingers and landed on the floor with a lightthud.I tore the lube packet open with my teeth.
“Ash.”
God. My name in that voice, all lust drenched and needy, was my kryptonite, and I had to steel myself so I didn’t hump him before I could get my fingers in him.
“That’s my good little slut. Stay nice and still for me while I slick you up.”
I slid one finger inside him, biting back a groan as his body gave way and accepted me.
“There you go, slut.” I swirled my finger inside him, then shoved a second one in.
He jumped at the additional stretch, his body sagging against mine a little bit more.
“You take them so well, like a good little slut.”
Jules made a snuffling sound that sounded happy, and I bit my lip as a wave of possessiveness shot through me.
I pumped my fingers inside him, then added a third one.
“Ash!”
“That’s it, slut. Take it all,” I said in his ear. He shook and shuddered, his channel squeezing my fingers tight. “You’re gonna take everything I give you. Then you’re going to thank me for it.”
“In your dreams,” he muttered deliriously.