“Come here,” I said. He managed to turn around so he could lay his head on my chest, and we dozed.
A while later, I felt Grant stir and opened my eyes. He was watching me with a wicked look on his face.
“What?”
He gripped my hips and rolled us so I was on top. “Ride me,” he demanded.
I reached behind me and felt how hard he was. My cock was just as ready for another round. “Lube?”
“In the drawer.” He tilted his head to the small table by the bed.
“You planned to bring me out here?”
“I told you I stocked the place so we could use it for a guest.”
“A guest who might need lube?”
“Anyone might need lube.”
I laughed as I retrieved the bottle.
“Show me how you get yourself ready.” His breaths were already coming faster.
I poured lube on my fingers, then rose up on my knees so he could see the digits disappear into my ass. I sank back on them, riding one and then two. I wrapped my other hand around my dick and started alternately fucking back onto my fingers and forward into the circle of my hand.
“Enough,” he growled. I laughed as I removed my fingers and wiped them on the sheet. He lifted me, and I reached for his cock, guiding him where we both needed him to be.
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GRANT
Iwatched Jacob’s eyes widen as I pulled him down onto my cock. When he was fully seated, I needed a moment to fight the overwhelming urge to drive into him over and over until I filled him up. I wanted him covered in my cum. I wanted it dripping from his ass.
“You’re holding back,” he said.
“I…”
“Whatever you’re thinking, do it.”
“I don’t want to scare you or hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
I hesitated for a second before telling him exactly what I needed. “I want you to take over first. I want to have to fight for it. To subdue you.”
Jacob sucked in a breath. “Jesus, that’s hot.”
I reached my arms over my head. “Try to hold me down and ride me.”
“Fuck yes.”
He leaned forward and gripped my arms, pressing them into the mattress as he pushed his hips back, taking me even deeper. He worked himself up and down, fucking himself hard and fast. It felt so damn good, but I wanted to control it. I wanted to let go, to set the pace, to use him until he screamed. He was mine.
I pushed up against his grip. He tried to hold me down, but when I’d had all I could take, I drove up into him, shocking him into losing his grip. I rolled us so Jacob was on his back, legs wrapped around me, and rammed into him.
He was begging and tossing his head as I fucked him with complete abandon. I wasn’t doing anything but seeking relief. He’d torn away all my barriers, and I was showing him the animal inside me, the one who wanted to possess him, to mark him as mine.
“Please. Grant, please. Too much. Too much.”