“That’s so fuckingdirty,” he grumbles. “It’s good. So, sogood.”
“Yeah? You like that?” As I ask the question, my fingers crook down and graze his sweet spot.
“Fuck, yes!” His back arches beautifully and his hand comes down to grab himself, tugging with a greedy fist.
Gliding my fingers out, I reach over to my right and grab a bottle of lube and a condom from the nightstand. Uncapping the bottle, I pour a generous amount on three fingers before entering him again. I stroke myself with one hand, while the other thrusts in and out of him, opening him up for me. His body shakes and he lets out low, deep-throated groans every time my fingers brush against his prostate.
His body is so goddamn responsive for me, and my dick fucking weeps with every tremble or moan. I need inside himnow.
With my teeth, I rip open the foil, rolling the condom on and lubing up. Positioning myself behind him, my heart is pounding excitedly behind my ribs and every inch of my skin is vibrating with need for him.
My hand cracks down on his ass cheek, and he gasps, pushing back into me. “Ready for this cock?”
“Yes,please. Fuck my ass.”
Lining my swollen tip up to his hole, I slowly work my way in. It’s so fucking tight and he tenses up at first. Kneading his ass cheeks in my hands, caressing up his back, I say, “Let me in.”
As soon as I feel his body relax, I push my way in, getting the head past the tight muscle. I let out a harsh breath through gritted teeth, a sheen of sweat lining my brows. He feels so fucking good; it’s unreal. As gently as I can possibly be, I work my way in, inch by inch, until I’m fully seated inside him. The pressure, the heat, the velvety softness of his channel are fucking euphoric. It’s even better than I remember from our first time.
I stay still for a moment to give him time to adjust. Draping my body over his, I press kisses along his back, loving the chills that rack through him at my touch. “I fucking love the way your body reacts to me, you know that?”
He responds with a whimper as he wiggles his ass against me. “Baby, I need you to move.”
Baby.My stomach dances hearing that.
Drawing out of him, I slowly glide back in to the hilt, a deep groan vibrating from my chest when he whimpers. I thrust in and out of him carefully a few more times, allowing him to get used to me, before my resolve demolishes.
Grabbing his hips in a bruising grip, I start to thrust harder, relishing in the overwhelming sensation his ass brings me.
“Ungh!Fuck, ahhh!”
“You fucking like this, baby boy? Like me pounding into this tight little hole?”
“Oh myGod,” His hands are white-knuckling the sheets as he pants and moans, lost in the pleasure I’m giving him.
My hand slides up his body and grabs onto his hair, pulling it roughly and bringing his back flush with my chest. The new angle allows me to go in deeper, hitting his prostate over and over, while he sobs out choked cries in between rough, shallow breaths.
I sink my teeth into his shoulder, riding this incredible fucking high I get from being inside him. “Fuck, baby boy. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. The way you stretch for me, the way you grip me, your hot fucking skin against mine.So fucking good.”
He gasps, one of his hands clawing at my side, the other wrapping around his cock, stroking feverishly. “Fuck, fuck. Gonna come.”
“No,” I growl. “Don’t come.” Pulling out of him, his asshole clenches at the loss of my dick as he lets out a whimper. My hand comes down on his ass a second time,hard, a loudthwapsounding in the room. “Roll over for me.”
He does as I say, fisting his cock while he peers at me with his blown-out eyes.
“Hands off.” I slap his hand away, crawling over him and sucking one of his pebbled nipples into my mouth. His back arches, his cock rubbing against mine, as my teeth sink into the sensitive flesh.
“Fuck!Goddamn. Who knew you were such a bossy fucking biter?” His greedy hips continue to thrust up, seeking friction, and dying for his release.
“Problem?”
“No fucking way. It’s sexy as hell. Don’t ever stop, but please,pleaseget your dick back inside me.”
Moving so our faces are barely an inch from one another, my tongue lashes out and licks his bottom lip. “Beg.”
His lids are heavy and hooded, his lip curls into a sexy fucking grin, and I swear his eyes darken even more. “What?”
“You heard me.” My tongue licks a hot, wet trail along his jaw, until I get to his ear. “Fucking beg me.”