Sliding his hands down my back to my ass, he squeezes hard. A guttural moan escapes me as he grips me and directs my cock to the exact spot he wants it, buried between his cheeks and rubbing up against his entrance.
It’s almost too much. I’m so close to the edge, and I don’t want it to end, so I pull back, dragging my mouth down his body, savoring the salty, sweet taste of him. Reaching his nipples, I alternate hard sucking with gentle licks and kisses until he’s whimpering and writhing beneath me.
“Dylan, please.” His whisper is hoarse. “Please, baby. I can’t wait anymore.”
Chapter 16
REED
I’malmostsobbingwithlust as Dylan works me over, driving me utterly wild. Finally, he closes his hand around my cock, but my relief is fleeting as he strokes me roughly, squeezing me tight and dragging his thumb over the head of my cock with each pass.
Too soon, I’m desperate and begging again. He slides down my body a little further, and it’s almost a surprise when he closes his hot mouth around my cock. My hips buck up into his mouth, but he doesn’t pull off, just sucks me hard, moving up and down along my shaft until I’m again ready to scream. Finally, he pulls off and moves so his face is above mine again. “Can I fuck you?” he asks.
I moan an enthusiastic “yes,” repeating it over and over between planting hot, wet kisses on him anywhere I can reach.
Concern crosses his face for a moment, and he stills. “Is your tailbone okay? I don’t want to hurt you.”
I smile, loving that even at the height of arousal, he remembers and is concerned with how I feel. Jesus, this man.
“It’s all good. So, so good,” I whisper in between kisses. “I need you, Dylan. I’m dying to feel you stretch me open and fill me with that cock.”
“Oh, god,” he moans, a shudder rolling through his body. Opening his eyes, he looks down at me. “Can you get on all fours for me?”
“Oh, gladly.” I grin as he moves off me quickly and get into position after placing one more slow, hot kiss on his mouth.
I hear the snick of lube being opened, and the cool liquid slides down my crack. Dylan gently circles my hole, teasing the tip of his finger in and out until my muscles relax enough to allow him entry.
“Ohhh fuuuck,” I choke out.
He pumps in and out of me, stretching me open slowly until I’m pressing back against him, seeking more.
“Dylan, I need you. Please,” I breathe out. He leans forward, placing hot kisses along my spine.
“It’s okay, I got you,” he whispers, sliding another finger inside and moving slowly until my body adjusts, then adding a third. I suck in a deep breath, a shudder coursing through me. I’m close, I’m so fucking close.
“Dyl, I’m—I’m going to…”
He swiftly but gently pulls his fingers out and runs his hands all over my back, soothing my desperate energy until I can regain a fraction of control. Then he leans over, covering my body with his bigger one. “Are you ready?” he whispers, sucking my earlobe into his hot mouth.
“Yes… So ready, yes, please.” I’m babbling, at the very edge of my limits.
His mouth curves into a smile before he pulls back, kneeling behind me. I try to be patient, but my skin is flushed with anticipation, prickly, hot desire thrumming through my veins. I bow my back, trying to hurry him up. I need him inside me so badly I might die if it doesn’t happen soon. The distinct crinkle of foil from the condom wrapper nearly brings tears of sweet relief to my eyes, and before I can even thank all the gods and goddesses, the thick head of his cock presses into me. He teases—just the tip for a few short strokes. I move my ass, begging without saying a word, desperately needing more. And for the first time, he seems to loosen the tight control he has on himself, pushing into me with one long thrust.
“Okay?” he asks, holding still for a beat, still in control, however tenuous. He smooths his hands over my back, making soft, encouraging sounds.
“I’m ready,” I whisper. “Move, please, Dylan. Don’t make me wait anymore, please.” I’m so far out of my mind with lust I’m literally begging him to fuck me, and I don’t even give one tiny rat’s ass.
He pulls back slowly until just the tip remains inside me, and then he slams back into me hard.
“Oh, fuck yes.” I gasp and press back into him, meeting him thrust for thrust as our bodies slam together.
He leans forward, wrapping his strong arms around my chest and hauling me up against him so we’re both on our knees. Reaching forward, I grab the headboard to steady myself as he drives into me, his arms wrapped tightly around me, his breathing hot and hard against my ear.
Dropping one hand to my aching cock, he strokes me in time with his thrusts, and I groan like an animal. Suddenly, he changes the angle of his hips so he slams into my prostate every time he bottoms out. It’s so intense I almost can’t breathe as I feel myself falling over the edge, but before I can warn him, I’m coming and coming and coming, harder and longer than I ever have. My muscles clamp down on him hard, like my body is fighting to keep him inside me. Before my shuddering orgasm is finished, Dylan stiffens behind me, his body stilling as he falls over the edge, pulsing inside me.
We’re both still for a moment, my arms braced against the headboard, elbows locked so I don’t collapse while he’s draped over my back, both of us breathing heavily.
“Oh my god,” he whispers, pulling back, his cock slipping out of me. “Holy shit, that was… Oh my god, Reed…”