“I moisturize,” he gasped through a grin, trying to grind up into my hand. His eyes were still glassy and nose bright from my own stubble. “You need tips, mountain man? I hear jizz is good for the skin. You should try it. Like, right now.”
“Sassy.” I pushed him back down with a rumble of laughter. “You trying to get me to hurry up? ’S’not gonna work.”
I kissed the inside of his thigh, just shy of where he was hard and aching. He whimpered.
“Tell me what you want, Adrian,” I said, brushing my lips closer, deliberately not touching.
“Youknowwhat I want.”
“Mm,” I teased. “But I like hearing you say it.”
“Maddox,” he said again, softer now, voice trembling. “Please.”
That did it. I groaned and leaned in, licking a long, slow stripe up the underside of his cock. He moaned like I’d knocked the wind out of him.
“You taste so fucking good,” I said, wrapping my hand around the base and watching his hips twitch. “Every time you open that pretty mouth to sass me, I just wanna shut you up with my?—”
“Maddox.”
He didn’t have to finish the sentence. I dropped my mouth over him and went slowly. Letting him feel it. Letting him fall apart in my hands.
I sucked his shaft before moving down to pull his balls into my mouth one by one. My tongue pressed a hard stripe across his taint before moving up to suck him down again.
By the time he was panting and flushed, begging me to let him come in a voice that was making my cock leak in sticky lines along his thigh, I pulled back just enough to whisper, “Turn over for me.”
He obeyed instantly, presenting himself with a breathless little gasp when I kissed between his shoulder blades.
“God, look at you,” I said, running my hands over his hips. “You’re shaking.”
“You’re fucking evil.”
“No,” I growled, slicking my fingers and moving between his muscular cheeks to his tight hole. “I’m careful. I’m going to take my time wrecking you.”
Adrian whimpered as I worked him open slowly, fingers curling down just right to make him gasp.
“Look at you. Always so polished and tidy,” I whispered, mouth at his ear. “Always put together. But not right now. Not with my fingers inside you and your cock still dripping with my saliva.”
He whimpered again, pushing back against my hand.
“Imagine if your followers could see you now, Adrian Hayes,” I gritted out, jaw clenched. “All those people leaving little comments, wishing they could see the two of us behind closed doors. Bet there are dozens of guys sliding in your DMs, too, aren’t there? They’d kill to take my place.”
Adrian shook his head wildly as I stroked him. “D-don’t care. Don’t want them. Don’t want anyone else.”
“That’s fucking right,” I said, low and fierce. “Nobody else gets to see you like this because right now, you’re mine. Dirty and beautiful and perfect… andall fucking mine.”
The noise Adrian made deep in his throat and chest was wrecked and broken.
When I finally pushed into him, slow and deep, it was my turn to groan. My eyes rolled back as I felt the tight heat of his body squeezing me.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” I whispered, making sure I was fully seated before bending over him, skin to skin. “So fucking good.”
Our bodies were warm and damp from sweat as I rolled my hips and pressed in deeper. Adrian grabbed one of my hands and threaded our fingers together, squeezing tight. “Promise me, Maddie,” he gritted out.
In that moment, I would have promised him anything. Anything at all. “Promise you what, baby?” I asked before pressing a kiss against his hot cheek.
“Promise you won’t let me go.”
His words shocked me, but before I could answer him, he was coming, his body arching back and his hand in mine closing in a fist as the sound of his broken cry rang out.
