He moaned and pulled off, using his hand to pump me while he caught his breath. “I wanna ride you.”
My brain went offline at his words, only rebooting when he released me and slid off the bed.
I scrambled to rip the rest of my clothes off while he rooted through my bag.
Before I knew it, he’d tossed the bottle of lube onto the sheets next to me, perfunctorily undressed, and climbed back on top, this time on his knees, facing away from me.
“Open me up,” he said, bedroom eyes peeking over his shoulder like the sweetest fusion of bashful and seductive.
God, the sight of him was enough to make me think maybe I had died and gone to heaven, after all. If he’d asked me to fly him to the moon, I would’ve figured out a way to make it happen.
This, however, would be much more fun.
I heaved myself upright and palmed the soft flesh of his ass, presented just for me. Familiar and yet new, just like the rest of him, I cupped the meat of his cheeks and spread them.
“So fuckingpretty,”I praised.
Trailing kisses across the hot expanse of his shoulders, I reached around to run a soothing hand across his stomach, purposefully avoiding his hard and flushed cock.
“Reece, please,” he begged, pushing his ass into my lap.
“Pretty baby doesn’t wanna tease, this time?” I asked, brushing the back of my hand against his weeping cockhead.
“No,”he whined, voice catching.
That sound did things to me; it made me want to pin him down and make him come, over and over, until he cried those pretty, pretty tears all for me.
I squeezed lube onto my fingers and teased at his rim instead, still neglecting his needy cock. “Shh. Alright, no teasing.”
I wrapped my other hand around his neck, gently holding him still while I gave him one thick finger. “Sit back on it. There you go.”
Reduced to an obedient mess, he did just as I asked, breath hitching when I crooked it inside him. His back musclesbunched and shivered, and his head fell back, loose and pliant. “I missed this,” he sighed.
“Me too, baby. You’re doing so good. How about another?”
He nodded and gasped at the stretch of a second finger, but took it beautifully. I watched, gaze razor-focused on the way he practically sucked me in. In reward, I closed my fist around his cock and pumped once, twice.
“Shit.I want more. Give me more,” he begged, thrusting forward into my hand and then back onto my fingers. I tapped on that sensitive spot inside him, just to make him jerk and whimper, before I pulled out to slick up my cock.
I lay flat on the sheets and steadied him with a hand on his hip. “Ready?” I panted, desperate for him.
Hands braced on my thighs, he peered over his shoulder again. “Uh-huh.”He groaned when I breached him, head dropping forward.
His shoulders and back tensed, relaxed, and twitched with each inch that disappeared inside him. “Fuck,that’s good,” I said like the uncouth, hairy mountain man I was. “You take me so well. The best. Such a pretty thing,” I groaned.
My mouth hung open, near delirious, as I watched his ass stretch and give until I was fully seated. He cursed and shifted, swiveling his hips with my cock buried deep, nestling in. “You’re so big.”
I liked to pretend I was above such a compliment, but the way my cock throbbed inside him said otherwise. “Yeah, you like it though, don’t you?”
His fingers dug into my thighs, and he nodded. “I like the way you make me ache.”
That was the limit of my dirty talk. Any more, and I’d blow my load inside him way too soon. I dragged my palm down his back, overwhelmed by the hot grip of him. “Charlie,” I replied. “Charlie.”
When he tried to bounce on it, I gripped him by the waist and held him in place. “Hold on,” I panted. “Don’t wanna come yet.” My orgasm burned at the base of my spine.
Obediently, he waited until our breaths evened out and I cooled off a bit. My fingers danced light patterns across his skin until he batted me away. “Ticklish,” he said with a huff, clenching around me.
I took hold of his hips again and rocked him, slowly, before he caught on and leaned into each movement, speeding us up.
