“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
“Don't you dare come yet,” Ryan growls, squeezing my balls just hard enough to pull me back from the edge.
Holy shit.
Where the hell did that come from?
He releases them and leans forward again, changing the angle. I must hit his prostate because his entire body jerks, his dick twitching and leaking precum all over my abs.
“Right there. Don't fucking move.”
Like I could. He's got me pinned, using my dick to nail that same spot over and over. His hole clenches around me, and I'm losing my goddamn mind trying not to come.
“Ryan, shit, I can't—”
“You can.” He rides me harder, his thick thighs flexing as he bounces on my dick. “Not done yet.”
My head slams back against the headboard. This bossy fucker's going to kill me. My dick’s throbbing inside him, balls aching, and he just keeps taking what he needs like I'm his personal fuck toy.
“Touch me. Want to come on your dick.”
I stroke him rough and fast, matching the rhythm of his hips.
He’s panting hard, fucking down onto me before fucking up into my fist. “Just like that.”
“Your ass is gonna make me lose it.”
“Not yet.” He clenches around me again, sweat dripping onto my chest. “Need . . . need your hand harder.”
I tighten my grip, twisting on the upstroke the way I do to myself.
“Fuck, yes. Right there. Don’t stop.” His body's out of control, grinding and jerking, whatever rhythm he had before completely gone. “Connor, I'm . . . gonna—”
“Let me see it. Show me.”
“Connor!” His abs contract, whole torso curling forward. “Fuck, I'm . . . Ohhh, God!”
He shoots all over my chest, cum hitting up to my fucking collarbone. His hole clamps down on my dick, squeezing me in these waves.
I keep stroking him through it as his ass milks me.
My balls draw up so tight they hurt, and a familiar heat shoots up my spine. My legs lock up, my dick swelling until it feels like it's about to burst. “Ryan, fuck, FUCK!”
I let go of him, both my hands slamming down on the mattress as I lose my fucking mind. I thrust up deep,emptying into the condom. My ears ring, and I can hardly get a breath in as I keep coming and coming until there's nothing left.
Ryan stays on top, my dick still inside him, and looks down at my chest. His cum is fucking everywhere—across my pecs, my abs, some at the base of my throat. He reaches out, dragging his fingers through it, and spreading it across my chest like he's marking his fucking territory. “Mine.”
“Yeah, baby. Yours.”
He's grinning like he's drunk, rubbing his cum into my skin in slow circles. God, he’s fucking wrecked.
I reach up and flick his forehead. “Come back to Earth, baby.”
Ryan blinks slowly, focusing on my face like he forgot I was here. “M'here.”
“Barely.”
Ryan huffs out a laugh, finally managing to lift off my dick. We both hiss at the loss. He flops down next to me on his stomach, face buried in the pillow.
