Gently straightening out, he slows the roll of his hips enough to pull me down for a deep, probing kiss as he drinks down every drop of cum from my mouth. Still impaled by his rock-hard cock, I take a second, riding him gently as the dizziness clears from my head.
“Baby, let’s take a break,” he says, separating from me as he rolls us to the side.
“But, you haven’t…” I say, snuggling into his arm.
“Nap for a few minutes, babe,” he says, running his fingers through my sweat-drenched waves. “I’ll return the favor, yes?”
“Mmm, yes, please. Wake me up with your cock,” I say as cum-induced sleep pulls me under.
* * *
Sometime later, I don’t know when, I wake up on my belly, a slicked-up dick stretching my hole.
Oh, fuck yesss.
I moan, only to find that I’ve got a ball gag in my mouth.
Dammit, I’m going to marry this man. He knows how much I love those.
“Hello, sunshine,” he whispers in my ear. “Tap the bed twice if you need me to stop or slow down, okay? Can you give me a thumbs-up?”
I nod and comply with an enthusiastic thumbs-up. My dick is one hundred percent onboard with this turn of events and is hard as a rock. Thrusting hard, he whispers roughly, “Look at you. So ready to go again already. Such a slut.”
I nod again, loving it when he goes there.
Manhandling my hips, he uses all of his considerable power to plow into me, and I’m in heaven. He even used the exact right amount of lube—enough to be comfortable while still giving me the rough friction that I love. As he rails me, deeper and deeper, the feeling reaches my toes, curling them against the bed.
"More" I mumble forcefully, drooling around the rubber ball.
He closes his hand around my neck and whispers, “No talking, slut. You'll get what I give you."
My eyes roll into the back of my head and I push back against him, making sure he's as deep as he can possibly go. Then I squeeze and release those inner muscles, and he roars in my ear as he strokes into me one last time, flooding me with warmth.
He stays inside, making me shiver with several mini-thrusts, pushing his cum deep inside.
"There,” he growls into my ear. “Bred like a proper slut."
I whine around the ball gag, nodding, reveling in it. Finally, he softens and lets himself slip out of me, but I need so much more.
He unbuckles the ball gag and flips me, gently removing it before smoothing a bit of lip balm on my lips. I must look like a fucked hard mess to him, but his smile is wicked and perfect. He uses a bit more lube, thrusting three of histhickfingers into me, the friction exactly what I need. I bow up from the bed as he curves his fingers just right.
“Right there, right there,” I pant.
Just as my balls begin to tighten, he leans in and captures my dick in his mouth, sucking as he drills me with his fingers. I come again, hard. Fuck yes.Fuck yes.And it definitely won’t be the last time I come today.
Catching my breath, luxuriating in his sheets—our sheets—I realize this is why we always made such excellent fuck buddies. He never did treat me like a dainty person. But as he drops to the bed beside me, kissing me with cum-stained lips, the difference is that while he's bred, fucked, and ball-gagged me, he’s also going to hold me and kiss my forehead and tell me how much he loves me, and then do it all over again tomorrow. And the next day.
“I love you,” I whisper against his lips.
“I love you too,” he says, smiling with his warm brown eyes.
24
Thane
DB is in Austin, having stayed away for several weeks now. I’m excited about the reason he’s in town, even if I’m ambivalent about his extended absence. We catch up on some housekeeping, and then chat about his business, which has continued to grow and do well.
“Enough about me, Thane. How are you doing? How’s it going with Ronan?”
