“The only thing I’m ashamed of,” he says, “is that I’m notinside you right now.”
“I have a condom in my wallet.” I still have it from when I wasplanning to meet up with that trick the other night.
He pulls away, looking at me with serious eyes. Is heconsidering this?
But as soon as he starts unzipping my jeans, I know it’s on.
He locks the door with one hand as he pulls my pants and briefsdown with his other.
I pull my shirt off, and he kneels down to kiss across my chest,licking as his hands grope at my sides. He forces himself away from my body,and we scramble out of our clothes, stripping down until we’re both starknaked, our bodies pressed tightly together as he assaults me with even morekisses.
He pushes me against the door, my back hitting the knob. Itsmarts, but I just slide to the side and take the pain. I’ve taken hits before.I sure as fuck can take them now that they’re followed with such intense wavesof relief.
He kisses down to my torso. To my cock.
He gives me that good head like he did the day before, histongue going wild around my girth. Making me hard as shit.
I gasp from the intense energy that pulses through my body. Itfeels like it’s too much for me to handle. I writhe in pleasure before he pullsmy dick out of his mouth and rises and kisses me again. He grabs the back of myneck and leans forward, pushing me farther into the closet, chest-first againstone of the shelves. I grip onto a metal rod that supports the side of the shelfas Reese kisses his way down my back. To my ass.
On his knees, he kisses into my crack and licks my hole.Spreading my cheeks with his hands, he licks and kisses in a frenzy. I kick myhead back, savoring the sensations that pool through me. Appreciating howeverhe learned to please a man so well. I figure some of his military experienceoffered him opportunities to learn a few things from some of the guys who weremore experienced than he was at the time.
He licks his fingers and slides two inside me, working me upbefore adding a third. “Open me up,” I beg.
“I have to,” he says. “You got me so hard right now. And wedon’t have any lube. Unless you brought that with you, too, you fucking whore.”
I chuckle. “I actually did.”
“Shut the fuck up.”
“I’m always ready to play,” I say. “That’s what happens whenyou’re used to tricking out with guys. Most of them are desperate enough towant to be fucked anywhere, but not bright enough to carry the tools, youknow?”
He fetches my pants and hands them to me, and I retrieve thecondom and lube. I glance at his prosthetic leg for a moment, and he notices,but I just hand him the lube and spin back around, facing the shelf.
He must think I’m judging his leg. I’m not. It just surprises mewhen I notice it, but I worry he’s already fucking self-conscious enough aboutit as it is. And I don’t want that to play on his mind.
He tears the packet of lube open and spreads some on his fingersbefore massaging his way in. I gasp as the sensations crawl through me, as hepleasures those areas within me that his cock was so good at pleasuringyesterday.
He kisses my ass cheek as he continues penetrating me with hisfingers. Considering how much time he spent opening me up yesterday, I’msurprised at how tight I am right now.
“I wish I didn’t want to fuck you this bad,” he says.
“Grab the condom and get inside me.”
He pulls his fingers out of me. I glance over my shoulder as hesuits up, adding some necessary lubricant on top of the condom. He rises to hisfeet, using his left leg to push up before bracing himself on his prosthetic.He’s good at working with that leg.
He tosses the condom wrapper aside. He’s so fucking hard. Itlooks even bigger than the last time I saw it, which can’t be possible. He workshis way in slowly, letting me open up even more for him. Taking his time.
I have to get back to my shift. Everyone’ll be wondering where Iam, and I’m running through a million different excuses until a sharp rush ofdelight sweeps through my body, scattering my thoughts.
His hand covers my mouth, like he was anticipating my moan. “Youlike having that cock inside you, Jay?” he asks.
I nod as he kisses the back of my neck and slides in deeper.
“Damn, you’re so tight,” he says, pulling his hand away from mymouth. “But it feels so good.”
He pulls his cock back out, squeezes some more lube on, andsticks it back inside. All those sensations he stirs make me arch my back as arush of sensation shoots through me.
I grip onto the frame of the shelf as he works into his stride.He wraps his arm around my neck and clings on tightly as he thrusts hard withinme, kissing behind my ear.
