A wave of heat washes through me, up to my face, filling mycheeks. “It feels so good having you inside me like this,” I say. “Feels sofucking hot.”
“I wish I could breed you with my come right now,” he says.
And I do, too. Even the thought of having him shoot his loadinside me is enough to have pre-come dripping from my cock, onto the cementfloor.
10
Reese
It’s wrong. I’ve worked so hard to get where I am, so knowinglyputting my job on the line is the dumbest thing I could do right now.
But Jay’s a pill that can make me forget about how broken I am.About the pain that always seems to linger within me. When we fucked yesterday,he drowned out the noise in the back of my mind, and that’s not something I getto enjoy often.
This isn’t me. I’m responsible. I’m in control, meticulously so,of every aspect of my life.
Perhaps that’s why I’m being so reckless about this. I’vefinally found something that gives me pleasure. Real, deep, profound pleasure,and I don’t just want it. I need it—need the relief he gives me.
I’ve had such a hard time ignoring him, pretending not to behorny as hell for his body. Pretending not to want to experience those samedelicious sensations that I got to enjoy yesterday. I’d been plotting a way tomake this moment happen, and as soon as the opportunity arose, I tookadvantage.
My cock feels so good inside Jay’s ass. My balls feel so heavy.Like they need release. I grip onto his abs, the flesh taut against thickmuscles. His hole feels just as good as it did before, but this time, there’ssomething so wrong about what we’re doing since it’s on the clock.
That just excites me more. Maybe because the thrill helps stillthe thoughts that race through my brain. I haven’t felt this kind of excitementin a long time.
I’ve been dead for so long, and now I’m alive again.
“Own me,” he whispers. “Own my fucking ass.”
I pull out and turn him around. He looks at me, his eyes filledwith confusion.
I lean down and wrap my arms around his thighs, hoisting him up.He wraps his arms around my neck, and I shove him up against the cement wallfor support, feeling the pressure around the edges of my leg in the socket ofmy prosthesis. It’s difficult for me to balance, but the struggle is more thanworth it. I’m far more adventurous than I used to be in the bedroom, and I knowit’s because I feel like I have something to prove. That I have to show all mytricks that I’m more than the handicap they see.
“Surprised?” I ask.
“Impressed.” He smiles. Keeping his leg in my arm, I maneuver mycock back inside him.
“Oh, yeah,” he says, his wide brown eyes filled with eagerness.“Take me. Fucking own me.”
I obey.
I ease myself in and then offer him the sort of fuck he needs. Ithrust, and he curses quietly, twisting his head either way as he trembles, hisexpression revealing just how much he enjoys how my cock feels inside him. Wecurse together as I feel the pressure in my balls building and building.
And my shaft aches. The way I fuck his ass is like I have anitch and the only way I can relieve it is by ramming into him. Soon it’s toomuch for me, and I’m spewing into the condom within him.
Our kisses are out of sync for a moment as I wince and groanwith my orgasm. I think I’m going to have to get him off, but I must’ve hit theright spot within him because his cock spews like a geyser without him eventouching it. His eyes widen even more like even he’s shocked by the event.
The come spills across his abs like yesterday. Keeps going andgoing. I kiss him some more, amazed that this feels even better than the firsttime.
“God that was so fucking hot,” I confess.
“You’re a stallion.”
We kiss some more before we break apart. I set him down, and wewipe off with a roll of paper towels from one of the boxes in the closet. Thenwe scramble into our clothes and get back out onto the warehouse floor. Hisexcuse to Tyler will be that I needed him to help me move some boxes in thesupply closet. That way he won’t get chewed out for being late back from hisbreak.
As I return to my office, guilt builds within me.
This is why I don’t fuck around with employees. It’s dangerous.We could get caught. We could both lose our jobs. For him, that might not meanmuch, especially for a guy who hops around as much as he does. But for me, I’veworked too hard to get here. It’s not his fault that I let myself get thatreckless, though. It’s just, there’s something about how wrong it is that makesit all the more enticing. I’ve been playing by the rules for so long. This isthe first time in a long time that the sex has been so hot that I can hardlycontrol myself. And Jay never looks at me like he pities me, like some guys dowhen they see my leg. It catches him off guard occasionally, but then I seethat desire in his eyes and know all he cares about is getting fucked.
But this is about more than him not giving a damn about myphysical wounds. It’s about the emotional ones that he eases. The chemistrybetween us is so powerful that when we fuck, I forget that I’m fucked up. Iforget that there’s something wrong with me. And for a moment, just a fuckingmoment, all those thoughts that never quiet down shut the fuck up and give methe peace of mind that I desperately long for. Just for a moment, I’m a normalguy like I was before I was deployed. And before I lost my best friend in thewhole fucking world.
