“Color?” I check in.
“Green,” he rasps, his eyes finding mine. “So green.”
I suck in a breath, my body burning up with lust. Taking his cock in my other hand, I stroke him as I add a third finger, twisting them inside him and aiming for his prostate. He whimpers, and his cock jumps when I hit the spot. He arches off the bed, his mouth falling open as he pants and moans, his legs falling open.
“Keep going, don’t stop,” he begs, his voice hoarse.
Hearing him so wrecked and desperate sends a spike of pure lust straight to my cock, and I groan again, my hips instinctively jerking forward. “Soon,” I whisper, watching in rapture as his body seems to suck my fingers inside over and over again, desperate and hungry for everything I’m giving him.
“So good,” I mutter.
"Fuck, Jesse, I need you. Now," his voice is desperate, and the sound of it nearly pushes me over the edge.
"Okay, baby. I've got you," I whisper before realizing something. "Shit, we need a condom," I mutter.
"In my wallet. My pants pocket," he rasps.
"Thank god," I breathe in relief before I slowly pull my fingers from him. I hustle to where his pants are lying on the floor, and hurriedly find what I'm seeking, tearing open the condom package with my teeth as I hurry back to the bed and knee walk into position back between his legs.
Martin’s eyes flash, and he pushes himself up on his elbows, watching intently as I roll the condom on. My hands shake with anticipation as I add more lube to my cock.
“You’re gorgeous like this,” Martin whispers, his eyes trailing over me. “Rough and wild. I love it.”
I lean down, taking his mouth in a searing kiss as I push my way inside him. His body opens for me immediately, his heat nearly making me come before I'm even all the way inside him. He moans into my mouth, wrapping his arms around me.
I still for a moment, seeking to let him adjust. I know I told him I wasn't going to go easy, but I don't want to hurt him. Even in my desperation I want this to be good for him as well. But then he surprises me, punching his hips up and forcing me deeper.
"You promised you'd go hard," he growls.
I groan, my cock twitching inside the tight sheath of his body. “Fuck,” I gasp, pulling almost all the way out before slamming into him, hard.
He groans. "Yessss," he hisses, shoving his hips up against mine.
I set a brutal pace, pounding into his body as he moans, his fingers digging into my back.
I move one hand to his cock, pumping it roughly in time with my hips. “God, you’re so fucking tight,” I breathe, nipping at his neck as I keep thrusting, loving the way his body claws at mine, urging me on.
“Please,” he moans, and my eyes snap to his. “Harder.”
I bite back another groan as I increase the force of my thrusts, loving the desperate, wanton way he begs for more.
“Please,” he nearly sobs, writhing under me, and I’m done for.
I slam into him hard. His head falls back as he cries out, his body tensing as his ass clenches around me.
“So. Fucking. Hot,” I pant, watching his eyes roll back in his head while I pound into him, my hips a blur. “Take it,” I snarl. “Yes. Take all of me. Fuck yes. It’s all yours.”
He arches off the bed, crying out, his body shuddering. The feel of his inner muscles contracting around my cock while his orgasm rips through him pulls me over the edge.
With one last brutal thrust, I come, my head falling forward. I swear to god, I see stars as I grip him tightly, shuddering as I unload into the condom deep inside his body.
I hold him against me, as our sweat-slick bodies slowly calm, our harsh breaths mingling as we each try to get our bearings.
“Jesus,” I finally whisper, lifting my head to find his eyes.
Martin grins at me. “Was that what you needed?”
“Oh, fuck yes.”
