I let him go when his cock is easily slipping through my fist. He slowly pulls his fingers from my ass and lines himselfup with my asshole; still gripping the base, he pushes his hips forward, and I feel the head of his cock slide in. I can’t help from tensing up, and he stops. “Fuck, I don’t want to hurt you,” he grits out.
“Please, Ryder.” I’m not above begging at this point. I need to feel him inside me.
He puts his big hand on my thigh and pushes it so my pelvis is pointed up. Then he starts to push again, and I feel him pop past the resistance.
“Please don’t stop,” I tell him breathlessly. It hurts like a motherfucker, but I don’t want him to pull back.
He pushes his knees under my ass, lifting me more so he has more room to slide in. He braces his hands on the arm of the couch over my head and shoves his hips forward. His cock slides all the way, and I can feel every drag of his barbells scratching my nerve endings.
“Are you okay?” he asks when his thighs are firmly pressed against my ass.
I take several steadying breaths, breathing through the pain before I answer. “Yes.” I feel so fucking full, and it’s burning, then I feel a rush of pleasure. “You can move.”
He places both arms crossed under my head, then slowly drags back out. “Shit. You feel good,” he groans before sliding back in.
It still burns a little, but it’s mixed with such intense pleasure I don’t even care. He rubs my prostate with every slow drag in and out, making my whole body tingle. “Faster,” I groan, and he starts moving faster, causing my back to bow. “Holy fuck.”
My hands fly to his shoulders, and I take advantage of having full access to his body, running my hands everywhere. I want him to lose control and to fuck me like I’ve seen him fuck Les.
“Ryder,” I groan.
“Yeah,Bello?” he groans in my ear.
“Fuck me,” I beg. He feels amazing like this, but I need him to really move.
He shudders against me, and I can feel his carefully constructed control; I want to obliterate it.
He kisses me hard before levering up on his knees, jerking my hips to meet his thrust, giving me exactly what I want.
“I love your cock inside me,” I groan, and Ryder slams into me again.
“Fuck, Holden. I don’t know if I can hold back.” I can see the tendons standing out on his huge shoulders and his fingers flexing on my hips.
“I can take it,” I assure him.
His fingers tighten at the same time that a determined look crosses his face. He starts moving faster and harder, ramming his cock into my ass, and all I can do is hold on. His thighs are slapping against mine, our grunts and groans filling the room. Besides being in Les’ pussy, I’ve never felt this much pleasure in my life.
Ryder wraps one hand around my cock, the other still braced on my hip. He starts stroking me in time with his thrusts, and I know I won’t last much longer.
“Damn,Bello,” he grunts, “I’ll never get tired of this ass.”
I can only groan in response with him hammering into my ass with his fist wrapped around my cock. I can feel my release building from my fucking toes; it’s the most intense thing I’ve ever felt.
“I’m going to come,” Ryder pants out. “Where do you want it?”
“Inside me.” I don’t even hesitate.
“Fuck,” he says, stroking me faster, trying to get me there at the same time.
I feel my spine start to tingle then my balls draw up. “Ryder!” I yell, busting all over my chest and his hand.
He hooks his hand back to my other hip, pounding three more times. He holds himself deep inside me when I feel him swelling; my cock twitches at the feeling, so I wrap my hand around it, stroking it hard. More cum pours onto my chest. “Holden,” Ryder groans, and it’s the most delicious sound in the world.
He collapses forward, catching himself on his hands beside my head. “Was that okay?”
I can’t help but laugh. “That was more than okay, Ryder.”
“Good,” he smiles, kissing me again. “It’s your turn next.”
