He gave me another squeeze, then gently teased his finger around my hole. Thesnickof a lube cap was loud, and then he was back, tapping a slick finger against my entrance. We sighed happily, caught up in the moment together as he slowly sank the tip of one digit inside me.
“Where did you get the lube?” I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.
“We must’ve left it here last time. I don’t think anyone else ever uses these rooms anymore.” He chuckled.
“This doesn’t seem rough. Cillian sometimes fucks me like he’s mad at me, you know? It’s almost painful.” I got a happy little flutter in my belly. I didn’t usually try to wind Fallon up on purpose, but this was fun.
Fallon gasped. “He does?”
“Mm. It’s really nice,” I said.
He laughed and dropped a kiss behind my ear. “I can be rough. Wait for it!” He slipped two slick fingers inside me, then nibbled along my neck while he stretched me gently.
“That isn’t rough. Think about how Aspen fucks when he hasn’t had time to do it for a few days. It’s so delicious, the way he hammers me when he finally gets me alone.”
Fallon moaned, a deep needy sound that gave me chills, and combed his fingers into my hair. He got a solid grip on the strands and tugged my head back, making me arch my spine. “How about now,” he growled into my ear.
“Closer,” I said as my dick throbbed and sparks blazed across my abs, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
“Lube me up,” he murmured in my ear, voice deeper than usual.
He sat back, and I straightened onto my knees and took the tube from him. He shuffled around until he was beside me, but his face was pink and he didn’t meet my gaze, almost as if he’d embarrassed himself.
Laughing, I squeezed a generous amount of gel onto my palm, then stared at his face in anticipation as I wrapped my hand around his dick. His mouth fell open as I slid my fingers along his firm, superheated flesh, and he moaned, fucking my fist in a steady rhythm.
“This isn’t very rough,” I whispered to him.
He stuck his tongue out and bit the tip. “Damn it.” He scowled, and I was pretty sure he was imitating Cillian.
“You’re cute.” I snickered as he shoved me down onto my front again. I loved his warm, solid weight as he settled onto my back, and he didn’t use his hand to line himself up, just teased his dick along my crack until I moved enough that he was in the right place. With one determined stroke, he split my hole open and jammed inside me. The slight burn had me feeling high.
We both moaned as his groin met my asscheeks. I couldn’t help myself; I squeezed around him. His fingers tangled with mine again as he steadily rolled his hips, teasing my prostate perfectly with each glide out, then back into my body. The comforter against my dick was a pleasant, soft caress that sent me racing toward my peak.
It didn’t take long before we were breathing heavily. I fucked back against him, and he bucked to meet me. Fallon might not know how to be rough, but he was spectacular at spearing pleasure into my body, and he moved perfectly with me until everything became a frantic race toward the finish line. He whimpered into my ear when I was almost over the edge, then fucked faster and harder, sending me careening into a blissed-out punch of heat that tore apart my body and forced cum from my balls. I quivered and panted underneath him, enjoying the aftershocks when he slammed deeply into my ass and tensed on top of me, unleashing a gush of cum into my body. His fingersalmosthurt as he gripped mine, but then he snickered and pressed sweet kisses along my neck.
After a few minutes of his dick soaking in my body, I became restless and wriggled around, and he eased out, then flopped to the bed at my side on his back with a wide grin. He curled his muscled arm over his head and studied me like I might be some strange dream.
“That wasn’t rough, was it?” he asked, then huffed to blow a few stray strands of golden hair out of his eyes that had come loose from the bun.
With a grin, I brushed the remaining strands off his face, then ran my thumb over his cheek. “I don’t want rough from you. I want this from you.” I gave him a sweet kiss, and he sighed, opening for my tongue and inviting me in. This was what I loved so much about Fallon. He listened to me like no one else did and wanted to give me everything I asked for at the drop of a dime.
I loved all my guys, but this was how Fallon was special. He was always happy to give me what I needed. “That was perfect.Youare always perfect.”
His expression shifted and a shy smile peeked out at me. “Thank you. I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
He sighed and glanced toward the bedroom door. “Let’s get ready before Conall sends a search party after us.”
“One more time?” I asked, shamelessly pouting.
“Anything you want,” he murmured, then climbed onto my back again. “This time it’ll be rough.”
All I could do was laugh as he sweetly pushed into my body once more, dick already hard for me—or maybe he’d never gotten soft. God knew I was still ready to go because I could never get enough of him.
13
FALLON
