“Fuck, I can’t stand it,” he muttered, squeezing me again. “Thisass. Look at you.”
I ground my face into the pillow and breathed in his scent and humped against his sheets desperately, and all that coiling tension, that overwhelming heat and need and shameful, dirty excitement, was building so fast inside me that even when he took his hands away, Istillcouldn’t stop.
Behind me, I heard him spit, and then the slick, rhythmic sound that told me he was stroking himself while he watched.
I groaned, my whole body shuddering with desire. I wanted to see. He was so sexy when he did that, but oh God, I couldn’t… couldn’t stop moving. Couldn’t stop rocking into his mattress. Couldn’t stop thrusting my thing against it even when the friction became too much… when it started to burn and rub butstillwasn’t enough, was driving me closer and closer andcloserbut oh, God, I still needed more, I needed… needed…
“You’re so goddamn beautiful like this, sugar,” Tyson whispered behind me, one big hand coming to rest on my bottom as the sound of his hand on himself sped up. He spread me wide open again, exposing my hole, and I knew he could see it clearly now because the room was getting just light enough that I had to be fully on display for him. “Fuckingbeautiful.”
I whimpered, moaning into the pillow as my hips ground desperately against the bed. His words made everything feel even better. I was being so bad, but it was for him and that made me shameless—made merevelin it—because he wanted it.
“You know what I’m doing right now, baby?” Tyson asked, his thumb moving over my hole again as his words started to get choppy and ragged. “I’m… I’m watching you, Sean. You made me so fucking hard... I just had…hadto touch myself, didn’t I? Love how fucking needy you are all the time. How desperate for it you get, baby.”
I couldn’t think.
I couldn’t stop.
I was his and he liked it andohgodohgodohgodI was so close.
Tyson kept rubbing his thumb over me, groaning as he panted out all those nasty words that felt so good.
“Look at you, dirty boy. You’re about to make a mess on my bed, aren’t you? You’re so fucking bad, sweetheart. Such a… such a naughty boy. FuckingChrist. You’re gonna make me unload right on your tight little hole the way you’re going at it.”
Hearing how excited he was, how hard he was breathing, almost felt better than the tsunami-like wave of pleasure cresting inside me.
Almost.
“I’m gonna shoot all over you,” Tyson promised, voice all growly and deep as the sound of his stroking became a steady whir. “Gonna watch my cum drip right down your sweet little crack. You want that, baby? You want… want to feel my cum on you again? Want it right on this little hole you keep teasing me with?”
“Yes,” I sobbed just as he pressed against it. And then my whole world went white, all that dirty, shameful, delicious pleasure he’d built up inside me exploding out of me at once. “Tyson.”
“Oh, fuck,” he muttered as I clutched at the bed and ground my thing into it, coming and coming andcominguntil it felt like I was swimming in my own mess... then floating... then adrift, all warm and syrupy and never wanting to move againever.
Tyson made me feel so good.
Heaven would be staying right here, with him, forever.
“Fucking Christ, Sean,” he groaned, bracing his arms on either side of me again as he dragged his thick rod through my crack. “You make me crazy, baby.”
He did it again, the tip nudging at my hole.
“Please,” I whispered, pushing my bottom up toward him.
Would he do it?
Did he really want it, like he said?
Would he make it his, makemehis, the way I so desperately wanted him to?
“Pure fucking temptation,” he muttered. But then he was stroking himself again, right there, right over my hole. I could feel his hand moving and his body hovering over me and his hot, panting skittering over my back as he did it.
Faster.
Faster.
“This is…myhole,” he gritted out, panting. “My… fucking…ass. It… belongs to... me, Sean, right? You’remine. You’re my—fuuuuuuucccckkk.”
Hot cum splattered over me, right where I was most sensitive, and I moaned, reaching back to spread my own cheeks for him and get more of it… more…allof it.
