I lean down and kiss him. “Nope. Just means there’s more of you for me to hold onto,” I say as nudge his legs open and thrust against him.
I press my finger against his entrance slowly, and he groans.
“More of you for me to fuck,” I whisper against his lips. “Lube?” I whisper against his ear.
He sucks in a breath. “Nightstand.”
His breaths are short, strained, and I can’t help but grin. I reach for the nightstand, fumbling with the drawer. I grab the bottle which looks brand new and barely used. I warm it in my hands then I slide my finger over his hole, teasing with the slightest pressure before I press into him.
He groans, his hands gripping my shoulders.
I slide my finger in a bit more so I can stroke his prostate. He jumps, nearly knocking me off him, but we fall back easily.
“Fuck, Alex,” he groans.
“Louder,” I say, leaning down to kiss the side of his neck.
I start to build a rhythm. His cock slides against my abs, solid and wet, leaving sticky trails along my skin. I use my free hand to grab his cock and his entire body tenses.
“No more,” he says, pushing my hand away from him. He grabs my wrist and pulls my finger from his tight hole. I still for a moment, and his heavy breath echoes between us.
“I want to feelyou.”
I blink, his words settling on me.
“Are you sure?” I ask, the shock in my voice evident.
“Yes,” he says, grabbing my jaw. Then he pulls back, stares up at me, and in that deep, dark, commanding voice, he says, “Now be a good boy and fuck me.”
Fucking hell. I’ve never heard sweeter words.
I lather my cock with as much lube as I can and waste no time sinking into him. If he wants to feel it, if he wants me to fuck him, I’ll fuck him into next week.
There’s no tension, no resistance. His hips meet my thrusts evenly as I bottom out and we both groan.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I say, kissing him.
“So do you.” He slides one hand over my ass and squeezes.
I grab his dick with one hand while I use the other to hold onto his hip.
“Come for me,” I demand.
“Alex…” His eyes fall shut.
“Louder,” I grit through my teeth. I grind into him so hard the bed shakes. “Scream my fucking name, Jordan.”
“Fuck, I’m going to—”
I pull my hips back and slam into him as my balls draw tight. “I said come for me!”
“Alex!”
I swallow his cries with my mouth, and my orgasm hits and we come together like a perfect storm.
I collapse onto his chest, catching my breath as his hands come up around my back and he holds me tight. I close my eyes as the tears come along with a satisfied grin.
The knock at the door alerts me and I freeze. Fuck, I forgot about the damn pizza.
