I grip my cock but keep my touch light as I do as he says. I’m so turned on I don’t want to risk coming before he’s even inside me.
Keeping eye contact with me, Xave guides his dick to my waiting hole, and I immediately bare down when I feel the soft press of his blunt head against my opening.
His groan mixes with mine as his cockhead slips inside me, and I can only lay there and stare up at him in wonder as he gently rocks his hips, using tiny little thrusts to slowly sink deeper until his thighs brush my ass.
He gives me a few seconds to adjust to his size, then pulls almost all of the way out of me until just his cockhead is holding me open. Instead of slamming back inside me and fucking me hard and fast, he moves in slow, even glides.
Being able to see him like this is doing things to my insides, and it’s not just the sight of his big, powerful body over mine. It’s how he’s looking at me, like I’m special and precious and he wants nothing more than to be in this moment with me.
“There you go,” he murmurs and runs his big hands up and down inner thighs. “You look so hot right now. All spread out like you were made for me.”
I bite my lip ring so I don’t tell him that Iwasmade for him and he can do whatever he wants to me, but by the smirk that lifts the corner of his lips, he already knows I’m thinking something along those lines.
Xave leans over me, shifting the angle of his cock so it drags over my prostate, and my body lights up with each subsequent thrust. I’m panting and whimpering and making all sorts of sounds that would be embarrassing as hell if I was with anyone else as I desperately try to stave off my orgasm.
“That’s it,” he murmurs in his sex voice as he thrusts faster but not harder. “God, you’re so damn tight. You feel perfect. You’re perfect.”
His words hit something deep inside me, and I let go of my cock so I don’t come.
Xave grins, his smile full of heat and challenge as he plants his hands on the couch and cages me in with his arms. “You gonna come for me?”
“If you keep doing that I will,” I say with a breathy laugh.
Xave shifts his hips again, and my laugh turns into a strangled cry when he hits my prostate at the perfect angle, and keeps hitting it as his thrusts get harder and faster.
“That’s it,” he murmurs, his gaze intense as he stares down at me. “Let me hear how much you love this.”
I arch into him as my entire body lights up with the most intense pressure I’ve ever felt, and a string of random words mix with my cries as Xave fucks me like the sex god he definitely is.
“Yeah,” he says, his eyes gleaming with lust. “That’s it, babe. Come for me. Show me how much you love when I fuck you. How much you love my cock.”
The pleasure inside me keeps building until it feels like every part of me is taut and ready to snap.
“Tell me who’s ass this is,” Xave practically snarls as he snaps his hips faster and harder, driving into me with so much force I slide up on the couch with every powerful thrust.
“You!” I gasp and grab his arms, needing those extra points of contact so I don’t spiral off into the ether. “It’s yours. Only yours!”
“Fucking right it is,” he growls and slams into me so hard my eyes roll back and I arch right off the couch. “Tell me who you belong to.”
“You,” I say, or rather pant as our eyes lock. “Tell me who you belong to,” I scrape out as what I can only describe as dark possession rolls through me.
“You,” he says in that sexy growl, snapping his hips so hard and fast our labored breaths and the slap of our skin ring out in the quiet room. “Just you.”
Xave leans down and catches my lips in a deep, drugging kiss that makes my head spin as even more pleasure gathers low in my body. I’m so close I can barely think straight, but his kisses and the hard press of his body against mine helps settle some of the chaotic energy rolling around inside me.
Desperate for more contact, I wrap my legs around his waist and hook my ankles together, locking him against my body as he fucks me so hard and fast I can only cling to him and ride the waves of pleasure as he takes me higher and higher.
“Fuck,” he grunts against my lips. “Damon.”
My orgasm explodes out of me, and the world blinks in and out of focus as waves of pleasure roll through me and I shoot between our bodies.
Xave swallows my cries with his kisses as I ride out my orgasm, and I’m barely aware of him shuddering against me as his cock pulses deep in me. Then the most incredible warmth fills me, and I let out a giddy sound, kind of like a cross between a giggle and a sigh as he empties his load inside me.
I’ve never gone bare with anyone, and a deep sense of intimacy mixes with the intense sensations of heat and pleasure as Xave collapses on top of me, his body heavy and his kisses messy as we both come down from our releases.
“Holy crap,” I mumble when I can think, and speak, again.
Xave makes a sound that could mean anything and presses several soft kisses against my neck.
