Page 116 of Chasing Riddick


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In and out, in and out.

I was shattering, my mind melting with the twisting whirlwind of sensation blending with emotion.

“Gonna… come…” I hissed as I continued to drive into him. He rose up to meet me, urging me into him harder with the vice grip he had on my ass.

“Do it. I want to feel you come inside me,” he growled in my ear, and the raw, broken need in his voice sent me over the edge.

“Jake!Fuck!” I screamed his name as I erupted, and he stroked my prostate with the hand that was still buried inside me, milking my orgasm out as I came.

“That’s it, Finn… fill me up.” He bit my earlobe and sucked on it as I finished.

I whimpered and sobbed, my body going limp and weak as my strength left me with my orgasm.

“Good, Finn… You did so good, baby,” he murmured before rolling me off him onto my stomach.

“Jake… what…”

I felt lube dribble across my bare ass cheeks, and he roughly stuffed it into my already well-prepped hole.

“Need to fuck you,” he grunted, and I whined, arching to give him better access as he lined himself up with my ass.

He shoved himself inside me, and I screamed as he pegged my already sensitive prostate.

He let out a deep, rumbly moan as he sank all the way into the hilt, stretching me so much I felt like I might split in two.

“So good, Finn, baby, you take my cock so well…” He was gritting each word out through clenched teeth as he rammed in and out of me. Faster and faster he went until I felt him swell and start to spasm. He snarled as he came inside me, his voice splintering through the thick air of the room. I clenched intentionally, squeezing the cum out of him as his cock throbbed so violently I could feel each pulse.

“Good boy… Good boy, Finn…” he repeated, over and over, as his thrusts began to slow.

Finally, he collapsed on top of me. Our sweat-slicked bodies slid against each other as I buried my face in my pillow, and he bit down on the side of my neck.

“I love you so much, baby… It doesn’t even feel like enough to say it,” he murmured in my ear from behind.

I whimpered beneath him, shivering in ecstasy and wishing I could find the energy to speak and tell him I felt the same.

We lay there like that, with him inside me for what felt like forever, and I realized in that moment that I had probably just experienced what would likely be the happiest day of my life.

I was happy.

I was loved.

I was home.

Alexa Play: Shiny Happy People by R.E.M

The day of the surf competition came quickly.

It felt like I blinked, and then I was suddenly standing on Leviathans Beach, staring at the biggest crowd of people I’d seen since moving here.

The beach was packed. There was even a news van and reporters there to televise it. Goliath had outfitted me in a new wetsuit, and it was the most expensive thing I’d ever owned.

They’d wanted me to use a new gunboard, but I’d refused. I had my pink shortboard with me, and the thought of switching it out felt like I was betraying it or something.

“It’s an inanimate object, surfstar.” Jet had laughed.

He didn’t get it, clearly. This was my favorite board, and it hadn’t failed me before. If I was going to do this, it would be on a board I felt comfortable on.

The crowd was buzzing with anticipation, and I was right there with them. However, my inner circle was not as excited.