Page 82 of Shaken and Stirred


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“You’re killing me, Ryder. Fuck me. Now.”

I grabbed the base of my slippery dick and lined up with his hole. “Ready?”

He scowled.

“Guess so,” I said as I gently pushed into him, taking care not to rush the process.

“Oh, shit,” he said as I breached him. “Ryder…”

Lights danced before my eyes as I slipped through the first ring of muscles. I gripped his thighs, probably hard enough to bruise him. “Alex, oh fuck. Alex, you’re so goddamn tight.”

His nostrils flared as he inhaled through his nose. “I think you’re just huge. Ryder, oh my God, I’m so full. I’ve never…” He shook his head.

“You okay?” Every ounce of strength I possessed went to not thrusting hard. No matter how much my body screamed at me to do just that, I refused to risk hurting him. He’d let me know when he was ready.

“Yeah, yeah. So good. Keep going. Slowly.”

Inch by inch, I tunneled deep into Alex until my entire dick was encased in the hottest, tightest ass I’d ever had. He clenched, rippling his muscles along the length of me. “Wait!” I cried. “Fuck, don’t do that yet. Don’t move. It’s too good. I’ll come.”

He chuckled.

“So not funny,” I rasped, letting my head hang as I tried to breathe and think of snakes and spiders to keep my balls from erupting. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold.”

Warm fingertips coasted up and down the sides of my spine. “Ryder, nothing you could do would make this anything less than the best experience of my life.”

His words shot straight to the center of my chest, blooming out in a starburst of gooey warmth. His cheeks flushed bright red as though embarrassed he’d said something so sweet.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

He smiled, and it only expanded whatever was happening inside my chest. “Y-you ready?”

“Hell, yeah. Give me everything you’ve got. I want the whole club wondering why I’m walking funny tomorrow night.”

That was exactly the command I needed to bring me back from the brink of dangerous emotions to the burning need to make us come.

I withdrew, then snapped my hips forward, making us moan. Alex was no pillow princess. He worked his hips in time with mine, devastating my dick with a vise-like clasp each time I bottomed out.

I fucked him hard like he asked. With each passing second, he grew louder, groaning, moaning, and babbling nonsense encouragement for more and harder, which I did my damnedest to oblige. When he arched his neck and bared the line of the throat I’d been lusting after earlier, I allowed myself to feast. I trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses from his jaw to his collarbone and back up, pausing to suck at his pulse point. It fluttered wildly beneath my lips, which only made me suck harder like a starving vampire.

Alex grabbed my ass, sinking all ten fingers into my flesh as he urged me to keep fucking him. “Right there, right there,” he cried. “God, Ryder… oh fuck.”

After a final hard suck, I released his neck and grabbed his dick, jerking with near-violent strokes. Alex shouted and thrashed beneath me. A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead, and his grip on my ass slackened.

He was close.

“Ryder…”

“I know, baby.” Again, with the pet name. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t want to. “Come for me, Alex. Show me how good my dick makes you feel.” Three more tugs and two thrusts later, his back bowed, and he let out a string of curses so filthy I nearly blushed.Cum exploded from his dick in thick spurts, coating his abs. I fucked him through the intense spasms, then slowed my strokes despite being a hair’s breadth away from the finish line myself.

Some guys hated being fucked after they finished, and I refused to spoil this experience by making assumptions.

“Keep going,” he said between harsh gulps of air. “Finish in my ass. Keep fucking me, Ryder.”

I stared at his blissed-out expression and knew precisely what would catapult me to the stratosphere. “Kiss me,” I said in a voice too close to begging.

“Yes.” He gripped the back of my neck and yanked me down to his mouth. I thrust like a madman as we devoured each other. It couldn’t have been longer than one more minute before I ripped my mouth away and roared out my release.

“That’s it,” Alex said as my pleasure stole my ability to reason. “You’re fucking gorgeous when you come.”