“Fucking hell.” I fuck into him harder, faster. My balls are aching, so damn full.
His ass squeezes me, nearly sending me over the edge.
His lips are parted, breathing heavily as he squeezes his eyes shut, concentrating on his pleasure.
“Look at me,” I beg him, body dripping with sweat.
He whimpers, eyes opening slowly, free hand clawing at my back, gripping at my hair, pulling me down for a kiss.
I kiss him until we’re both breathless and our lips are swollen and wet.
“Blake.” I’m so damn close but I want to say this right now, in this moment. “I love you.”
His eyes widen and the sweetest whimper leaves him. “I love you so fucking much. I’m so damn in love with you it’s not even funny.”
“Oh fuck,” Blake sobs. “I love you, too. So much. Oh god!” He cries out, lips parting as he finds his release. His cock sprays between us, coating his chest in thick ropes of cum.
The sight of him falling apart beneath me has me going over the edge. And the fact that his ass is gripping my cock so damn tight I think I’m going to pass out.
With a few more deep thrusts, I bury my cock deep inside his ass and stay there as my cock throbs inside him, filling him with jet after jet of warm cum.
So many different emotions rush through me. Love, happiness and something more intense I can’t put a name to.
I’m a grinning fool as Blake’s body relaxes into the mattress. “Holy fucking shit,” he groans.
“Was it good?” I chuckle, brushing my lips against his, body buzzing with pleasure.
“Good? It was fucking amazing. I want to go again.”
I snort out a laugh. “I’d love to. But let me have some time to rest.”
“I don’t need any.” He grins, and when I look between us, his cock is thick again, laying in the mess of cum on his lower belly.
“I have a feeling you’re going to be hard to keep up with.” I kiss him.
“What can I say? I have a hunger that only you can satiate.” He smiles shyly.
“Never feel bad about how much you want me. As long as I can get hard, I’ll give you whatever you need.”
Wrapping my arms around him, I roll us over until I’m on my back and he’s on top of me.
He leans over on my chest, rolling his hips. My softening cock does perk to life.
“Needy little thing.” I chuckle. “Now, lift up.”
“Why?”
“Because I want you to make a fucking mess of me.” I grin at him with pure filthy hunger.
Biting his lip, he looks down between us and starts to lift off of me. My cock falls free, slapping against my stomach. But it’s the gush of my cum dripping from his ass, making a mess of my cock that has me groaning.
“Fuck that’s hot,” he whimpers.
Reaching between us, I gather some from the puddle forming around my cock and bring it to his hole.
“I’m going to fill you up so many times this weekend, you’re going to be leaking my cum for weeks.” I thrust two fingers inside, pushing my cum back into him.
For the next few hours, we have sex three more times. Each time is just as perfect as the last.
