“Yeah. Spread your fingers to stretch me out a bit.”
I followed his directions, pushing at the interior of his slick, smooth insides. I nudged his prostate again, making him jerk and gasp.
“Fuck me now,” he growled.
“Are you su?—”
“Now,” he insisted, rolling onto his hands and knees and presenting a very round, tight, delicious-looking ass. Flynn might be a big guy, but damn, he was proportioned just right.
I rolled on the rubber, slathered it with more lube, and pressed up against his hole. “Ready?”
“Yeah, do it,” he said. “Fuck my ass.”
God. Hearing Flynn talk dirty was really doing it for me. He was usually so polite and gentlemanly.
It took me a couple of tries before I got the angle right, and then I pushed in. I went too fast, sliding deep, and Flynn gave a hoarse cry. “Fuck!”
I groaned as his ass clamped down around me, tight and clinging. “Sorry. Too fast?”
“Little bit,” he said, voice tight.
I rubbed a soothing hand up his flank. “Sorry, you just feel too good.”
He made a soft noise. “You too, Bailey. Just needed a second to adjust.” He twitched his hips back. “You can move.”
I drew back slowly, carefully, and gently eased in farther. Inch by inch, I rocked my way into his body until my hips met his ass.
“Still good?”
“Yeah. Fuck me, Bailey. Fast and hard.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes,” he growled. “Pound my ass.”
As if he’d given my body permission, instinct took over. I drew back and thrust in hard, making us both cry out in pleasure. My long, slow strokes turned into hard, fast jabs into the tight grip of his body.
Flynn rocked back to meet me, slamming hard against my pelvis, sending shock waves through my balls and pleasure tingling up my spine.
“Fuck, fuck, it’s too good,” I panted between thrusts.
Flynn worked his hand under himself and started jerking his cock. “I’m close.”
Of course, my treacherous cock chose that moment to hit its limit. I came hard, muffling my shout against his shoulder blade as I came inside him.
He kept stroking himself, trying to get there, but I could tell he was struggling.
“Wait,” I murmured, pressing my lips to his back. “Let me finish you.”
He paused, panting. “How?”
Slowly, I retreated, drawing a hiss from him as I pulled out of his ass. I took care of the condom and then nudged his hip.
“Turn over.”
Flynn rolled onto his back, face flushed, and I dropped down to swallow his cock. I didn’t bother with any teasing, just took that sucker as deep as I could manage while thrusting three fingers into his ass.
Flynn came thirty seconds later, flooding my mouth with salty semen. I swallowed it as best I could, wiping the rest from my face with the back of my hand.
