I kneel on the step again, leaning forward so I can brace my elbows on the pool deck. The water comes to the top of my thighs, leaving my ass and hole totally exposed.
Hayden’s hands land on my ass, two hot brands searing my skin. He kneads them like he’s making a loaf of bread, then pulls them apart to lick a stripe up my taint and over my hole. A shiver runs up my spine and I push my ass back into his face.
“Oh fuck, yes, please.”
He licks and stabs at my hole with his tongue, eating my ass out and humming like he’s enjoying every goddamn bite.
Between my legs, my dick is burning up. If I tilt my hips forward, it dips into the water and the cold shock makes all my senses go haywire. I can’t tell if I’m too hot or too cold. I can’t tell if I want to go deeper into the water or climb out of the pool. All I know is I need more of Hayden—today, tomorrow, forever.
I’m about to beg Hayden to fuck me when Christian beats me to it.
“Hayden, catch.” He tosses Hayden the lube.
Hayden doesn’t waste a second before squirting the lube directly on my hole. Lube is normally pretty cold at first, but today, it’s been sitting in the sun for a while. Warm liquid hits my hole and I let out a shriek of surprise. And when Hayden pushes it into me, it almost feels like he’s pouring hot water into my ass.
“Oh my god, fuck.” I can’t hold still. My body is so confused over what it’s feeling and what it wants. “Holy fuck. Jesus Christ.”
Behind me, I can feel more than hear Hayden’s giggles. Memories of that day last week when we couldn’t stop laughingwhile we fucked spring to my mind and giggles bubble up inside me too.
“God, babe, stop torturing me and fuck me already,” I call out.
Hayden slaps me on the ass in response. “I’m getting there. Don’t rush me.”
I laugh at how he talks back at me, so confident and sure of himself. Behind his camera, Sebastian’s eyebrows are up at his hairline and he looks like he’s trying not to laugh along with us. I hope the fans on the other side of the camera lens will feel the same way. I hope they’ll see the love and joy Hayden and I share and want to laugh out loud too.
I let out a long, drawn-out moan when I finally feel the blunt head of Hayden’s cock at my hole. He teases me with it, pushing in only a fraction of an inch before pulling out again. I try to shove myself back on him, but his hands on my hips are too strong. He keeps me exactly where he wants me—going out of my fucking mind.
“Put it in me, babe, please, just put it in me,” I beg. I don’t know how much longer I can take his teasing.
Then, without warning, his hands tighten on my hips and he’s pulling me backward while his hips shoot forward. He impales himself inside me in one blinding thrust that drives all the air from my lungs. My mouth hangs open as I struggle to catch my breath, but Hayden doesn’t give me time to adjust.
He starts fucking me like he means it. Like he wants to wedge his cock so deep inside my body he’ll never be able to extract himself again. The sound of skin slapping against skin mixes with sloshes of water as it ripples out in waves around us. Pleasure screams through me, setting me on fire from the inside out.
I reach between my legs and squeeze my dick as hard as I possibly can. I have to if I want to keep from coming too soon.With the connection between me and Hayden burning so bright and knowing thousands of people will see him destroying my ass, I’m barreling toward my orgasm way too fast.
Hayden’s hands slide from my hips to my front and in one swift movement, I’m hauled upright, water flying everywhere from the change in position. Now I’m exposed to the camera in full sunlight, Hayden still buried in my ass.
He knocks my hand away from my dick and replaces it with his own. I drop my head back on his shoulder as he starts jacking me off, his hips still driving into me from behind.
“Oh, fuck!” I scream. The dual assault is too much. I turn my face to press it into Hayden’s neck as a sob escapes me. I need to come. Right now. I need to come so fucking bad.
Reaching my hand up, I wrap it around the back of Hayden’s head, turning it so we can kiss. It’s an awkward angle, but I don’t care. I need to kiss him, to share breath with him, to let him know in every way I can that I love him.
I’m a split second away from coming when he drops my dick and pulls out of my ass. His arms stay around me, holding my limp, dead weight so I don’t sink under water.
My dick is spasming as it struggles to come, but can’t. My ass clenches, looking for a cock to suck back inside, but there’s nothing there.
“Nooo…” I whine, squirming in Hayden’s arms as the orgasm slips out of my reach.
Hayden chuckles, low and evil, the sound rumbling right in my ear and vibrating from my back through the rest of my body. “Don’t worry, babe. We’re just moving to the lounge chair.”
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FIVE
HAYDEN
Santino is adorable and clingy as we towel off and slather each other with baby oil. His hands are everywhere—my chest, my back, my legs, my arms—and honestly, I’m not any better. This might be the most fun I’ve ever had on a shoot before. Like genuine, laugh out loud, don’t want it to end, kind of fun. And it’s all because of Santino.
