Fuck.
The thought tightens everything in my body.Makes my breath stutter.Makes my grip on his hips go feral.
I want it.
I want to know what it feels like to be that open for him.To let him put himself inside me and stay there.To feel his release settle deep, claimed and kept, like we’re sealing something unspoken but undeniable.
Later, I think.
Later, I’ll let him.I’ll beg for it, more so when I’m inside Ves, doing just the same.
But right now—right now I need to finish this.I need to give him what he asked for.
I fuck him harder, deeper, my hips snapping forward, the sound of skin on skin obscene and perfect.Every thrust is deliberate.Claiming.He’s clenching around me, tight and desperate, dragging me closer with every movement, like his body knows what’s coming and wants it now.
“Fuck,” I groan.“You’re pulling me in.Like you don’t want me to leave.”
“Don’t,” he gasps.“Stay—stay inside me.”
I lean over him, chest pressed to his back, my mouth at his ear.“You’re taking me so fucking well,” I tell him.“Holding me like this.Like you were made to keep me.”
He moans, broken and beautiful, and his body tightens around me again, sealing the promise.“Please,” he begs.“Cally—please?—”
I’m close.
So fucking close.
Monty’s hole is gripping me like it knows, like his body’s learned the shape of me and doesn’t want to give it up.Every thrust pushes me deeper, his back arching, moans ragged, thighs trembling under my hands.
He’s perfect.
Open.Slick.Mine.
“You want it,” I whisper against his neck, my voice gone rough and cracked.“You want me to finish inside you.”
“Yes,” he pants.“Please.Fill me.I want to carry it.”
Fuck.
That’s it.
That’s what sends me over.
I bury myself deep—so deep I swear I feel his breath catch—and come hard, my release flooding into him in hot, pulsing waves.His body clenches around me as I give it to him, the rhythm of my hips breaking as the orgasm rips through me, raw and consuming.
I keep him tight against me, still buried to the hilt as I grind one last time, forcing every last drop inside.
“Take it,” I growl.“That’s it.All of it.My cum in your hole.You’re fucking perfect.”
He shudders under me—and then I feel it.
He comes.
Untouched.
Cock pressed to the sheets, back bowed like he’s offering himself completely.A moan tears out of him, thick and desperate, as his body milks mine for everything I have.
I don’t pull out.
