The head of his cock nudges my entrance, and I could weep with joy.Yes, this is what I want.This is what I think about all day. Being filled by Grady so thoroughly, his big dick stretching me.
“You want my dick?” Grady asks, that husky voice only making the need that’s eating me from the inside that much worse. I love his voice. I could listen to it all day. Listening to him read the shopping list is enough for me to want to climb all over him.
He teases me, pushing in past my tight muscles only enough for the head to slip in and then pulling out.
Goddamnfuckit. “I do.” I don’t care how unhinged I sound, how desperately my hips are rolling and my body is reaching for him. “I want it so much, Grady. I can’t wait a single second longer; I need you inside—ah!” Grady breaches me with one hard thrust that sends me straight to outer space. I barely register my nails digging into Grady’s thick arms, holding on for dear life.
So full. Yes!
“You’re like the last strawberry-sprinkle donut,” I say mindlessly. Grady’s fucking into me with sharp snaps of his powerful hips, and it feels like he’s touching every part of me. How is it so fucking good? How did I go so long without this all the time? I just want to lie in bed all day while he fucks me until I pass out. Then he can fuck me some more to wake me up, and we can go again.
He’s so much bigger than me, completely dominant and pressing me into the bed so completely that I can imagine that we’re the only two people in the world. “Everyone wants it because it’s so tasty and fills you right up.” I need him to know why he’s the best donut in the packet. “But it’s mine, Grady, it’s mine. No one else can have it. All mine.” Most of my words are slurring together now, and I don’t care. Grady’s so smart, he’ll work it out.
Grady lifts the pillow that’s half sliding off my face to peer down at me, without stopping his smooth thrusts. “I’m gonna get a complex if you keep comparing me to delicate foods.”
“It’s a compliment,” I assure him. The highest. Every person in the world wants all the strawberry-sprinkle donuts.
Grady slides a hand up my thigh to lift it, sliding even deeper with the new angle. He keeps ahold of my leg and leans forward to rest an elbow beside my head.
“Is it?” he asks in a way I know means he doesn’t actually want an answer. Which is good because I’m not coherent enough to actually form a sentence that I have tothinkabout. He kisses me, lips caressing mine sweetly and completely in contrast to the way he’s owning my ass. “Should we stop and go get some donuts? It seems like you want one.”
If we were doing anything else, I’d have said yes. “You—you’re the donut,” I gasp out. “It’s a met-metaphor.” But I might want one later.
Grady rolls his hips on the next hard thrust, and I scream when it hits all the best spots. He knows how to find where it hurts so good. Grady slaps a hand over my mouth, but it doesn’t stop the words from spilling out like a fountain. “Yes—Yeah.Right there.So good. I love you so much. So much.” Some days I don’t know how it all fits inside me, and I wonder if I need to eat more so I have more room for it.
Grady claims my mouth in a frenzied kiss that turns my brain to mush. I try to give just as much back, wrapping arms and legs around him like an octopus claiming its prize.
He’s my shield. My bubble from the world. Myeverything.
Now he’s so deep inside me that there’s nothing between us. One person, merging. “I want to live with your cock in me.” Every. Goddamn. Day. “Have you carry me around and never pull out. Have your cum dripping down my lips for everyone to see.” So that they all know just how good Grady fucks me. That I’m the luckiest guy in the world.
Grady lets out a harsh curse that sends a shiver up my spine, and then he’s fucking me so hard the bed’s hitting the wall in a rhythmic pace.
Holy fuck yes just like that.
“Harder,” I beg. “Fuck me so hard that I can taste you on my tongue.”
The banging gets louder, and I might have worried about that if I could care about anything except the way that Grady’s rattling my bones. “Oh god,” I slur. “So good.So good. Don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstop.”
“Come for me,” Grady orders gutturally. “I want to feel you squeezing around me, baby.” He wraps a hand around my dick and strokes me with the perfect amount of pressure.
My entire body tenses as if on command, and then my orgasm rips through me. Grady groans in response, his hard thrusts going erratic before he pins me against him and stops, his hipstwitching as he comes inside me.I have Grady’s cum in me.No condoms. It really will drip out of me. Fuck, I love the thought of it. I’m not showering, not yet. I want to go to sleep with it still inside me. Cleaning ourselves and the sheets can wait until morning. Keeping a part of Grady in me is more important.
“Plug—can you—plug.” I can’t get the sentence out. I really hope he knows what I’m trying to say because if I have to articulate it, we might both be in trouble.
Grady kisses me lazily, thumbing my sensitive slit and making me tremble. “You want me to put a plug in your ass so you stay full of me all night?”
“Yes—that—yes.” I love this man so damn much. He gets me in a way that no one else ever has.
I’m so lost in his kiss I don’t realise he’s moved at all until something cold and slick presses against my abused ass. My toes curl as Grady works the plug into me. It doesn’t take much, considering how thoroughly he just fucked me.Best night of my life.
So far, anyway. We have plenty more nights.
Grady gently lays me down and shifts us so that we’re under the covers, with me draped over his chest. All the movements jolt the plug, and my nerves are on fire in the greatest way. Idly dragging my fingers up and down Grady’s stomach, I listen to the soothing sound of his heart beating. He’s doing the same on my arm, goosebumps following him.
“It means I’ll be ready for you, later,” I whisper into the dark. “Will you wake me up by fucking me?”
Grady pauses. “You want me to?”
