Chuckling, I nudged him until he fell onto to bed, his scowl back in place. “What’s wrong, Rayden?”
“Like you said, fuck me or fuck off,” he grunted, rolling into the middle of the bed.
“There’s only one option there, baby.”
I crawled up his body and when I hovered above him, he gripped my hips, yanking me down and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I groaned, aware of his hard chest under mine, the fine leg hair brushing mine, our stiff cocks pressed together as we devoured each other’s mouths. Lowering my hand between us, I rubbed, teased, and stroked his hard length until he bit my tongue with a loud groan. Using his precum, I slid a finger past his tight balls and slicked his tight entrance. His hips jerked up and he broke the kiss, breathing just as hard as me.
“I need you to fuck me. Now,” he rasped then gestured with his chin to the nightstand. “Top drawer.”
Frowning, I drew back onto my haunches, and I opened the drawer. I looked at him, surprise lining my brow. “You came prepared.” I grinned. He gave me a sheepish smile. Maybe there was hope after all, that he’d definitely survive the betrayal. I withdrew the sealed bottle of lube. “On your stomach.”
He shook his head and sat up in front of me. Before I could respond, he reached for the lube. Squirting the liquid onto his hands, he grasped my cock, tugging from hilt to tip, one hand over the other, rubbing the liquid into me. He repeated the massage until my cock swelled and I was ready to burst.
“Fuck.” I gripped his hand to stop him. “If you touch me any more than what you’re doing, I won’t be fucking you, Rayden.”
“What’s wrong, old man, can’t handle the heat?” He gave me one of his cocky smirks before rolling onto his stomach.
Crawling over him, I stayed on all fours above him and pressed my lips to his shoulder, nipping my way from one to the other, alternating with tongue and teeth, he groaned under my touch. When I squirted the lube on his back, his groans grew louder, and his hips moved to accommodate his hard-on pressed under him. In slow circular motions, I worked the liquid over his heated skin, letting my fingers dance between his lower back and the top of his crease. I smiled when his ass clenched in anticipation.
“Relax, baby,” I whispered against his shoulder, smearing the lube over first one cheek then the other, deliberately avoiding the one place he wanted me to touch. I kept this up for a few minutes, adding more lube but not giving him what he needed. He groaned into the pillow, his hips grinding into the mattress. “If you come before I fuck you, I’ll stop now,” I warned.
“Stop fucking teasing me,” he growled.
“What’s wrong, my cocky little shit, can’t handle the heat?” I chuckled earning a muffled snort.
Pulling back on to my haunches, I added more lube and this time with one hand spreading his ass cheeks, I slowly painted the lube around his entrance.
His hips bucked on the first touch, his groan long and drawn out, “Fuck.”
I continued massaging more liquid into him until I slowly slipped a finger inside his tight hole. Both Rayden and I moaned, and goosebumps feathered his skin.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking tight.” I couldn’t look away, watching mesmerized as I pushed in all the way in and slowly pulled out, repeating the caress until he whimpered.
“Please, Lorenzo,” he begged, his need making my dick rock hard.
“Please, what, baby? You want this?” I inserted another finger, my gaze unmoving, fascinated by the way my fingers stretched him. My cock twitched when he thrust back and the muscles in his back flexed. I worked my fingers in and out only until he was gasping for air.
“Oh fuck, yes,” he grunted.
“You like that?”
His hips bucked in response. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
I knew I’d hit the right spot, the right angle and the perfect pressure. “Not yet, Rayden,” I warned again, working the same spot over and over and loving the way his body jerked with each thrust.
“Fuck you,” he gritted out and I chuckled. “No,” he moaned at the loss of my fingers.
“Shh, baby.” I moved over him, letting the head of my cock slide through the crease between his cheeks and he pushed his ass up trying to gain more friction. “You ready for me?” He nodded. “Condom?”
He shook his head, angling his face to look at me. “I’m clean. I promise—”
I leaned forward and took his mouth in a slow kiss. His vulnerability was so profound, yet he refused to show it and perhaps what drew me to him. I guided him up onto his knees and elbows then kneeled behind him. Giving my cock a few strokes, I lined up with his puckered hole.
With a hand on his ass, I spread his cheeks apart and began inching inside him. Rayden’s soft moans resonated arounds us, his body clenched, trying to stop the intrusion and he gripped the pillow. I stilled my movements. “Are you okay?”
“Don’t stop,” he growled.
Smiling, I kept going. My gaze glued to where we connected, I watched my thick length disappear inside him, inch by inch. “Fuck, you’re tight,” I groaned, my engorged cock thickening with each slide in.
