Her back arched. She strangled me with her legs, grinding against me, chasing her?—
A silent scream tore through her as she soaked my face. Her body convulsed, and then grew slack, her muscles giving out. Panting, she released my hair she’d used as a lever.
Gedeon renewed his rhythm, switching the angle by pressing down on my hips until?—
A sharp half-gasp, half-grunt abandoned me. He was rubbingthatspot, that tiny bump, and I hunched from the onslaught of sensations.
A waterfall of garbled mutters spilled out of me as he turned me into a puddle, his pelvis smacking against my ass, making my cock bounce from the force.
My peripherals darkened, yet I managed to croak out, “Gedeon.” His name rolled off my lips like a prayer, only I didn’t know for what. My brain had liquefied, and my neurons sizzled from his responding groan.
He slowed, but not to give me a break. Bending over, he plastered his front to my back, our sweat gluing our bodies together. “Say my name again.”
As his left hand found the top of mine, he laced them together. The right one slid down my abdomen, over my twitching core, to my?—
He grasped my shaft, twisting and squeezing around the head, and Ichoked. “Ge— I— Gede?—”
Rocking in and out of me, he brought me to the brink of madness and…held me there. Immobile, unable to leap off the cliff into the sweet nothingness.
“Not yet.” His whisper ghosted over the shell of my ear, and I shuddered from the tenderness in his command. “I love the sounds you make when I keep you on the edge.” His teeth explored my neck, mapping out my flesh, hunting for the best place?—
He sunk them underneath my jaw.
The dull sting, his intrinsic need to bite, together with him stroking me, did it. “Gedeon,” I strained to say his name right before everything snapped and the world vanished.
I soared the skies of the universe, sailed the waves of the void, while he continued to pump me, prolonging the concoction of agony and pleasure.
My knees would have buckled if I wasn’t already on them, and I mumbled an incomprehensible plea for him to cease torturing me.
Leaving my oversensitized flesh alone, Gedeon planted his palm next to mine. Quickening his pace, he fucked me until his exhales became ragged, the slams of hips faltered, the guttural noises thundered in his chest?—
Buried impossibly deep, he stiffened. The next thing I knew, he was coming, coating my rearranged insides in hot spurts. If I had any energy left, I would’ve come a second time merely from the sounds he made.
Gradually, he came down from his high. Pulling out, he forged a path of warm kisses down my back.
But I knew better than to move.
He spread my ass cheeks to rub the tight ring of muscle, to check if his cum was trickling out of me or not. The man had a fascination with stuffing his belongings full of him, as Kali had once put it.
I looked over my shoulder at him. “Have you ever tried it?”
“What? Getting fucked?” Gedeon shrugged, as nonchalant as one could be. Getting to his feet, he collected our discarded clothing, tossing piles of fabric to Kali and me. “I always try things at least once.”
Wrangling my arms into my white t-shirt, I declared, “I want to fuck you then.”
“I second that.” Kali secured the button of her high-waisted denim shorts. “I want to see it.”
Gedeon frowned at his t-shirt, also white, but with a special patch on the back—the creation I was most proud of. “No.”
Dressed, I marched right up to him, erasing any space but a fraction between us. “What if I say please?”
His sigh of defeat called out my grin.
“We can talk about it later,” he mumbled, and my smile widened impossibly. I’d freaking won this game match. The first one between us ever.
As we strolled back to our car, Kali came up to my side. “You have to teach me how to make him do what I want.”
Throwing an arm over her shoulders, I laughed, unrestrained and content.
