His smile is like the sun. “I’ve never had any control around you, Fare.”
I smile back, but it’s not the truth. He’s had lots of control around me: every night he left to sleep alone, all the times he kept his feelings hidden.
But now, he’s fully giving me his trust.
My fingers slowly begin to dip in and out of him. “You feel so good, Day.”
He only moans, arching his back and vigorously pumping his cock a few times. The sight makes my own length twitch with need.
I slip one finger in deeper now, getting him used to the feeling of fullness. “How is that?”
“More,” he groans. “I want more of you.”
I suck in a breath and inch my other finger in. Fuck, he’s so gorgeous, this gladiator with my fingers curled in his ass, holding him at my mercy. His eyes shine with a taunt. I begin to pump my hand in and out, in and out.
“Fuck, yes, Fare. Fuck.”
I grip his length with my other hand, simultaneously pumping cock and ass.
“Does this feel good?” I ask, my voice a raspy breath.
He pushes hard against me. “You have no idea.”
“I do, actually.” I laugh.
Then he sits up on his elbows. “I need you now, Fare. Fuck me.” Then he smiles. “No … Make love to me.”
I can barely breathe, my heart near beating out of my chest. I pull my fingers free and lean over him, capturing his mouth in a kiss. Then I position my hardness at his entrance. “Ready?”
“So ready,” he says, and it seems to mean so much more than just this moment.
Inch by precious inch, I drive into Dayton’s ass. His body feels made for my cock, hugging me so tight, each movement has me shuddering with ecstasy.
Dayton grabs my hips and guides me further, deeper. My name is a helpless moan on his lips.
When I’m fully sheathed inside him, we blink at each other. “Well?” I whisper.
“I told you,” he says. “I’m yours.”
And so, I take him. Our bodies move like a single entity, rocking together as if we’ve done this a thousand times before. And yet my heart sings in a way that celebrates this as the first time. Something Dayton has gifted me alone.
“How are you doing?” I manage among my pants and groans.
“You’ve got the cock of a god,” he growls. “I love being stuffed full of this godly cock.”
His praise makes me fuck him harder. I lift his leg over my shoulder, revealing a glimpse of his plump ass cheek. I smack it. Dayton half-growls, half-laughs, then grabs my hips and plunges me deeper into him. We both cry out.
Then with a roar, he flips us over so I’m on my back. He positions himself on top. With a hungry gaze, he drives his ass down on to my shaft, plunging me deeper in him than I’ve ever been. My mind turns to haze, clouds of lust and elation falling over me.
“This is your ass,” Dayton says, voice gravelly. “I’m giving it to you. Watch your cock fill me up.”
He pops himself right to the tip of my shining head, then slowly inches himself down. His scorching tunnel engulfs my entire length, all the way to my balls, and I can hardly keep my eyes from rolling back into my head.
Dayton grips his base, squeezing. “You’re too much, Fare. I can’t take this much longer.”
I run a hand down his chest, voice pleading. “Come with me.”
“Where?”
