“Good point.” Oz rocked his hips brushing the head of his cock against Seth’s hole. “I’m just savoring you a little,” he said.
Seth blushed at the sweetness of that remark. He knew he was fun in bed, but not usually the kind of fun that people bothered to savor.
Oz was a sweetheart, though. Despite his intimidating outward appearance, he was clearly a gentle, thoughtful man.
Seth wouldn’t have minded him getting a little rough right about now, though.
“Do you want it enough to beg?” Oz asked, his voice a low rumble. A jolt of arousal hit Seth deep in his gut at the sound. Everything about Oz was a huge turn-on, and his voice was no exception.
Seth swallowed. He didn’t need his dignity nearly as much as he needed Oz’s cock right now.
“Please,” he whispered, looking Oz straight in the eye, watching his pupils widen in response.
“That was hot,” Oz said, apparently surprised. He wet his lips, still staring into Seth’s eyes as if they held all the answers he’d ever needed in his life.
Seth hated to disappoint him, but he needed to get off.
“You know what would be hotter?” Seth rocked his hips forward. “Fucking me like you promised.”
He was desperate enough now not to care about sounding needy or demanding. This was a one-night thing, it didn’t matter what Oz thought of him, and it wasn’t as though he was going to tell. Oz had gentleman written all over him. He was too good for Seth by a long way under normal circumstances.
Weddings made people fuck other people they wouldn’t normally have looked twice at.
Oz laughed, the sound vibrating all the way to Seth’s gut, making his need even more intense, even more obvious. “Bossy.”
Seth opened his mouth to respond, but the words caught in his throat as Oz rocked his hips forward, finally pushing inside. A broken moan replaced whatever Seth had been about to say, his mind suddenly blank except for the thought that this was exactly what he wanted.
He could feel Oz’s cock pushing his limits, bigger than Seth had been ready for. He’d been so eager to get to this part that he’d practically begged Oz to rush the prep work, so he couldn’t exactly complain about it now. Not with a bead of precome rolling down his own cock at the sensation, even as he rode out the almost-painful pressure.
Gasping, he rolled his hips, trying to stretch himself just a little more, wanting to be able to take this hard and fast. Seth could feel the power in Oz’s hips. It wasn’t hard to imagine how good he’d feel when he really got started, all that force behind him, every thrust leaving Seth shaken and dizzy.
He wanted everything Oz could give him, and he wanted it now.
“You need a minute?” Oz asked, his breath ghosting over Seth’s neck, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Every one of his senses was on fire right now, the barest touch enough to send ripples of pleasure coursing through him. A bead of sweat rolled down his neck, tickling his back, his skin hot and sensitive to every tiny point of contact.
“Not a full minute,” Seth choked out, clenching his teeth as he adjusted to the way Oz’s cock was stretching him. He didn’t want to wait, but he couldn’t bring himself to move right now.
“Take your time,” Oz purred in his ear, proving that he was exactly as much of a gentleman as Seth had picked him for.
Seth wriggled his hips, biting his lip as Oz’s cock shifted inside him, pressing against just about every sensitive spot he had at once. He was still gasping for air, the pressure of Oz’s thick cock making it hard to take a deep breath. His heart pounded in his chest, his own cock achingly hard as he clenched around Oz, trying to force himself to relax all over again.
They weren’t kidding when they said everything was bigger in Texas.
Oz held his ground while Seth wriggled, keeping him pinned against the wall and firmly in place, barely reacting except for a soft gasp and a tiny, heartfelt sigh. If he hadn’t been sure before, Seth knew now that Oz was going to be the ride of his life. His patience meant he’d last longer, and that was exactly what Seth wanted right now.
As he caught his breath, Seth rolled his hips to let Oz know that he was ready, that he wanted more and he wanted it now.
Without missing a beat, Oz lifted Seth’s leg, hooking his knee over his shoulder in one fluid, practiced movement. His cock shifted deeper, leaving Seth breathless all over again.
He choked on air as his head fell back, struggling to catch his breath again as Oz shifted his grip, every movement making Seth want to bear down, but Oz’s hands stopping him from moving much at all.
He felt full, and tight, and so, so needy.
“Oh wow,” Seth muttered under his breath, stars bursting behind his eyelids. He couldn’t remember closing his eyes, but he couldn’t bear to open them, either.
Oz was overwhelming in the best possible way.
Next to his ear, Oz chuckled. His breath made the hairs on the back of Seth’s neck stand up, and he shivered in response.
