He makes a low growling sound. “Then ask.”
I can do this. I can ask for what I want.
“Will you fuck me, Wraith?”
He spreads his fingers, stretching my hole a little more. “Ask nicely.”
“Fuck.”
“You can do it. You have manners; I know it.”
He’s pissing me off, but my choices are to be stubborn and have this end or to just fucking ask for it.
“Please, will you fuck me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
He pulls his fingers out, and I whimper at the loss. When I look over my shoulder, he’s digging into the pockets on his jeans, quickly producing a condom and a small packet of lube. The man is prepared. Was he hoping he’d run into me again too? Fuck, I hope so. I hope I’m not the only borderline-obsessed freak in this equation.
I hear the crinkle of a wrapper and then he’s there, his thick cockhead pressed against my hole. I push back a little, but he stops me with a firm hand on my lower back.
“Patience,” he whispers, sending a shiver through me. Fuck, he’s sexy.
Wraith pushes in slowly, allowing both of us to feel every incredible inch. It’s been so long since I’ve been filled like this, so long since I’ve allowed a man to touch me here, and dammit, I missed it.
“Fuuuuck,” Wraith moans. “Fucking hell, your hole is paradise.”
I exhale slowly, willing my body to relax and let him in farther. He grunts when he’s completely in, pressed against me, his chest to my back. My hole clenches around him and I feel the precum dripping from my cock, but I don’t want to touch it yet. I want to feel this for as long as I can.
“Gonna move now,” he says.
“Yes.”
I thought he might start out slow, but I was wrong. Wraith pulls back then slams into me, moving the couch with the force. He continues, unrelenting, and when he shifts slightly, he finds that spot inside me that sends me to the moon.
“Oh fuck, Wraith,” I moan, holding his hands to my chest.
He shows me no mercy as he clamps his mouth on my neck and sucks hard, snapping his hips at a brutal pace that leaves me unable to do anything but experience this. My skin is on fire, sweat gathering and making me slide on the leather couch.
“I’m pretending I’m fucking you raw,” Wraith grunts, his voice raspy. “I’m gonna breed this pretty hole and watch my cum drip out of you.”
“Jesus,” I whimper.
“You ever come like this alone with one of your toys? No touching?”
I shake my head, barely coherent at this point.
“Ooh, a challenge.”
His fingers dig into my hips, and I’m sure I’ll have bruises from it, which weirdly turns me on. Wraith is not a gentle lover, and I’m glad. I needed this more than I knew.
“Fuck,” Wraith murmurs. “I don’t want this to end. I want to live inside your hole.”
I moan at his words. He’s too much.
I can tell he’s getting closer from the way his rhythm stumbles and his breathing quickens. He’s rough with me, squeezingmy ass and hips while he pounds into me, absolutely wrecking my barely used hole.
“Fuck,” he grunts, twisting his fingers in my hair and pulling hard enough that I feel the sting. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
