“You can come at any time as long as my dick is inside you when you do.”
“Yesss,” I hiss, his finger rubbing against my rim. He flicks open the lube, and it’s only seconds later that he’s pushing what feels like two slick fingers into my ass. “Just fuck me,” I tell him. He’s done it enough by now to know what my body can take.
“You dying for this cock?” he asks as I push back against his fingers, fucking myself on them.
“Yes. You know I am. Want your cum. Want it deep inside me.”
I drop my head against the mattress when his fingers are gone, hating the empty feeling, but then the lube falls to the bed again, telling me he’s used it, and a second later, his fat, hard cock is pushing right into where we both want him.
“Fuck…Miles…so good.”
“You’reso good. So good at taking my dick. At being my little cum dump. At keeping this ass for me.” He grabs my hips, pulling out, then thrusting into me again.
“You promised me hard and fast,” I say, voice choppy with his thrusts, my dick bobbing and leaking.
“I wouldn’t want to break my promise now, would I?”
That’s all it takes for him to let loose, strong fingers gripping me, tight enough to leave welcomed bruises as Miles fucks into me the way he said he would. The bed is shaking, each stroke of his cock against my prostate making me see stars. I feel floaty, like I’m strung out for him, but in a good way that makes me feel better than anything ever has.
I spit into my hand, stroking my dick as he pistons his hips, railing me the way I crave. There’s not a chance in hell I’ll last long, though I wish this could last forever.
He changes the angle, and it’s exactly what I need. “Fuck, right there. Just like that.” I stroke faster, my vision blurring.
“Look at this ass, taking my cock like it was made for it. Was your ass made for my dick, Dax?”
“Yes, God yes,” I say just before my whole world explodes, my orgasm splintering me apart. “Fuck. So good. So goddamned good.”
“Me too. Fuck, me too. Gonna give it all to you.” His hold on me changes, feels different as he pumps through his orgasm, pushing spurt after spurt of cum inside me. “Be good and take it all,” he tells me as I collapse onto my stomach. Miles follows me down, working into me all the jizz he can get. “There you go. You’re gonna be all full for me today.”
“Yes,” I say, wishing like hell I had time for a nap.
Miles chuckles like he can read my mind, then kisses my shoulder.
If I could, I wouldn’t leave this bed for the rest of the day.
23
Miles
Fuck, I’m onedge, and I blame Dax.
If he hadn’t been such a good slut this morning, my cock wouldn’t be straining in my pants right now. You’d think the fuck we had, knowing he’s stuffed with my cum, would have been good enough, but it’s never enough with him. And I don’t know why, but it’s stressing me out as I head to the bachelor auction with Tatum and Caleb.
“Ooh, who are we betting on?” Caleb asks as he drives us to the venue.
“Who areyoubetting on at a bachelor auction?” Tatum asks. “Did you need to tell us something?” He reaches over from the passenger seat, resting his hand on Caleb’s shoulder. “It’s okay. This is a safe space. Your secret is safe with us.”
“The fuck?” Caleb says with a laugh. “I meant we as in ‘who are we excited to see tonight?’ You know?”
“Sounds like you’re not even trying to make sense,” Tatum insists.
“Miles, back me up here.”
I get what he means, but I’m on edge enough to be a dick, so I say, “Nope. Not a clue what you’re talking about.”
Caleb grunts. “Whatever.”
“I’ve got my eye on that Sigma Alpha—Keegan,” Tatum says. “He’s a hottie.”
