My head snaps up at the sound of my name in that tone, catching the way his abs tighten and his muscles flex.
I can’t wait any longer. I grab the condom from the bed, rip it open, and roll it on. Alder watches me, tracking every movement as he reaches for the lube and slicks more over his hole. Then he sits up and pulls me into a hard, heated kiss before pulling back with a sly smile.
“How do you want me, baby?”
My hand trails up his solid chest to his neck, and I trace the trees inked into the side with my fingers, before wrapping them around his throat and tipping his chin up.
Amusement flickers in his eyes, and I narrow mine.
“Turn around,” I say, releasing him with a push back.
But he doesn’t move. He just sits before me with that fucking smirk and light dancing in his eyes like he’s loving every second of this.
Before I even know what I’m doing, my hand is in his hair and I’m yanking his head back hard so he’s staring up at me. The light in his eyes darkens, and his features harden.
Good.
“Turn. The fuck. Around.” I pull harder.
That slow, menacing smile spreads across his face once again, but the darkness lingers in his eyes as he knocks my hand away and turns on the bed. But before he’s all the way around, I grip his hips and slam into him.
He grunts, leaning forward to catch himself on the bed, and I hold his hips tight as I pull back and drive into him again.
“Fuck,” I breathe, as warm tingles race across my skin, spreading into my arms and legs, until it feels like every inch of me is lit.
Alder presses his ass against me as his head drops between his shoulders, and I dig my fingers into his hips, fucking him harder. Each thrust seems to open something inside me as I moan louder, hold him tighter, and let go of what hold I had left on myself.
I run my hand up his back, and over the shifting landscape of ink. His tattoos seem sharper now, and brighter, like I’m seeing them for the first time as they come to life under my touch, flexing with his muscles. Everything around us seems to move and hum in rhythm with us, as the trees gently sway outside the window, and the wind chimes send their melodies throughout the house.
Alder’s hand finds his cock, jerking it in time with the way he grinds back against me. I stop thrusting and let him take the rhythm while he glances over his shoulder, stroking himself and rocking his ass against my cock.
“Fuck…” he moans. “You want to use me, Doc?”
A rush of adrenaline courses through me at those words, as I stare down at him and lift my chin in answer.
The corner of his lips tilts up, and he grinds back against me hard one more time. “Make it hurt.”
And something absolutelyferalinside me tears loose.
I grab his shoulder and haul him up, until he’s on his knees with his back flush against my chest. And Ifuckhim.
He reaches behind him to grab my ass and squeeze it tight, as I lock one arm around his chest and bring my hand down to stroke his cock with each thrust.
Alder groans, tipping his head back so I can sink my teeth into his shoulder.
“Fuck, baby… yes… you’re going to make me come,” he pants.
“Then fucking come,” I growl into his skin, feeling myself riding closer to the edge.
His muscles tense under my touch, and a guttural groan rips from him as he shoots cum over the bed.
Holy fuck.
I keep thrusting into him as I close my eyes, and let the feel and sound of him pull me under. My pulse is hammering, the pressure inside me is building, and my body is shaking as I’m brought right to the edge. Pleasure surges through me so strongly it’s like an explosion. I grip him tighter as my forehead falls against his back, and my chest heaves as the rippling effects of Alder fucking Roy continue to roll through my body.
I stay here a moment longer until I’m steady enough on my feet to pull out of him, and Alder drops to the bed on his back. I lie down beside him as I try to catch my breath, and we both stare up at the ceiling painted soft blue with clouds scattered across it. I trace them with my eyes, trying to hold on to the sensations still running through me. The rare, impossible feelingof being…here.In my body, alive… like I might actually belong in this life, instead of just moving through it.
But I know it’s going to fade.
