He sinks in again, and his dick drives straight over my prostate. A noise tears from me, and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t human. It was feral and animal and completely out of my control. I get it now. I get what all those guys on the askgaybros forum were talking about. Holy shit does getting dicked down feel fucking good.
His hips stutter, and his fingers tighten where they’re holding my hips. I moan. I want him to squeeze me so tight I bruise. I want his fingers sinking so far into my skin that he gets stuck there. We’ll have to walk around permanently fused together. Won’t be awkward at all trying to play baseball with his hands glued to my hips. Nope.
“Harder,” I beg.
He snaps his hip and—I yelp and jump away from him.
“Shit! Shane, are you okay? Fuck. I’m sorry.”
My chest heaves with the force of my breaths, and my eyes slide shut. Apparently, as much as I want harder, I’m not quite ready for that yet.
“Too deep,” I manage between gasps. “I don’t know what to do. I want you tofuck me.You know? But I can’t handle all of you.”
He rubs a soothing hand over my back, and I curl intoit like a cat. My back rolls with the touch, follows it and seeks every last bit of contact it can get.
“Don’t worry. I have a trick for that.” His rich words drip over me. They’re heated and thick with lust, and they have my pulse spiking. He shifts behind me, and one of his hands leaves my hips. “I need to test something quick. Let me know how far in I can go, okay?”
He slides in slowly, small flutters of pleasure spreading through me with the soft movement. The minute discomfort starts, I stop him. “There.”
“All right. Let me know how this feels.”
He pulls almost all the way out. And slams back in. A keening moan rips from me. “Perfect.” Fuck. “So perfect. What’d you do? You know what? I don’t care. Carry on, kind sir. Onwards. More of that.”
He chuckles, and my ass clenches. Now that’s an experience. I could feel his laughterinside me.
“I’ve got my fist around my base,” Jed says. “So I can’t sink into you as far.” He drives into me again.
My fingers fist the comforter. Wow. So much wow. What a smart guy. Gotta love when they’ve got the brawn and the brains, amiright?
He’s unhurried as he snaps into me, a slow drip of pleasure-torture, each one pulling a strangled cry from my throat. Every time he sinks deep, his balls slap against mine, even with the barrier of his fist, and holy fuck, that’s a sensation. A sensation I am a very big fan of. I’m waving my foam finger over here. Ball slapping is where it’s at.
My cock hangs heavy and angry between my legs, but I’m definitely not touching it. The minute it gets any contact, it’ll be game over. I don’t want this to be over. I want extra innings.
“Please tell me this feels as good for you as it does for me,” I beg.
Was that a shameless plea for praise? You betcha. I swear I sense him shaking his head. Is that a thing? I can justtellwhen he’s exasperated with me at this point. Maybe it’s like some dick to ass connection special power. When you have a dick in your ass, you can read the other person’s mind.
“You want to know what I’m feeling?” he murmurs.
My skin prickles. Why does that sound like a threat?
“You want to know how amazing it feels to have your virgin hole choking my dick?”
His husky words drip over my skin, and I shiver.
He sinks back in. “How sexy it looks to see my cock disappear inside you, your body swallowing me.”
I whimper. I’m not going to survive this.
“How you’re so fucking tight I think I’m going cross-eyed with bliss. My dick has never been happier in my life. I want to bury myself in you and never leave.”
Please never leave.
His fingers flex, and his voice turns raw. “How the sight of you pushing back on me, shamelessly begging for more, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed. That muscled ass of yours jiggles obscenely with every thrust. God, I want to fucking take a bite out of it. And the sounds you make? I want to record them and save it as the soundtrack I play when I jerk off. You put porn to shame, Sunshine. I don’t even need a visual, not when the sounds you make are so fucking sinful.”
Oh God. I have no words. But I’m also insanely jealous that he gets to see us like this and my view is the fucking threads of my comforter. Not that I’m dissing doggy,because I very much like being owned. But I definitely want to try this where I can at least see him next time.
“So unfair that you get to see,” I whine.
