“Now it’s my turn to drive you out of your mind,” he says.
NICHOLAS
“Nicky,” Clay answers with a groan. “I’m ready to explode.”
I get my knees on either side of him, reach back, and grab his dick at the base. “I love how hot and hard you are. You’re going to fill me up so good.”
He’s already pushed me to the edge of an orgasm, and all the buildup from our date in Niagara Falls is pulsing through me. I’ve never wanted Clay more than I do right now, and I won’t be satisfied until I feel him inside me.
He steadies himself and rises up, pawing at my hip. “Show me.”
I moan and pull his crown to my hole, taking charge. Instantly, lust burns through my entire body, and his dick against my rim drives sensation to my core.
He groans and bounces his hips lightly, eyes burning into me with desire.
“Clay,” I manage, breathy and whiny. I slow down, writhing, my hole tight against the tip of his dick. It’s slick and hot and wet, and I grind my teeth, pained with how much I want him. “Clay, your dick is throbbing.”
“Give me your ass, Nicky.” He grabs my cheek, squeezing appreciatively.
Ready for more, I push down. My thighs are taut, but my breathing steadies, and I feel my muscles loosen.
I ease down, barely an inch, and Clay roars out my name.
Pure ecstasy.
“That perfect ass.”
I slap my hand on his chest, and as my weight eases back, I sink further. “Going to ride every inch of you,” I say. We’re moving achingly slow, and Clay grabs at my body, needing more as he rises up.
“Take it,” he tells me through strangled breaths. “Take everything. You are the hottest goddamn man.”
His words set off fireworks behind my ribs.
I bounces my hips faster, and next thing I know, I’m fucking him, driving my ass down his stiff length over and over again. Electric pleasure rips through me, and Clay thrusts back up, crashing into me.
He’s so hard and hot and thick. Fuck!
When I push down to his hilt, Clay meets me, pulling us into a deep kiss.
“Nicky,” he groans, pulsing and leaking inside me. I clench down, spasming on his dick, and I think I’m going to come, or maybe he is. But we hold it together, kissing and biting at each other, until we’re fucking again.
Clay wraps his arms around me, holding me in a bear hug as he slowly stands. I let out a surprised groan, but I keep my balance steady enough as he hitches me up.
Half-squatting, one arm around my shoulders, Clay turns and pushes me against the wall. He’s growling with every thrust, and I wrap a hand around his waist to steady myself as I take him.
“Holy shit, you’re strong.”
He bounces his hips up, fucking into me. When I gasp, Clay drives into me again, like an answer.
Thighs burning, I fuck him back, harder and harder. I claw at his back and hold him, feeling every contortion of pleasure.
I want to be his.
I want him to be mine.
Finally, Clay turns and throw us onto the mattress again. He plows into me, thrusting from the hips and hitting my spot. I grab my own dick and pump myself, throwing my head back and groaning. I start yelling out filthy things, demanding over and over again that he fuck me harder, and Clay happily obliges.
I’m on the edge of my orgasm, and I can feel Clay line our desires up. Hollering his name, I take him as hard and deep asI can, and when I squeeze down tight on his dick, he erupts. His hot, wet load fills me, and I come apart, orgasming just as hard.
