“Mm.” He sits up slightly, hooks his hand under my knee, and spreads my leg wider so he’s hitting me deeper,slamming into my prostate relentlessly until I’m nothing but a whimpering, begging mess.
“P-please, Carn.”
“Please what, love? You want to come?”
I nod, biting my bottom lip. “Need. So bad.”
He grins, tilting his hips and driving so deep that my mouth falls open but no sounds come out for several seconds until the building tension explodes. I cry out his name, digging my nails into his back and thrusting my hips to fuck his fist through my orgasm.
It takes over my body, spreading through me and leaving me boneless. When Carnage comes, his body tenses and his hips stutter. He keeps his eyes open, focused on my face, as we both drown in this ocean of pleasure.
As the climax passes and we come back to earth, Carnage sinks into my arms, holding me tight in spite of the stickiness on my belly and the sweat clinging to both of us. He kisses the crook of my neck as tears of pure joy seep from my eyes.
“We’re dirty again,” he whispers after several minutes, then he looks up, his smile fading. “You’re crying. Did I hurt you?”
“No, far from it. These are happy tears, I promise. That was intense and… really beautiful.”
Carnage nods. “Very beautiful. Like you.”
“Like you.”
He smiles again, this time bright and happy, reminding me that he’s still in his twenties, barely older than me.
“Are you hungry?” he asks.
“No, but if you are, I’ll have a snack.”
“Nah, I’m good. Just want you to have everything you need.”
“I do.” And then some.
“Could I ever get as flexible as you are?” I ask Colson as he bends forward, touching his forehead to his knees.
“Of course you can. Just takes practice and consistency.”
“It’s impressive.”
“Sure is,” Bellamy says. “Specter must appreciate it.”
Colson winks at us. “He’s a fan.”
We all laugh. I’ve been enjoying my weekly get-togethers with Colson and Bellamy. Sometimes Pax joins us, but his schedule is weird now that he’s doing some part-time hockey coaching for teens, and he’s a lot older than all three of us.
It’s been a couple of months since everything went down with Leon, and one thing that makes me feel even better about what I did is Carnage finding out that Leon had plans to do what he was planning for me to two other guys as well, but hadn’t lined up actual buyers yet. Some of the guys who work at Redlight were happy to spill the tea after some prompting from my man.
I was just the beginning of what Leon hoped would be his money-making future. Sex trafficking, pimping, sex parties. Seems the drug biz is too competitive so he branched out, looking to get involved with any of the rings swirling around the city.
“I have a question,” Bellamy says, gazing down at his manicured nails. “Stealth mentioned you went out with Carnage one night for work recently.”
I nod. “I did.”
“He brought it up because he thought it might be good for me to talk to you about it.”
“In what way?”
“You’ve seen them work. Up close. If Carnage took you with him, then it can’t be too dangerous, right?”
“Do you want to go out with them?” Colson asks.
