Page 75 of Callous Shot

“Damn, that’s hot. I wish I’d been there.”

“Mmm.”

“I think we need to make sure you’re properly ready. My dick isn’t as giant as yours, but it’s not small.”

“Mine isn’t giant.”

“Shhhh.” I reluctantly moved out from under him and then prodded at him until he got the hint and moved onto his stomach. Sexy as fuck. “Get your hips up and spread your legs,” I instructed. Lincoln rumbled out a laugh but did as I asked, and I was soon confronted with the delicious curve of his ass and his hole, glistening with lube and ready for me.

Almost. But first, I got to have fun torturing him.

Two fingers, then three, brushing over his prostate while I played with his balls and his leaking erection, until he was panting into the pillow and begging for my dick.

“Please. Stop torturing me, you demon. Fuck me.”

“Ask nicely.”

“I did,” he ground out, and I could sense his patience was wearing thin, so I quickly coated my dick with lube, lined myself up, and pushed inside in one slow, smooth glide.

“Ahhh, you feel amazing,” I gasped, holding myself completely still and counting to ten silently.

“Move.”

“Touch yourself, Link. I’m gonna make you feel so good.” Curling my body over his, I pressed a kiss to the back of his neck, unable to help myself, and he turned his head, his lips curving into a smile.

“Come here.”

My dick was throbbing, my balls were drawing up, and I really needed to pound this man into the mattress before I filled him with cum, but he wanted a kiss? Right now?

Hell yeah. I would never, ever get tired of kissing him. “You’re so bossy,” I murmured, stretching down to brush my mouth over his.

“You are.” He slid his tongue over my lower lip, and goosebumps erupted over my skin.

“Stop it. I’m gonna come so fast. I’m not even joking.” Drawing back from his delicious mouth, now smirking, I sank my teeth into his shoulder in warning. He groaned, and I bit down again before rising onto my knees and gripping his hips. “Hold on.”

That was all the warning I gave him before I snapped my hips forwards, driving the full length of my cock deep inside him. I pounded him hard and fast, gasping as my orgasm tore through me without warning. Stars danced in my vision as my hips stuttered, my dick shooting rope after rope of cum, marking him as mine inside and out.

“I guess you weren’t joking about coming fast,” Lincoln panted beneath me.

“You’re too fucking sexy,” I said breathlessly, and he buried his face in the pillow. Carefully drawing out of him, I ran my hand down his back and over the curve of his ass. “What?”

“I dunno, I guess I’m still not used to you talking to me like that, when you’re normally throwing insults at me,” he mumbled into the fabric.

Hmm. True. Same. “That makes two of us.” Sliding my fingers down, I circled his rim, smearing cum over his skin, and a smile tugged at my lips when he moaned. He looked so hot with my cum dripping out of him. I eased a finger inside him so I could tease him some more by rubbing over his prostate. “How about this? I hate you, you fucking sexy, big-dicked bastard. I hate the way you make me come harder than anyone else ever has before. I hate the way you turn me on so much that my body forgets the concept of stamina. I hate⁠—”

“Okay, I get it,” he said, groan-laughing into the pillow.

“Are you sure? Because I can keep going.” I brushed over his prostate, and his laugh turned into a moan. Time to stop playing with my food and actually eat it. Not in, like, a cannibalistic way. But in a “draining the cum from his balls” way. Withdrawing my fingers, I lightly smacked his ass. “Turn over. I’m gonna suck you off.”

Lincoln turned onto his back, and I took a moment just to look over my gorgeous rival. Had I ever found anyone so hot before? It had to be because we were enemies or something.

My gaze landed on his impossibly hard dick. His foreskin was completely pulled back, the head shiny and dripping precum, and my mouth watered.

“I think I’m in love with your dick,” I told him, and we both froze as my words registered. “Still hate the rest of you,” I quickly added, although I was starting to suspect that wasn’t strictly true anymore. I mean, his ass was gorgeous, his face literally gave me butterflies, especially when he smiled at me, and all those tattoos covering his arms were really sexy. And— Okay, Dan. Enough. Dipping my head, I let my saliva drip onto his erection, and then I curled my fingers around him, stroking his hard length from root to tip. He thrust up into my grip, and I shot him a warning look. Or I meant to, but remember those butterflies I mentioned? They were happening again as I took in his heavy-lidded, lustful gaze and parted lips. I was pretty sure my eyes were turning into heart emojis instead of the laser beams of doom I’d been aiming for, and that was a big problem.

I slid my tongue over my lips, wetting them as I breathed slowly and deeply, regaining my equilibrium. When I was sure I wasn’t going to do or say anything stupid, I lowered my head, taking his dick into my mouth.

Then, I blew his mind, getting my fingers all over his balls, taint, and his prostate as I gagged on his thick length until my face was wet with tears and saliva. Lincoln groaned, his hands gripping my hair. “I’m so close. Can I fuck your mouth?”