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Scott pushed himself out of my arms, and disappointment washed over me. Until he walked over to the couch and draped himself over the arm.
“Scott,” I hissed.
“You started this, Griff.” He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his underwear and slowly peeled it down his thighs. “So finish it.” He grabbed the fleshy globes of his cheeks and spread them. “Fuck my—slutty hole and make me drip.”
My body went into instant overdrive. Adrenaline pumped blood through my veins, sending a rush of it to my cock. I stood behind Scott and, with trembling hands, got myself coated with lube and guided the swollen crown of my cock to his hole.
“Keep it open for me, just like that, baby.” I thrust forward and entered him. Scottie’s body shuddered with pleasure. The world around me faded under the heady sensation of Scottie’s heat enveloping me.
“Oh god,” he moaned, his voice a breathy whisper that sent waves of lust crashing through me. “Griff…harder. Pound me.”
The sight of me disappearing inside him repeatedly was almost as good as the feel of his muscles sliding down my shaft. I quickened my pace, lost in the moment and how fast my release was building.
“I’m not going to last, Scottie,” I groaned. “Jesus. That sweet little fuckhole gets me every time.”
“Me neither. Oh god, Griff. You’re so big.”
“Just the way you like it, baby. A big cock to lay pipe in that slutty hole.”
“Yes!” he hissed.
“Is this my slutty hole, baby?”
“Yes! Yes! Your slutty hole, Griff.”
“That’s right, baby.” I shoved his hands aside, gripped his cheeks, and squeezed hard enough to make him cry out. My fingerprints would remain on his skin, a silent claim that marked him as mine. If only I could make it more permanent. “All mine.”
“Yours, Griff.”
“Damn straight, baby.” A primal urge overcame me, and I grunted, thrusting deeper into him. “You gonna let anyone else play in my hole?”
“No, Gr-Griff,” he choked. A shrill cry tore from him.
His hole tightened around me, his muscles clenching. A powerful shiver rippled through me. “I’m gonna—” The room vanished around me, and my senses dulled except for the tingling of my skin and the piping hot stream of blood flushing through my veins. Every thrust through my climax was a beautiful agony of me not having enough of Scottie.
At the last second, I pulled out and planted one hand on his cheek while I jerked my cock with the other. I aimed the last spurt of cum to splash over his raw, used, gaping hole. Cum ran down his taint and to his small sac.
Scottie groaned. Shit, I’d just taken him too roughly. Even if it couldn’t have lasted for more than five minutes, I’d laid into him with no thought of his delicate body.
“You all right?” I helped him upright and reached for his underwear.
“I can do it.” He brushed a damp lock of hair off his forehead.
“Let me.” I slipped my fingers into the lace and pulled them up until the waistband rested snugly against his angular hips. “I’m jealous.”
“What?”
“Of these.” I tugged at his underwear gently. “My hands should be the one cupping your ass like this.”
“You’re so silly.” He threw his arms around my neck and leaned into me. The sweetest smile played along his lips. I couldn’t resist meeting him halfway. He tasted like sunshine and honey, and I couldn’t get enough of both.
I lost track of how long we kissed. Possibly longer than the time we’d spent fucking, but time with Scottie never felt like it dragged. Slowly I released him from the prison of our kiss, a prison I would gladly enter of my own free will at any time.
“Are you forgetting something?” he asked.
“Huh?” I was too dazed from his kiss to follow until he pointed.
“Oh, shit.” I released him and grabbed the roses and chocolate from the coffee table. I handed him both. “These are what I actually meant to give you when I walked in. Not what just happened on the couch.”
