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Suddenly, Tate turned around and sat down on the couch, and I straddled his lap.
Perfect. I needed him. Now.
As soon as my knees hit the cushion, I reached for his jeans, unzipping them with shaky hands.
“Faster,” Tate grunted and pushed my hands aside, taking over like the bossy shit he was.
I pulled off my t-shirt and threw it aside.
“No patience,” I whispered and leaned down to lick his neck while he hooked one finger in my beltloop and pulled me closer.
“I ran out of patience a long time ago,” he murmured as he quickly unzipped my jeans. “Oh shit, no fucking underwear. You goddamn tease.”
I let out a dirty chuckle and bit down on his neck, sucking the skin and reveling in Tate’s throaty grunts and moans, his body writhing, reaching for mine.
Next thing I knew, he had both our hard cocks in his warm, rough hand, and I could only groan and punch my hips forward. I stared down at him, at us, and my mouth watered as I took in the sight of his cut, veiny cock sliding against mine, the heads red and slick with precum.
Fucking hell, I couldn’t wait to have that beautiful dick inside me. But I needed to see him. All of him.
Without pause, I grabbed the edges of his button down and ripped that fucker apart.
I attacked Tate’s mouth, each kiss more desperate than the last.
He tormented me, stroking my cock faster and faster, as I rutted against him. The sight of him, the naked desire in his eyes, it was my total undoing. Pleasure sparked in my balls, and I pumped my hips faster, chasing my orgasm.
“Tate, oh God, I’m sorry,” I whispered as I fucked his hand.
I was so close. I wasn’t going to last.
“What?” he asked and stopped moving.
I nearly screamed in frustration.
“Don’t stop!” I hissed and gave him another mauling kiss to make my point.
“What—” Tate managed to whisper when I let him come up for air.
“I said I’m sorry because I’m going to come. Like right now,” I moaned and thrust my hips.
“Baby, I’m right there with you,” he confessed. “Ten years of edging can only end this way.”
A shiver wracked my body when he called me ‘baby’.
Tate spat in his hand and began jacking us off again. Between that and all the precum we were leaking, there was no need for lube. Not for this.
My balls drew up tight, every stroke of his hand a pleasure that kept building and building. Sweat rolled down my face, my chest, my skin hot, every nerve ending in my body on fire.
Reaching down, I slid my hands over his hairy pecs and tweaked his nipples.
The resulting jolt of his body and the deep groan that rumbled up from his throat told me I was on the right track.
His hand frantically pumped up and down, our cocks rubbing together, the heat, the friction, it was so fucking good.
And knowing that I was going to come on Tate? With Tate?
My mind was blown and my load not far behind.
He licked his other hand and pushed it down the back of my jeans, teasing my ass. When one thick finger slid down between my cheeks, I pushed back, encouraging him.
