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“Damn,” he whispered like a prayer. “Mateo…Jesus.” Panther’s voice was rough as sandpaper, which made me fuck up onto my long digits a little harder. “Do it again.”
I withdrew my fingers and pushed home again a little harder, and when I widened them and grazed my prostate, I squeezed my eyes shut behind the soft black fabric. That was when a hand clamped on to my ankle and I was hauled down the bed.
My fingers slipped free and I reached for my cock. Panther smoothed his hands down the inside of my thighs, pushing them wide, and made a sound I knew I’d replay over and over whenever I wanted to get off.
Half growl, half groan, he sounded like an animal about to go wild. He hooked his hands under my thighs and raised my hips a fraction to nudge the wide head of his dick against my empty hole. Panther was done waiting, was done watching, and before I could tell him to hurry the fuck up or this would all be over, he surged forward and filled me in one hard thrust.
“Fuck.” I shouted so loud that I wouldn’t have been surprised if everyone on base heard me. But damn, Panther was so fucking deep, and it felt so unbelievable that there was no way to hold back. I desperately began to milk my cock, my senses now on overdrive as Panther began to thrust in and out of me at a relentless pace.
God, it was intense. The sounds echoing off the walls, the smell of sweat and arousal as my cock leaked all over my hand and stomach, and the feel… Damn, the hard, thick feel of his cock destroying me was more than I could’ve ever imagined.
Panther came down over me, batted my hand out of the way and took my dick in his fist, then flicked his tongue across my lips. “Open for me.”
I did better than that. I craned my head up and blindly aimed for his lips, and his mouth crashed down on top of mine. As his tongue dove inside, I groaned and wrapped my legs around his waist, and he began to fuck me hard into his mattress.
It was fast, it was hard, it was everything the two of us lived for, and as I began to shake, I felt Panther tense as he gave his final order.
“Come on me, Mateo. Come on us.”
Like anything was gonna stop me. The next time he tunneled inside, Panther came hot and hard, filling me with his arousal, and I exploded in a sticky mess between the two of us.
Holy fucking shit. I felt like I’d been hit by a Mack truck. As my hands and legs fell limp to the bed, I heard a satisfied laugh, and I smiled. Even that felt like an effort.
“Pleased with yourself?” I asked as Panther pulled out of me.
“I think you should be able to feel how pleased I am for at least a couple days. Don’t you?”
I was about to answer when gentle fingers stroked over my cheek and then slipped under the blindfold, removing it from my eyes. I blinked at the handsome face hovering over mine then grinned.
“So, what’s the verdict? Am I as talented in a blindfold as I am out of it?”
Panther tossed the material aside and then lowered over me until our bodies were connected head to toe.
“I’d say that’s a resounding yes, but…”
“But?”
He traced his fingers down my temple to my chin and then angled my face up.
“But as much as I loved that little fantasy, nothing compares to watching you fall apart, and then having you look at me like I hung the fucking moon.”
My heart thudded hard, but instead of responding, I pressed a kiss to his lips and laid my head back down on the pillow.
For once in my life, I had no smartass response and no quick answers, because he was right. As far as I was concerned, he did hang the sun, the moon, and all the stars in the sky. That’s the way he made me feel when we were together, and unless someone could prove otherwise, I had a feeling I would forever feel that way about Grant “Panther” Hughes.
15 Panther
“SO HOW’D YOU two wind up friends?” Whiplash dipped a couple of fries into the community ketchup in the center of the table and shoved them both in her mouth. Somehow, the four of us—Whiplash, Houdini, Solo, and me—had ended up at a local burger joint after working out for two hours and were now stuffing our faces full of greasy food and milkshakes. That probably negated the workout, but it was worth it because damn, this shit was good.
“He thought I was a handsome bastard, hit on me, and, sadly, I had to turn him down,” Houdini responded, making me choke on my bite of food.
