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“Yes,” I said, though my voice sounded ragged even to my own ears. “So ready.”
Viper smoothed a palm over one of my ass cheeks. “That’s the perfect fuckin’ answer.”
It was the only answer. I’d told him earlier that I’d only be saying yes to him tonight, and one of these days, Viper was going to have to start realizing I meant what I said.
As Viper spread me apart, I felt the head of his cock tease up and down the slippery strip of skin he’d worked over, allowing me to become familiar with having him there, feeling his presence in such a monumental way behind me. I rocked back against him, enjoying the sensation of having something hard to rub up and down against, and as my movements became faster, Viper’s fingers dug harder into my skin.
“Fuck. If you move like that when my cock is inside you, I’m not gonna last long enough to shout your damn name.”
I grinned at the torment in Viper’s voice—not that he could see—because the idea that he was as affected by me as I was by him was one hell of a rush.
“I’ve gotta get in you,” he said as he pushed the tip of his shaft to my opening. “If you want to stop—”
I looked back over my shoulder. “I won’t.”
Viper’s jaw clenched before he lowered his eyes back to what he was doing, and when the wide head of him breached that first tight ring of muscle, my body froze. The burn was instant, the pressure insane, but the promise of what I knew would be on the other side of the discomfort, like when Viper had bit into my shoulder but then drove away the pain with pleasure…? That was the feeling I was chasing, and I knew he’d deliver.
I gripped the covers under me as Viper slowly entered my body, and just when I thought the discomfort might surpass my desire to find the oasis I knew was on the other side, Viper shifted down over me and wound an arm around my waist.
As his naked skin came into contact with mine, his fingers wrapped around my softening cock and stroked. The pleasure I felt was instantaneous, his touch making the lust that had taken a detour come roaring back to the surface, as he settled in behind me and began to work me over.
He kissed along the top of my shoulder and up my neck to my ear, and when Viper sucked on my lobe, I automatically shoved back.
“Goddammit, Angel. How am I ever gonna leave you now?”
My dick jerked as my ass clasped the cock deep inside me, and the curse that left Viper told me whatever I’d just done felt really fucking good.
He drew out of me slowly, every millimeter pure torture until he pushed forward again, filling me up. With Viper’s front flush against my back, I reveled in the way his strong body felt against mine, and as he went to pull out again, I reached back and grabbed his thigh, holding him there.
Viper hummed his approval against the base of my neck. “Doesn’t look like you want me to leave either.” He began to rock his hips back and forth slightly, little thrusts that sent me gasping. My head fell forward as I dug my fingers into his thigh, the new sensation almost overwhelming in how good it felt. “Mmm, I like that too.”
As he continued to drive into me, he circled his thumb over the head of my cock, spreading the pre-cum down the length in a slippery slide. It was almost too much, Viper filling me from behind while he worked my dick. But it wasn’t until he bit down on my shoulder again that I was sent flying over the edge. I had no choice then—I had to let go and let the tide carry me where it would.
“That’s it, Angel,” Viper said, his voice thick and gravelly. “Your ass is so fucking tight it’s strangling my dick.”
I shuddered, the tremors of my orgasm racking my body into oblivion, and I found I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. With my cock spent, I collapsed onto the mattress, and Viper pulled out of me completely, the weight of him disappearing. Before I had a chance to mourn the loss, his strong arms looped around me, flipping me to my back.
“I died,” I said. “You killed me.”
A cocky grin appeared on Viper’s face as he angled his head toward mine. “Can’t wait to kill you again, Angel.”
Then his lips slammed down onto mine, a brutal meeting of the mouths that flamed quickly and died all too soon when he tore his mouth away and sat back on his knees.
“I believe I owe you something,” he said, rolling the condom off his rock-hard length. Then he took his dick in his hand and played those talented fingers up and down his length the way he did his guitar.
