“What do you want, baby?” I ground out, trying to keep myself in check. One wrong move, or right one, and I’d go off before we got to the good stuff. Not that this wasn’t good, because it was. If all he wanted was to rub against each other until we came, then I’d be happy with that. I just needed him all over me.
“In me.” He panted, then whined. He sucked in a breath and reached between us, taking hold of my cock. “I want this in me with nothing between us.”
We’d talked about it. Had the conversation and shared negative results. But we hadn’t had a chance to fulfill the desire, most of our encounters since had been quick as we stole time together. But now we had all the time in the world to make it come true. We’d eventually have to get to work, but the ranch would be fine without us for a few more hours.
“Fuck, yes please. Where’s your lube?”
Mal dug it out from under the pillow and I had a second to wonder when he’d put it there before realizing I didn’t care. The important thing was to ease the way so I could be inside, bring him to the brink of pleasure and then push him over. We needed to be as connected as physically possible as soon as possible.
I squeezed out a more than generous amount, then sucked on his neck while fingering his hole. Mal flushed bright red, but he spread his legs and lifted his knees so I could have the best access. I took my time, both because I knew I wouldn’t be able to be gentle once I pushed inside and because I had a feeling he’d really love prostate play. My suspicions were immediately confirmed when Mal let out a keening wail and he hitched his legs up even higher.
I made it last as long as I could, driving him to the edge and gentling him back down several times. He was a gibbering mess by the time I reached my own limit. Sweaty and panting,desperate and moaning. I loved seeing him like this and I couldn’t wait to do it again. To see how far I could push him.
I bet, with some practice, he could come hands-free.
“Crew!”
The way he said my name broke something inside me and I surged forward. I hitched his legs over my shoulders, lined up, and pushed in. His scream was mostly desire and only a little pain, so I waited until he adjusted before I got to work. Mal clenched down on me and I swore viciously, then kissed his pleased smirk off his face.
Since there was only a couple of inches difference in our height, we lined up just fine for this position. I bit and sucked on his neck, thrusting in fast and hard. He scratched up my back, nails scrabbling for purchase as he tried to hang on for the ride. I couldn’t keep this pace up for long, but I didn’t need to. His sounds let me know he was close, as was the way he trembled.
“Come on, baby,” I growled into his skin. “Fucking come.”
It took a few more thrusts, but then his entire body locked up and cum shot between us. I kept thrusting, drawing it out, until his legs started to shake and his sounds turned pained. I held still, shoved all the way inside, breathing heavily, waiting for him to relax so I could pull out and finish on him.
“Stay inside,” He slurred, and with the strength he had left, he clutched me to him.
“You’re pretty sensitive,” I managed to get out through gritted teeth. I was hanging on by a thread, knowing it wouldn’t take but a few strokes to get off.
“I want it.” Mal pressed a heel against my back. “You said…last time, you said…”
He didn’t seem to be able to voice it, so I said it out loud instead. “I told you I was gonna fill you with my cum.”
“Gimme,” he demanded.
So I did. First I eased his legs down to a more comfortable position, but then I pulled out gently, till just the tip was inside, and thrust back in. Mal turned his head to hide his wince, and I almost stopped. I didn’t want to hurt him.
But then Mal grabbed my face, pushed it into his neck, and whispered, “Bite me and come.”
Three thrusts with my teeth buried in the flesh of his neck and I was groaning out my orgasm. I swear the world went dark for a few seconds, my entire being focused on my climax. It seemed to go on forever and I thrust a few more times, my cum leaking out around me.
Time ceased to exist as we came down from the high. But we got our breath back and our sweat cooled on our skin. When Mal shivered, I tucked him in close, and he let out a groan.
“I’m leaking,” he whispered, sounding a tad embarrassed.
I fucking wasn’t. Just the thought of it turned me on and I had to see. But Mal was cuddled so tightly against me, I hated to move him. I slid my hand down his back, to his ass, and then pushed my fingers inside his hole to feel it. Mal squirmed but didn’t seem to mind. I certainly didn’t. My dick tried to rise. Honestly, all I would need was a few minutes and I’d be ready to go again. I figured he was too sensitive though. Maybe mutual blow jobs instead.
“Hey.” I said, tugging on Mal’s hair with my hand that wasn’t buried in his ass. He lifted his face, eyes still glazed, but a hint of embarrassment played at the edges of his expression. We’d work on that. “I love you.”
Mal’s embarrassment cleared away to be replaced by affection. And something softer. “And I love you.”
“Good.” I grinned and scratched his scalp. “We’ll figure out all the rest.”
Mal’s hum of agreement was music to my ears.
Chapter 25
Malachi
