It feels so good.
“Please don’t drag this out,” I pant. “I’m already two seconds from coming, and I need to feel you inside me.”
Cull pops off my cock, his chin glistening with spit.
“I love needy Hudson,” he says with a grin, reaching over to his nightstand. He grabs a bottle of lube, pops the lid, and squirts some into his palm. He presses my knee to my chest and swipes the cool liquid over my opening, wasting no time pushing two slick fingers inside me.
My eyes nearly cross from the stretch.
It’s fucking amazing.
“Your ass always takes my fingers so well,” he says with a smile, slowly pumping them in and out. “Since you’re in a hurry, here’s a third.”
The burn flares through me, only sharpening my need for Cull. I try to stay patient, but it’s impossible, and I find myself grinding down on his fingers as they crook deep inside me.
“Please get naked,” I beg.
Cull huffs a laugh as he gently slips his fingers out before stripping down. He kneels on the bed, tugging on his hard cock and coating it with the leftover lube.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks, chest flushed and face full of love. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Blue balls are going to hurt worse than my arm if you don’t start making some moves here soon,” I whine.
He chuckles, then leans over me. “Legs around my waist,” he whispers against my lips.
I obey, wrapping my legs around his solid hips. I lean up on my good arm and steal his mouth with mine. He kisses me like he’s been starving for it, lining himself up with my entrance.
“I love you,” he whispers, then pushes forward, breaching my rim. My moan is obscene and nearly echoes off the walls.
Cull pushes and pulls steadily until he’s fully seated, the bed creaking beneath us with every careful movement. He gives me a second to adjust, lying over me like a weighted blanket, warm and solid without putting pressure on my arm.
He nestles his face into the crook of my neck, his breath brushing against my skin before he leaves soft kisses every few inches. The touch sends a slow warmth through my chest, goosebumps prickling my skin.
I curl my good arm around his back, fingers digging into his muscle, and encourage him to move.
He doesn’t hold back.
Cull pistons his hips relentlessly, and with every thrust, he punches the air from my lungs.
“Yes, babe. Take my ass… It’s yours,” I moan.
Cullen nips at my ear, his heavy breaths fogging up my brain. “I’m already close, baby. It’s been too long,” he groans.
He sits up, grabbing my hip while curling his other hand around my leaking cock, jacking me in rhythm with his thrusts.
I wish I could say I held out, but Cull leans back just slightly, hitting that perfect spot right as he twists his wrist around the head of my cock.
The combo is too much. I explode without warning, the orgasm tearing through me before I can even speak. A guttural moan rips from my chest, vibrating through my entire body.
“Hell yes, Hud, come for me,” he pants, sweat dripping from his brow.
My body is spent but humming with satisfaction while Cull’s thrusts become stuttered and frantic. He grabs my legs fromaround his waist and pushes them up to my chest, using them as leverage while he chases his release.
“Fill my ass, babe. I want to feel you drip out of me,” I plead, still breathing hard and taking everything he has to give.
“Damn, I love your filthy mouth.” He slams into me with one final thrust and erupts, his orgasm stealing his breath. Heat floods me as he comes, the feeling of complete connectedness lighting another spark inside of me.
Cullen finally slows to a stop, panting hard, sweat dripping onto my stomach. He carefully pulls out of my body and collapses beside me on the bed. He grabs my hand, links our fingers together, and brings them to his mouth for a kiss.
