Corbin hadn’t cum yet, and he had planned on making Alex get him off so he’d be in control.
Well, he wasANYTHINGbut in control. Someone else was driving the bus.
“God! Baby,” he muttered, as Alex slid him all the way into his body. That heat and grip…
It was maddening.
Alex opened his eyes.
“I needed that. I needed you.”
Well, shit.
Corbin wasn’t going to say no. He wasn’t the village idiot. If his man wanted to ride him, then he could ride him until he couldn’t do it anymore.
“Then make me cum,” Corbin said, bossily. “I’m going to enjoy the view,” he admitted, putting his arms behind his head, as his lover began sliding up and down his dick.
And it was maddening.
Alex’s ass was tight, and he was gripping him. This was going to make him insane, or cum.
Or both.
Alex rode him hard. He made sure it was a rough ride—just like he’d craved. He pounded down on Corbin’s body, hitting that spot over and over again.
“God!” he shouted. “I love your cock!” he admitted.
Oh, well, his cock was thoroughly enjoying his ass.
Trust and believe.
“Oh, fuck, yeah,” Corbin said, staring up at the ceiling. “I want to look, but if I do, I’m cumming.”
And he wasn’t exaggerating.
His balls had tucked up into his body, and he was thinking about anything but the hot man using his erection.
“I’m going to cum,” Alex said. “Oh, holy fuck! I’m cumming!” he shouted, as a stream of hot cum shot out and painted Corbin’s chest.
Both men moaned.
Jesus.
Christ.
Corbin was fighting tooth-and-nail to stay in control as Alex enjoyed his body.
Only, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold on much longer. When Alex stopped bouncing, Corbin opened his eyes.
And he immediately regretted it.
Why?
His man was staring down at him, and then he proceeded to lick his own cum from Corbin’s chest. Before he could say anything, Alex kissed him, sharing that saltiness between them.
Oh, fuck.
It did what Alex wanted.
