Page 299 of The Defiant Curse

His thighs were wet, his ass was full, and he was in bed with the sexiest man in the world.

This was a good day for him.

As he bounced, he tormented Michael, knowing he loved a show.

“I love being your whore,” Graham muttered, reclaiming that word.

Michael moaned.

“Holy fuck, I can’t handle you.”

Oh, but he’d still try.

As Michael watched, Graham shared all the pleasure with him. Periodically, he’d stop him, and torment his nipples, making the man’s body buck.

He had hickies all over him, and Michael had marked him up pretty good.

So he could admire him later.

Oh, and add more to his husband’s perfect body if he was so inclined.

As he was close, Graham whimpered.

“Going to cum,” he said, his dick so hard and his ass so full that he wasn’t shocked. This man was deliciously wicked in bed. Every now and again, he’d slap him on a very sore cheek, reminding him who was in charge in bed.

Michael was enjoying the show.

Using his hand, he made it more difficult for Graham not to take that tumble.

He moaned.

“Come on, baby,” he said. “Cum for daddy,” he ordered, as he jerked his hips up, impaling Graham on his cock.

The man gasped and took that tumble. As he exploded, Michael caught him, and sat up to leave him a hickey on his neck. Well, that and some profanity in his ear.

About how he was going to fuck him all night long.

Graham was giddy.

This was absolute perfection.

“Oh, and you’re staying restrained,” he said, shoving the man off of him, and face down on the bed.

Then, he took his ass again, pressing him into the bed so he couldn’t move.

“MINE,” he hissed in his ear, as he fucked his ass like he was marking his territory.

And Graham loved it.

“MORE!” he begged. “Fuck me!”

As beads of perspiration dripped down Michael’s body, he enjoyed the view.

He thought about how he wanted to take him in that bar bathroom, and how he loved knowing the man would let him. He was his whore, but if anyone ever called him that, he’d kill them.

Graham’s ass was his, and only his.

As his body bucked, he felt that need rising.