Page 78 of Silent Damage

Masculine.

It’s the hottest sound I’ve ever heard.

He opens his eyes, and the dirty look on his face is fucking everything.

“Fuck it,’ he demands. “Fuck my ass with your fingers—stretch me so I can take that fat fucking cock.”

My cock literally twitches hearing his words.

He’s demanding—just like Chloe from the OnlyFans couple, and it’s blowing my mind in the best way possible.

I pump his ass with my fingers, hoping I’m helping him but also completely out of my mind because of how hot this all is.

He rests his hand on my wrists to stop me. “Okay,” he sighs. “Need dick.”

“O-okay,” I say through my own heaving breaths.

I let more spit fall onto my shaft and use my fingers to spread it. “You have to tell me if it’s too much.”

“I will,” he says with a nod.

I press my cock to his hole and push. There’s some resistance at first, but then it pushes past the opening and Gabe gasps.

“I can pull out,” I tell him. “I’ll pull out.”

But he grabs my ass to stop me, and shakes his head no.

I keep still, watching him as he breathes through it, and then he pulls me into him, guiding my hips closer to him, his eyes impossibly wide, until my cock is fully inside him.

“Gabe—are you okay?”

He takes a long, deep breath. “It’s perfect. Just stay like that for a second.”

I don’t move a muscle while Gabe adjusts, his hole flexing in the most amazing way around my cock.

He feels so warm.

I look down and see him taking deeper breaths. His eyes are closed now, and his mouth is curled into a satisfied little smile.

My freaking heart flutters watching him enjoy himself. He looks so at peace as his lips release sweet little mewling sounds.

“That’s it,” he whispers. “You can fuck me now.”

I thrust, slowly at first, letting him adjust to me moving inside him, and Gabe moans, his fingers digging into my back.

“You feel so good,” I whisper into his ear.

“So do you,” he gasps. “You can fuck me faster. I’m used to it now.”

I fuck him a little faster, and Gabe bites down on my shoulder—not hard, but enough that the fire in me erupts again. The mix of pleasure and pain is everything I didn’t know I needed, and he feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock.

I stop for a moment and look at him. His eyes flutter before staring at me with a lust-drunk expression.

It all feels…right.

I reel my hips back, then push deep inside him…a little harder than I intended, and his eyes widen.

“Like that,” he urges. “Fuck me hard.”