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When I moved my head away to add a third finger and to check on Kyle, I smiled at the blissful expression on his face. I moved my fingers, softening the muscles and he pushed down onto them. His hands moved from my hair to my shoulders and his fingernails dug into the flesh with every movement I made. The muscles of his hole relaxed, became pliable, and I knew he was ready for me.
I sought out the bundle of nerves to hopefully give him an unbelievable sensation he’d never felt before. When one finger pressed against the soft, spongy area, Kyle shouted and bucked against me with such intense force, I thought I'd be bucked from the bed.
“What the fuck?”
“Welcome to prostate heaven.”
“More,” Kyle breathed out.
I chuckled and pressed against the gathering of nerves again.
“Fuck, Luke.”
This time I was ready for his reaction and held Kyle in place, no easy feat as he wasn’t much smaller than me and every bit as muscular. I waited for him to settle before asking, “ready for me?”
He nodded. I flicked the cap on a bottle of lube and applied a generous amount to his hole, and inside, before thoroughly coating my eager cock. I lined myself up at his entrance but the moment I pushed against his puckered hole, my man tensed and froze. I lowered my face to his.
“Relax, sweetheart.”
I crashed my mouth against Kyles, and as my tongue delved inside to distract him, I pushed my dick past the tight ring of muscle, eased inside and held still to give him time to adjust. I lifted my head and gazed deep into his eyes. They were hooded but there was no sign of fear or discomfort.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
Kyle’s answer came in the form of his legs wrapping around my waist, his hands grabbing my arse and pulling me forward. My cock slid into his tight tunnel until I was balls deep. We both shouted out our pleasure and rocked against each other as we kissed.
I felt like I’d fallen into heaven. His muscles gripped and released my throbbing cock. It was as if we’d been made for each other, and only each other. Kyle’s hard cock slid back and forth between us, made easy with his pre-cum acting as lubricant. Our hips pistoned in unison. I wanted to reach between us and give Kyle the release he so desperately needed, but we were too tightly locked together. There was no space to slide between us to grip him. I needn’t have worried. A few moments later Kyle shouted my name, his fingernails tore at the flesh of my back, and I felt the warmth between us as cum coated our bellies and chests. It was enough to send me crashing over the edge, roaring Kyle’s name. Spots danced in my vision as love poured from me, seemingly never ending.
When Kyle’s legs flopped down onto the bed, I fell against him. We were both spent, exhausted. Our breaths came in short pants, sweat and cum mingled. I’d never felt happier.
Using my words from a previous encounter, Kyle muttered. “Now I’ve been rode hard.”
***
KYLE
The weekend passed far too quickly, and before we knew it, we were headed home. The wining, dining, and dancing had been minimal. We’d dined at a nice restaurant the night following the court case. Lights were down low, a single candle burned bright in the centre of our table, soft music played, and on hitting the dance floor, we’d swayed together. Body pressed against body. It was the perfect atmosphere for lovers.
Over the weekend Luke and I had taken a couple of strolls, hand in hand, soaking in the sights and sounds of Brisbane and each other. We’d even visited a couple of café’s for a caramel latte. But most of the time we’d stayed in the room and explored each other’s bodies before making slow, sensual love.
All too soon it was time to head back to real life. I hadn’t heard from Wendy and assumed her silence meant everything at home was running smoothly, not that I’d had any doubt. My foreperson was an incredibly competent woman.
Luke held my hand over the console as I drove and I stole a quick glance to smile his way.
“We need to repeat this weekend at least once a month if I’m not working.”
Luke’s words reminded me of the danger of his work. I hated that he was exposed to criminal behavior on a daily basis. At risk of injury, or worse, death.
“Do you like being a cop?”
“I do. I get a great deal of satisfaction from bringing criminals down, but it’s not where my heart lies. I want to run a horse breeding program, improve genetic lines. Maybe one day. Your station program is a great start.”
