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Thirty
Wes
It’s been a long time since I’ve been fucked. It’s just not really something I favour. But right now, with Devon moving inside me, I’m having a hard time remembering why that is. He feels so unbelievably good; I’m mad at myself for not trying this sooner with him.
I grip his arse firmly, urging him even deeper as our mouths clash in a series of hungry, desperate kisses.
Still needing more, I flip us over so I’m riding him. Devon lets out a soft little chuckle, his eyes filled with a mix of amusement and desire as he gazes up at me. “Even from the bottom…”
“It’s fine, just lie back and relax. I’ll do your job for you,” I say with a smirk, fucking down hard on his cock.
He lets out a harsh groan, just barely managing to grate out a comeback between strained breaths as I continue to bounce up and down. “You said—you didn’t want—a hard fuck—”
“Changed my mind.”
Despite his anxiety earlier that he wouldn’t be able to keep up, Devon meets me thrust for thrust, our movements completely in sync.
“You’re so beautiful, Wes,” he rasps out, his hand gliding slowly over my torso.
His words, and the intense emotion in his eyes have me coming completely undone. I’ve known for days how he feels about me, and this is hardly the first time we’ve been together since that series of revelations. But there’s knowing, and then there’s reallyseeing.And I’m seeing it now; the real, raw, true love in Devon’s eyes. All for me.
I lean forward and crush my lips against his, burying my hands in his hair as we continue to move together.“Devon…Dev…Devon…”His name just keeps falling from my lips over and over again and I can’t seem to stop it.
“Wes, I’m—”Before he can finish the thought, I feel him shudder against me, and then hot cum is filling my arse. I claim his lips again, kissing him hungrily as I reach down between us to stroke my cock, chasing my own release.
I explode with a groan, my teeth digging into the side of Devon’s neck as cum spills over my hand.
“Wait,” I murmur as Devon starts to move from under me.
“Wes…”
“Just wait a minute,” I all but beg, still clinging desperately to his neck. “I need a little longer.”
He doesn’t comment about how ridiculous I’m being, instead simply rubbing his hands soothingly over my back as I attempt to regain my equilibrium. Finally, I manage to drag my head up from the crook of his neck and look him in the eye. “You can delete the recording,” I tell him. “You don’t need it anymore.” Ducking my head again, I brush my lips against his ear, murmuring, “I love you.”
I’m currently experiencing one of the reasons why I generally prefer to top: an incredibly tender arse. What I’d like to be doing right now is soaking in a nice warm bath, or maybe getting a naked massage from Devon. Instead, I’m hobbling around Devon’s parents’ living room and trying not to be too obvious about it.
“What is it?” Devon asks, brows creased in concern.
“It’s nothing.”
He quirks an eyebrow at me. “Are you sure?”
I let out a soft sigh and glance around to check no one’s within earshot. “My arse is sore.”
Devon’s face breaks into a broad grin as he tosses his head back, letting out a loud bark of laughter.
“Shut up, it’s not funny,” I hiss. “How do you deal with this every day? I can’t even sit down.”
“I guess I just have a higher pain threshold than you,” he says with a shrug.
“Or maybe you’re just such a cockslut your arse is completely desensitised by now.”
“I think we both know that’s not true,” he says wryly.
“What’s going on over here?” Millie asks curiously as she and Kira approach.
“Devon broke my arse,” I explain. “I can’t sit down.” I was all for being discrete earlier, but then he made fun of me and now he has to pay.
