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“I want your cock in me. I want your cum to fill me up. I want to feel as close to you as I can get.”
He pressed into me then, stretching me until it burned. I took it, doing my best to relax my ass as I clenched my fists in the covers. “That’s it. Take me.”
He stopped when he was only partway in. I groaned as he pulled back. The slow slide was so good it made me want to scream.
“Don’t go easy on me.”
He pushed in again, and he didn’t stop until he was fully buried in my ass.
“Fuck me, Rhys. Use me just like you want to.”
“I want you to remember that you’re mine,” he said. “I want you to know you are bound to me as tightly as I am bound to you. I want you to remember what it feels like to be possessed, to be taken. But I don’t really want to use you. I want to love you.”
“Then fucking do it.”
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RHYS
Idrove into TJ again and again, reveling in how tight he was and the way he pushed his hips back, trying to meet every stroke. I felt the tension in him as he struggled against his instinct to control everything we did.
He was so tight, and I knew the way I was pounding him harder and harder had to hurt, but he obviously loved it. “You like taking my dick?”
“Fuck yes.”
“You like being stuffed full?”
He groaned as I pulled out. When I started to push back in as slowly as I could, he fought me, struggling to free himself from the tight grip I had on his hips.
“Be still and take it. I want you to feel every inch.”
“You’re a fucking bastard.”
“And you love it. Every time I’ve tormented you, you’ve come back for more.”
“Fuck you.”
“No, it’s my turn.” I held myself still deep inside him, enjoying the feel of him fighting it. I loved surrendering to him, but this was just as fucking good. I wanted it to last all day, though there was no way in hell that was happening. His ass was milking my cock, and I wasn’t going to be able to resist spilling my load in him for much longer.
I picked up my pace again as I reached under TJ, grasping his dick and working it in time to my thrusts.
“You’re driving me fucking crazy.”
“Good. Now tell me what you need.”
“I hate you.”
“Sure you do, but what do you want? What do you crave?” I tightened my grip on his shaft and gave him a long, slow stroke.
“I need to come, you fucker.”
“Do you?”
“Yes. Rhys. Goddammit, let me come.”
“So you admit I’m in charge, and I get to say when you can.”
He growled. “Right now. Today. Never again.”
