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“That part is just the icing, sweetheart.” I push inside with one long, firm thrust.
Orson arches up, cry cutting through the air.
“You good?” I ask as his hole clenches around me.
“That’s exactly what I needed.” His voice is a low rasp. “Fuck me like your fantasy.”
I almost come at the request and draw out of him slowly before slamming home again. His ass sucks me in, the pressure indescribable, and every hard thrust sends him sprawling across the hood.
For someone who’s never bottomed before me, he’s taking it like a champ. That’s one of the things I admire about him. How he jumps in headfirst. He’s the calming breath you take before a deep dive, the first gulp of water after a long run, the low rumble of a V8 engine right before it accelerates. Everything about him has set up camp in my chest and lit a warm fire that refuses to go out.
If this isn’t love, I don’t think I’ll survive the real thing. It can’t get much better than this.
I set my hand on his lower back, the other grips his hip, and then I lean back a little to watch the show. My cock pistons in and out, as fast and hard as I can go. My muscles are locked up tight, and my belt buckle rattles in time with my grunts. My thighs are straining against my jeans, wanting to go wider, harder, faster. No matter how desperately I plow him, it’s never enough. I want to be wrapped around him. Melded with him. Until his breaths are my breaths and his heartbeat sounds in my ears.
“I’m so close,” he chokes out.
Yesss.
Hauling him upright, I wrap my arms around his chest and close my hand over his dick. Orson pushes back into every thrust, takes me deep, drives me wild. Our bodies move together seamlessly, my hips snapping into him as he fucks my fist.
Then his cock thickens in my palm, and he groans as he comes, twitching with each spurt. Thick ropes of cum shoot lines across Rose’s shiny black paintwork, and the sight of him dirtying up something so pristine, combined with the way his ass tightens around my shaft, sets me off.
My balls pull tight and then unleash, rolling waves of sheer fucking ecstasy unloading into the condom.
My moan rumbles in my chest for longer than my orgasm lasts, and when my brain switches back on, I drop my forehead to his shoulder.
“As much as I love taking my time with you, there’s nothing like a quick and dirty fuck.”
He hums, hands running around to grab my ass and hold me against him. “Now you get to clean me up and feed me.”
“After that, I’ll give you anything you want.” Always. Because I’m never letting this man get away.
29
Orson
“My ass hurts,”I grumble as I watch Ford cook.
His deep chuckle makes his shoulders bounce. “Yeah, I got you good. The nameWhorsonsuits you.”
That he did. I’d never realized taking a pounding could be such a freeing experience. Both of us trying to get to the finish line, not worried about anything outside of getting off … magic.
“We’ll be going to Art’s party together, right?” I ask.
“Yep.” Ford throws ingredients in a pan. “It’s a costume party. Got any ideas?”
“None. Dressing up in costume isn’t a strength of mine.”
“Could have fooled me. You were perfectly accessorized earlier.” Ford throws a wink back over his shoulder that makes my cheeks burn. “Speaking of, what do I owe you for the T-Bird?”
I’m shaking my head before the question is out. “Nothing. It’s a gift.”
“You’re gifting me a car?”
“Calm down. I obviously got it cheap.” I shrug. “But when it’s something you really want, I don’t think you should wait. There’s always a reason not to do something, but time is finite. It’s not going to wait for you to make a decision.”
He pauses in stirring whatever he’s frying up and sets the spatula down. “That’s a good point.”
