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Beckett chuckled. “Not even close. It just made me want to torture you harder.” The pressure on my chest increased as his fingers stretched me harder and faster. My whimpers turned into moans that reached new heights, until my voice cracked and I hyperventilated, sweat breaking out over my body and my hole embracing Beckett’s fingers so smoothly that there was no more stretching to be done. He massaged my prostate with his fingers, overwhelming me with pleasure and a desperate, devastating need for just a little more of him.
He pulled his hand away abruptly and straightened. “Got condoms?” he asked.
“Drawer,” I blurted somehow. It was a wonder I could pull off one entire syllable at this point.
Beckett moved quickly to the nightstand and opened the drawer, then whistled. “Can you take this thing?” he pulled out my black toy and dangled it in front of me.
I laughed. “Seven inches? Breezy.”
“We’ll see,” he said in a huskier voice, then spotted the things he was looking for. He dropped his sweatpants and underwear, stepped out of them, and positioned himself in front of me. Now, he looked even bigger, and my heart palpitated with nervousness and excitement in equal measures.
Beckett was so stiff that he wasn’t swinging. Not even a little. He stroked himself, a pained expression distorting his face, eyebrows rising and lips parting. He slipped the condom on, stretching it with his plus sized cock, and lubed it before massaging my rim with his slick fingers.
My mouth opened a little as he pressed the tip of his cock against my slick and loosened hole. And, as he pushed in, his gaze locked onto mine, my mouth opened wider and wider. A strangled moan left my constricted throat.
“Fuck, Caden,” Beckett whispered in haste. “You’re so beautiful when you’re taking a cock.” He settled himself inside of me after swinging his hips back and forth a few times. Each time he reached deeper and my ass welcomed him. His muscled arms tensed and his hands let go of my hips, then slid up my torso until he wrapped his fingers around my neck.
He wasn’t even squeezing. He simply held his hands there as if to keep me in place. Like I would want to move from this heavenly position. My feet were placed firmly on his flexing pecs and his big cock was all the way in me, his balls gently pressing against my ass.
I broke eye contact to look down where precum dripped from my painfully swollen cock.
Beckett purred and pulled back, relieving the pressure off my prostate for a moment before he charged. In the span of minutes, Beckett Partridge redefined every idea of fucking I’d ever had. He tightened his hands around my neck just enough to keep me from sliding away on the desk as he thrust his hips forward, filling me and squeezing precum out of me with each precise push against my prostate.
“You’re fucking glowing, Caden,” he said, huffing for air as he fucked me mercilessly. “So beautiful…Caden…” His thumbs traced the middle of my neck and reached my chin, then my lips. I kissed them. “So beautiful when getting fucked…”
His words alone pulled a yelp out of me. I grabbed his hips and yanked him closer, making him bury his cock inside of me and stop. His mouth opened, mimicking mine, and we stared into one another’s blazing eyes. “Fuck me harder,” I husked, watching the fire in his eyes burn hotter.
A stray lock of golden hair fell over one black eyebrow as Beckett bared his clenching teeth and wrecked me senseless, not even bothering to manipulate my body as he had a few minutes earlier. He impaled me rapidly and forcefully, pressing against my prostate so frustratingly and deliciously hard that I wanted to cry and laugh and sing at the same time.
I slapped his broad chest as my ankles rested on his shoulders. He bent my legs further, leaning in, pressing his open mouth over mine. His minty breath filled my mouth, my lungs. My moans entered his body.
I kept my hands on his pecs, digging fingernails into his pure, manly muscles and making him growl over my lips. As he increased the pace, my orgasm flared through my body without a warning.
“Fuck,” I murmured, right into his open mouth, and whimpered. My body pulsed; my stretched hole tightened around the base of Beckett’s cock, sending him into a throbbing frenzy. Hot cum sprayed my stomach and chest, scalding me where it went.
Beckett pulled his head back just enough so he could cry out, cock still pulsing and filling the condom with cum. That gave me just enough space to wrap my hand around my dick and stroke it gently as I came off my high.
Beckett stabbed me once more, holding his cock deep inside of me, panting for air as a smile broke out over his handsome face. “Fuck, Caden,” he whispered, breathless. “You can take a fucking.”
I heaved a breath of air. “Just like you can give it,” I said as clearly as I could after having my world shattered and put back together.
I watched Beckett Partridge pull his cock out of me and felt his absence immediately. Fuck, I thought as he pulled the condom off and dangled it, showing off the contents with a mischievous smile. You just positively ruined all the other guys for me.
I pushed that thought aside and sat up. “Shower?”
He smiled, reaching for the toilet paper roll on the nightstand and tucking the condom away safely. “Shower and?”
“Again?” I asked, incredulous. “I mean, sure, but give it a minute.”
Beckett laughed out loud. “I was thinking more like going out after the shower.”
“With me?” I frowned, figuring that out only from the wide-eyed look he was sending me.
“Duh.”
It made me smile. “A bit unusual, don’t you think? Fucking first, inviting on a date after.”
“You’re not a usual guy,” Beckett said, resting his hands against the edge of the desk, one on each side of me. He brought his face to mine, cocked his head, and pecked kisses on my lips, chin, nose, and cheeks. “And I wanna know you better.”
