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“You can do whatever you want, angel.”
His face buried in my leg, sucking with a force that made me hiss in pain. But quickly, the pain gave way to pleasure, and the top of my cock dripped with precum.
“Get up here,” I said, tugging his hair.
It took a little contorting to get out from the floorboard, his body falling into mine when he leaned down to tug the jeans over his feet.
His dick was sticking straight off his body when he straddled my lap again, and I wrapped my hand around it, giving it a tentative squeeze.
“Yesss,” he hissed, thrusting into my palm.
Letting go, I licked my palm and took him in my fist again. “I don’t have lube,” I told him. “It’s in the house.”
“I don’t care.” He panted.
“I do.”
He grabbed my hand, sucking two fingers into his mouth, making them obscenely wet. When they were dripping, he rose on his knees, and I reached behind him, delving into his crack.
“Hold yourself open for me, angel,” I said, swirling the wetness around his quivering hole. Once he was slick, I pushed a finger inside him, knuckle deep.
His eyes fluttered closed, and he sank down, taking the entire finger. He was hot and tight, the skin inside his body the softest sensation I’d ever felt. I loved how that softness gripped me, explaining Lars exactly. Soft but strong.
I pumped my finger, then added another. He grunted and started to ride them.
Curling them the way I knew he liked, I brushed over his P-spot, and his entire body shuddered.
“I’m ready.” He gasped even as he tried to take my fingers deeper.
“Are you sure?” I worried, wanting badly to be inside him but willing to wait.
“I miss you, Win. I miss you so much. Please.”
I pulled my fingers out, but before he could climb on me, I caught his shoulder. “Make it wet, angel. Make it wet like I like it.”
He nearly folded himself in half to get my dick into his mouth, shoving it so deep down his throat that I felt him gag around it.
“Easy,” I told him, gently rolling his ear between my fingers.
His head bobbed, doing exactly what I asked, drenching my dick in his saliva. When I felt it pooling at the base of my rod, I tapped his shoulder, and he scrambled up, using my shoulders as leverage to straddle my waist.
Reaching around, I spread his cheeks, fingering his hole to make sure it was still open. He sank, his body gobbling up my dick, the warm suction making my head loll to the side.
He didn’t stop until he was completely seated, until his body was resting on my thighs.
“Okay?” I asked, stroking a hand over his high cheekbone, and he nodded, pressing his face into my palm.
Cold air brushed my sweaty back when it left the seat so I could wrap my arms around him and claim his mouth. As we kissed, his body contracted around mine, so tight I felt like I was being strangled.
“Ride me, angel,” I said, falling back into the seat as he started to move.
Our pelvises ground together, bodies moving as one. He lifted his hips, the drag of his channel on my shaft making me groan. Before he pulled away completely, he sank back down and started bouncing on my dick.
The interior of the car turned humid, the windows fogging up from the effort we exerted. The little bit of lube we had wouldn’t go far, so I wrapped my hand around his dick and pumped him as I fucked up into his hole.
“Oh God, Win,” he said, falling into my chest as I pistoned up into him again and again, nailing his prostate with every thrust.
The peak of pleasure hit me all at once, robbing me of everything but the overwhelming rush of ecstasy. My hips stuttered as I erupted inside him, filling his tight little channel to the brim.
