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He gasped my name, and I reached up, adding a finger with my tongue and fucking him until his ass was thrusting back, trying to get more inside him. I pulled away long enough to grab the lube out of the nightstand and then flipped him onto his back.
His flushed cheeks, half-moon stare, and bitten lips wrecked me in all the best ways.
“I want to be inside you,” I told him, holding up the lube.
In response, he pulled his legs up, flattening his feet on the bed and spreading his thighs. “Get in here.”
Popping the cap on the tube, I poured an excessive amount of the slick over him, loving the way he hissed. Once he was covered, I swirled my fingers around before pushing some of it inside him with two fingers.
His knees fell apart, head rocking to the side. When he reached for his dick, I slapped away his hand.
“No,” I told him. “You’re going to come on my cock alone.”
“Then hurry up and give it to me,” he said, moving restlessly against the bed.
Slamming my hands on either side of him, I came over his body, nudging his hole with my head.
“Lars,” I said, holding myself still.
His eyes met mine, and even with the overwhelming desire buzzing in my head, my heart still turned over. “You’re mine now. Do you understand me?”
“I’ve always been yours,” he whispered.
I kissed him at the same moment I thrust in, not giving him any time to adjust before bottoming out, my balls hitting his ass.
Our lips broke apart as I shuddered and fought for control. “I’m not gonna last,” I warned him.
“Just give it to me,” he said, wrapping his legs around my waist. “Give me everything.”
“I love you,” I told him, brushing a soft kiss against his lips before pulling out and slamming back in.
After that, our bodies took over, and I pounded into him so hard the headboard hammered against the wall. The bite of his nails scraping down my sweat-slicked back only made me more feral as I strained and bucked into him. The sounds coming from beneath me were proof I was nailing his prostate with every thrust.
“Come for me, angel.” I grunted. “Give me what’s mine.”
Shoving deep, I rubbed his prostate, and his body bowed, head falling back into the blankets as his release splattered his belly and hit my chest.
I grunted in satisfaction and then let go, ecstasy locking my limbs, nearly paralyzing me with bliss. When I came back down, I was utterly spent, and I collapsed on top of him, burying my face in his neck.
He smelled like my soap and sex, the best combination I would ever experience. I licked over his neck, enjoying the faint tang of sweat.
Remembering our little kink, I reached between us as my cock slipped out of him. After covering my fingers with my release, I dragged them in the mess he’d left between us, bringing them to his lips. He hummed, sucking them between his lips, the slurping sounds he made had my dick trying to rally for round three.
When he was done, I nuzzled his cheek. “Mine,” I rumbled, nipping at his jaw.
He made a sound. “So you’re one of those possessive boyfriends, are you?” The minute the words were out of his mouth, he stiffened.
I pushed up, taking some of my weight and frowning at him. “What’s the matter?”
“Are you my boyfriend?”
I smiled. “Duh.”
“Really?”
Reaching between us, I found Lars’s hand and brought it up, using his finger to draw an X over my heart. “Cross my heart.” Rolling off to the side, I hit my back, sinking into the mattress. “I sure as hell wouldn’t be anyone else’s boyfriend.”
“But we shouldn’t tell people. Right?”
