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Ngh. I need him like that all the time. It’s the thing fantasies are made from.
Grey’s eyes flutter shut as he sucks on my fingers, his hips starting to arch up against my thigh. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me and I’m ready for it—ready to feel him come apart.
“I’m going to fuck you nice and slow,” I whisper, my free hand moving down to his ass. “I’m going to take my time with you.”
He whimpers, and I pull my fingers out and press my lips to his, licking into his mouth and sucking on his tongue. He lets out a gasp as I tug on it, reaching between us and stroking his hard length. God, he’s desperate for it. He just craves it.
I pull away after nearly bringing him to the edge and then just stare at him, his swollen lips, his flushed cheeks.
He has utterly wrecked me for other men.
“Can I tell you a secret?” I say, my hand still gently squeezing his dick.
He nods, his breath coming out stunted.
“Kevin told me how you liked being fucked,” I admit, sliding my hand down his boxers and stroking his bare cock. “He got drunk one night and told me everything…”
“God, he’s such an asshole,” he mutters, but still pushes his hips up.
“Yes, but shit, Grey…the things I imagined doing to you after that conversation. I’d jack off almost nightly envisioning it.”
Grey’s eyes are hooded, his entire body trembling.
“I hate that cunt, but I am so fucking glad he told me. Because now I know exactly what you want. You are a wet dream. My wet dream.”
Grey groans lowly, and I lean down to kiss him, fucking wildly into his mouth before ripping away from him.
“Strip. Then on your side,” I tell him, reaching for the lube as I wrench my boxers off. We’re trying to be as quiet as possible because the last thing I want is for Winter to trot in and watch. God, imagine? His one eye glaring at us in disapproval. Please stay asleep, Winter. Do not cockblock me.
I move behind Grey, my front to his back, my fingers already slick with lube, and I watch as Grey reaches down and exposes his hole to me. I slip my fingers inside of him so easily and hell, he’s just a dream come true.
His hands clench the pillow he’s resting his head on, and I see his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. He’s trying to keep it down, to muffle those whimpers, but he’s so fucking loud. He can’t help it, and I love how he falls apart when he’s getting fucked, every single time. I wonder if the sex he had with other men, like Robert, was just as good. Is being with me special somehow? Fuck, I hope I’m special. I want it to be only me who makes him this crazy.
I twist my wrist and press my fingers against his prostate, causing his hips to jerk frantically, fucking himself back against me.
Damn, I could watch this all day. I just love how desperate he is for it.
“Oh god,” he grunts as I pull out my fingers and grab my cock, putting it at his hole, and sliding inside. He doesn’t even resist the stretch, just sucks me inside. And when I’m balls deep, Grey turns so he’s partially on his back, his leg thrown over mine as he pulls me in for a bruising kiss.
“Tell me what you’re thinking?” I whisper when our lips finally part. I’m rocking into him slowly and he grunts with each thrust. I can see his cock bobbing against his abs, see the precum beading at the tip.
“You feel so good inside of me,” he admits, his hand threading through my hair as he breathes into my mouth. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Tell me I’m the best you’ve had,” I say, licking my way across his mouth.
“The best. The fucking best,” he groans as he starts to fuck his cock with his fist, his grunts turning into moans.
His admission makes my entire body light up. He just gave me something…he just gave me hope that maybe this thing between us is different.
I start to rock my hips faster, slamming into him, and Grey lets out a loud cry, assuredly waking everyone nearby.
I shove two fingers back into his mouth to keep him quiet, but the damage has already been done. I can hear the clink of Winter’s collar as he gets up from his bed in the other room and then I see his head peer over the top of the mattress. His one eye blinks at us, and I groan.
“For fuck’s sake, Grey,” I say with a laugh. “You woke him up. He’s watching us now.”
Grey sucks on my fingers harder, his fist working his cock frantically. He seems unbothered by the fact that we have an animal watching. Jesus, of course. He’s too far gone.
I have never met another man who gets so lost in sex.
