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It’s effortless. It’s hot. It’s perfect… for us.
And damn, I’m hooked on how Nino makes me come and vice-versa!
“Bend over the counter,” Nino commands, already pulling on my waistband. I give him a sideway glance. His pupils are dilated and his smile devilish; I adore this version of him.
“Don’t think I didn’t see you tug at your cock.”Oops!“Ain’t gonna be gentle today. Not in the mood...” The edge in his voice shoots straight to my dick that his fingers brush before my boxer briefs drop to my ankles. I kick them to the side, along with my shorts.
“Since when do you give me a warning?” My voice is colored with amusement and, most of all, hunger. “You know what I like…welike. You don’t need my permission.”
Next thing I know, I hiss from the sting of the towel on my bare butt. Heat flares.
How did I miss him snatching it?
The surprise and burn propel my body forward and I struggle to catch my breath.
“No warning, huh?” His playful tone ignites my lust exponentially. As soon as the towel hits the floor, he kneads my butt cheeks alternately with one hand while he disrobes with the other. It’s a good thing he is barefoot like me. Without further ado, I buck closer to him, desperate for friction. “The warning was for the lack of prep. I won’t hold back. While I’m gone, every time you sit down, you’ll think of me.” The shiver that courses across my skin is of an entirely different nature this time. His busy fingers caress my entrance. My muscles clench and relax in anticipation.
Turned on, I writhe in front of him. “Do it…” My voice is strangled, my breathing ragged, and my manners gone… until the blood that hasn’t traveled south yet helps me gather my wits. “Please, sir… Seven excruciating days.”
“I’ll be back before you know it.” With his words, he ceases his ministrations.
I growl my frustration but don’t have time to wonder what’s going on. His front is glued to my back, so my movements are limited. I hear the characteristic sound of a packet being torn, then feel Nino’s cold, lube-coated finger slip past my ring of muscle. I’m already too far gone for a witty retort regarding why he came into this kitchen with a packet of lube in his pocket. Who am I to complain anyway? I whimper when he moves inside me, strategically hitting my prostate in the process. He adds another finger. I push back to take more of him, clamping around him while he works me over.
“So eager…” He peppers kisses across my back.
“Always for you.” I can’t take it anymore and reach for my cock but am intercepted by his hand.
“Don’t even think about it.” He scissors inside me, and I see stars. “This is mine,” he scolds me, and I turn rock hard.
He grabs the packet from the countertop and retrieves his fingers. I don’t dare watch, instead choosing to focus on how my exposed butt burns. From the towel, from his fingers, and soon from the one instrument that’ll bring me even more pleasure. Inhaling through my nose, I fail miserably at calming my pounding heart. I can tell that he dribbles the remaining lube on his erection. He presses his fingers into my hip and slides the tip of his cock into me before thrusting with such force that it steals my breath. A wide smile splits my face. Having him claim me bareback is such a powerful experience that we’ve indulged in after getting tested together. Nothing should come between us, right?
“Arrrgh…”
Buried to the hilt, he stands stock-still, except for shifting his weight from one foot to the other, teasing me in the most delightful way.
“I need you to move… please.”
“Is that so?” He grabs a fistful of hair, pulling my head back to limit my air supply, and slams his lips to mine, postponing my request. The bruising kiss makes me forget my lack of air.
When he breaks it, the satisfied smile on his gorgeous face tells me that my prayers are about to be answered. “Remember you asked for it.” He leaves me empty for a split second, then plunges harder. Faster. Deeper. I arch my spine as his hips roll relentlessly behind me. It doesn’t take long for him to find his rhythm. The hand that was holding my hair now circles my exposed throat to heighten the effect. Shallow breathing. Groans. Frantic bites. Whimpers. Painful thrusts. Expletives. No complaints here, far from it!
My sweaty skin is plastered to his. I ache to scratch it, but can’t. Instead, I bask in the myriad of sensations until I can’t take it anymore.
“Touch me, sir.” His hand pressed on my windpipe makes speaking difficult, but I urge, “Or let me do it myself, please…” My voice is deeper than it’s ever been. His fingers move to cup my balls. Fumbling them from below. Rubbing the tender skin. Pinching them at times.
A knot of pleasure coils in my lower belly as he slams in and out of me. Once he warns me to not come before he allows me to, he finally jacks me. Climax seizes my balls within my next breath, and I spill in his hand like a horny teenager.
Sweaty, his chest vibrates with laughter, and he follows suit. His knees buckle as he chases his orgasm in the most vocal way.
“Fuck, that was phenomenal.” He drags me to the kitchen floor where we welcome the cool tiles as we cuddle, panting.
“Perfect mess!”
CHAPTER26
ON HOLD
Ash
