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“Just fuck me already,” I grunt out, reaching for him.
But this fucker likes to drive me crazy. I can tell because instead of doing what I just said, he smiles wickedly and curls his fingers. My hips jack off the floor, and I have to squeeze the blankets between my fists as pleasure hits me so hard, I lose all ability to breathe.
“I swear to God, Thomas, if you don’t fuck me soon…”
He has the audacity to laugh, a deep, sexy chuckle before finally pulling his fingers out of my ass and reaching for the lube again. As I watch him wrap up his dick and cover it with lube, I catch myself admiring how sexy this man is. I’m secretly jealous of the confidence he constantly exudes. He’s smart, good-looking, and funny, and all without fucking trying. I should hate him, but for some goddamn reason, he wantsmeand that’s something too irresistible to avoid.
After shoving a pillow beneath my ass, he lines himself up, pressing in the blunt head of his cock, and I take a deep breath. Before he pushes inside me, he leans his body over mine, and he lays a soft kiss against my collarbone just as he works his way in. The air is punched out of my lungs, and my fingers dig into the skin of his hips. The pressure is exquisite.
His lips find mine, and his tongue pierces my mouth as his dick thrusts in even deeper, until I can feel his balls slap my ass. And he keeps kissing me, even as he slips to the end, only to thrust all the way back in seconds later.
“You good?” he whispers.
I nod without hesitation, looking into his eyes. He plants his hands on either side of my head, and my fingers cascade down his rib cage like keys of a piano. Having him so deep inside me makes me feel even closer to him, like we are truly connected.
I could never let anyone else in like this, but I’m not so afraid with Thomas. I trust him.
“Fuck me,” I groan, arching my back and tilting my hips to find that magic spot that just made my body light up like a Christmas tree.
He leans down and kisses me deeply again before lifting up until he’s upright on his knees, staring down at me and the place where he’s balls deep inside my body. He’s watching himself fuck me, and as he starts to pick up speed, slamming in harder and harder, the pressure builds.
“You’re mine,” he growls as he fucks me. Fingers bite into the flesh of my thighs as he thrusts. I can’t stop staring at him, fucking me like he owns me, dominating my body and making me feel pleasure I’ve never known before.
When I reach for my cock, knowing that I’m fucking close to blowing, he quickly swats my hand away with a hard slap. Pounding even harder, he takes my dick in his hand, squeezing it so tight, I lose control.
“Say it, Pax. Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I groan.
“Get on your knees. I want you from behind,” he commands, and goosebumps erupt all over my body. When he pulls out, the pressure is gone, and I immediately want it back. Flipping over to my knees, I wait for him.
His hand glides along my spine, pressing my shoulders down, and I lower to my elbows, just as he presses his cock back inside me.
“You’re so big, Pax. And you’re all mine.” He slams in again, harsh and unforgiving. He’s teasing me. With every thrust, my body is assaulted with need and overwhelming sensation, my cock bobbing with the momentum. But I don’t touch it yet, because when I do, it’ll be over.
“Please fuck me. I’m not going to last long,” I groan.
He lets out a heavy breath behind me, his hands tight on my hips as he picks up speed. “God, you take my cock so well. I want to come, Pax.”
Our groans and cries fill the room, mingled with the filthy sounds of our bodies slapping together, and it’s fucking amazing. It’s not even over and I already want to do it again. My hips rock backward to meet his thrusts.
“You first,” he says in a deep breathless tone as he reaches around to grab my aching cock. The first squeeze is like torture; it’s so fucking good, but I need to come.
He slows his thrusts as he jacks me, fast and hard. I can’t stop the current as it hits me, making me cry out in a low moan that nearly shakes the walls of the garage. Warm jets of cum land on the mattress and I swear I see stars with the intensity of my orgasm.
His teeth dig into my back as I shudder. “Fuck, I love watching that.”
Letting go of my cock, he grabs my hips and thrusts hard a few more times before riding out his own climax. I can feel his cock shake out his release inside me, and I never want him to pull out.
We both collapse, and I turn onto my back so he can lie in my arms, neither of us seeming to care that there’s a mess beneath us. He kisses my neck between each gasp for breath.
“Oh my god,” I say with a deep sigh.
“Oh my god is right,” he replies, and we both laugh. It sounds like we just finished a ten-mile run with the way we’re panting.
I’m disappointed when he leaves my arms, jumping up to discard the condom in the bathroom trash. I hear the water running as he cleans himself up, and now that I can finally take normal breaths, there’s a strange burning smell that I didn’t notice earlier. Glancing around the room, nothing looks out of the ordinary, so I assume it’s coming from outside.
A moment later, he brings a paper towel to the mattress, cleaning up the mess we made and dropping a kiss to my collarbone when he’s done. After tossing the dirty paper in the trash can, he drops onto the mattress next to me. He slips easily into place against my chest, his head lying comfortably on my shoulder. I’m letting myself relax when I’m with him, and it’s hard to believe that something that started just a few days ago has suddenly ripped my reality into shreds, in the best possible way.
