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I sheathe a condom over his hard cock. Once I'm done, Marnus sits up, his face right in front of mine. He plucks a few fallen strands of hair off my shoulder and threads them around his finger. "You're not just good… You're the best."
I swallow thickly. I never thought I'd hear him say those words to me. And with that searing intensity in his gaze, the way he's staring at me like I'm the only person in all of existence, I can tell he means them, too.
"And just like apologies, you only get one compliment a year from me, so lap it up, buddy."
"Uh, you'll be the one lapping it up," I retort. "Now shut up, hurry up, and fuck me."
We readjust on the bed until I'm on my hands and knees with Marnus behind me. "You good with what to do, or do you need instructions?" I ask, smiling over my shoulder.
That earns me a slap on the ass. I wriggle around a bit, because hey, that felt surprisingly good. "I know what to do. I'm just…worried."
I stop goofing around. "About?"
There's a pause, then he says, "About giving you the dicking of a lifetime. How will I get you home afterward? You'll be this big pile of mush."
I raise a middle finger over my shoulder. "Less talking, more pumping."
And so that's what he does.
I hear theshmickof the lube bottle opening. A few seconds later, there's a cold press against my entrance.
"Wow. You have a really small dick," I tease.
"It has a tendency to deflate when I'm around ugly people," he whips back. "It's my finger. I'm warming you up."
I'm about to comment on how considerate that is, but before I can, he adds, "Before I completely and utterly annihilate you."
I smirk even though he can't see my face. That's pretty much the most perfect thing he could have said.
Marnus slides one finger in, then adds another, until he's eventually scissoring me with three fingers. The rush, the burn, the fullness swells from my lower belly, oozing a lava-like warmth through me from head to toe.
He pulls his fingers out, and I hear him opening the lube again. He adjusts behind me, making the mattress move.
And then, I feel it, feel him, lining up against my body. I was kidding about his dick size. It's not small. He's actually quite big. Thick, too, which makes me appreciate the effort he went to prepping me for it.
"You ready?"
"Yeah. I am. Fuck me, Marnus."
His fingers glide up my spine, my upper back, landing in my hair. He grabs a fistful of it and as he pulls down, he plunges inside me with one almighty thrust.
I yell out at the twin sensations. "Fuck. So good."
I'd bet my life he's grinning at that, at being able to elicit such a strong, primal response from me, but I couldn't care less.
This feels so good, and as he continues pounding into me relentlessly, his grip on my hair grows even tighter, forcing me to arch my back, lift my ass, and let him thrust into me, hitting my prostate every time he bottoms out.
The room fills with sounds of skin slapping skin and my breathy groans of pleasure. Using his free hand, Marnus thwacks my ass, sending me soaring.
"Roll me over," I gasp in between body-rocking thrusts.
"Okay," Marnus grunts.
I expect him to pull out, but instead, he hooks a hand under one of my thighs, and once he's buried to the hilt inside of me, he lifts me up and rotates me like a fucking chicken on a rotisserie.
The change in angle shoots pleasure up, down, in every direction. My back hits the bed, and I'm already seeing stars. I'm a lightheaded, squirming mass of muscle, bone, and sexual pleasure.
"This is better," Marnus grinds out, under the strain of his exertion. He's not just fucking me, he's fucking me with everything he's got, directing every ounce of strength and power he has at me.
