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With a smirk thrown in my direction after he caught me staring, he stepped into the shower. I quickly pulled off my clothes and stepped in with him. I barely even got to feel the water on my skin before Harlow shoved me back against the wall and dropped to his knees in front of me.

“Fuck!” I shouted when he sucked me into the back of his throat, his tongue lapping at me, cleaning my cum off of me. Fuck not being able to get hard again. The second his warm, wet mouth wrapped around me, I stiffened.

I gripped the back of his head, panting, my balls already drawing up tight again. A man with that kind of mouth should beillegal. It was good—almost too fucking good. Tingles raced up my spine. My legs shook as I thrust into his greedy mouth. His tongue laved over my cock like a lollipop as he fondled my balls with his other hand.

“I’m going to cum,” I warned him, every muscle in my body tightening in anticipation.

He only sucked harder, and my eyes rolled back in my head. I spurted down the back of his throat, and he greedily swallowed everything I had to give him before gently popping me out of his mouth. Then, he licked up around my cock and balls, being extra gentle as he cleaned all the cum off of me.

“You good?” he asked once he was back on his feet, a pleased smile on his lips.

I just nodded my head, my eyes half-lidded. “I think I need to go back to sleep,” I mumbled.

He chuckled. “Shower first, then we can crash back into bed. When’s the last time you were with a guy, Xavier?” he asked.

I flushed, looking away from him. “I, um, a little over a year?”

“I’m guessing you haven’t gotten to experience much,” he noted. When I shook my head, he sucked my bottom lip between his teeth, gently nipping at the tender flesh, making it bleed again. He licked the blood up, and if I could’ve gotten hard again, I would’ve. But I was completely spent. “I can’t wait to show you how good it can feel.”

Fuuuuck.

8

Xavier

When I woke up the next morning, the sky was dark and stormy, and Harlow was trailing his lips over my skin, licking at the spots that made me shiver and sleepily moan. How did he know what spots would entice such reactions? He was too damn good at this.

“Harlow,” I rasped, groaning when he nipped at my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. I sighed, sinking further into the mattress, my dick throbbing. “What are you doing?”

“No work today,” he murmured, kissing his way across my chest to my other nipple. “Storm is too bad. Beaches are blocked off. And you’re just laying in my bed, naked and warm, practically begging me to fuck you.”

My breath hitched in my throat. “Fuck,” I growled. He couldn’t just say shit like that. “Harlow, you—” I moaned, cutting myself off when his hand wrapped around my shaft. It was slick with lube, sliding over me easily. I gasped in a breath of air, my legs parting and bending at the knee so I could thrust up into his hand.

Suddenly, his hand left my prick, and my eyes shot open to stare down at him in horror. Was he trying to fucking kill me here? “Wait—” I tightened up as soon as his hand slid between my ass cheeks, and my entire body tensed.

Then, he was kissing me, his tongue licking into my mouth. I relaxed back into the mattress, languidly kissing him back. “Stay relaxed for me,” he rumbled. “I’m going to make this feel really fucking good. I promise.”

I nodded, trusting him. He probed between my cheeks again, pressing a single, slick digit against my hole. I clenched my jaw before drawing in a deep breath, forcing myself to stay relaxed. “That’s it,” Harlow praised. He hissed a breath through his teeth as he inserted the first finger into me. “Fuck, baby, you’re tight,” he rumbled. “So fucking tight.”

I choked on a breath when his finger brushed over my prostate. “Har—fuuuuuck,” I choked out when he continued rubbing it. Tingles rushed over my body. My dick leaked onto my stomach. I was shaking and trembling, my breath sawing in and out of my lungs.

Within a few more seconds, I was coming all over my stomach, and Harlow took advantage, sliding another finger inside of me, working on spreading me open. I cried out when he brushed over that spot inside of me again, my body way too fucking sensitive. I wasn’t sure I could come again.

“P-Please…” I pleaded, shaking my head.

“You beg so prettily for me, baby,” Harlow murmured, a devilish smirk tilting his lips. “I’ll make the torture worth it. I promise.”

Before long, he was inserting a third finger. I was delirious, thrusting against his hand as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. “Need—Harlow, I need you inside of me,” I growled, looking up at him through slitted eyes. I was lost in a haze of lust, and IneededHarlow.

He slicked some lube on his hard, leaking cock before positioning himself between my legs. And then, he pushed inside of me, taking my ass for his own. Claiming it. I sucked in a sharp breath, the breath in my lungs stuttering at the fullness. He was so fuckingbig.

He leaned over me once he was fully seated inside of me, his eyes locked on mine, a primal look passing over his features. My entire body tingled in response, ready for him to devour me.

“You’re mine now, Xavier,” he rumbled. He gripped my chin, forcing my eyes to stay on his. “You hear me?Mine. Repeat it.”

I nodded. “Yours,” I promised. Then, I wrapped my hands around his throat and yanked his body down to mine, kissing him hungrily, licking into his mouth, claiming him, too.

He fucked me into his mattress, slamming his cock in and out of my tight ass, and while it burned, I was so lost in him that I didn’t even fucking care. He feltamazinginside of me, and I never wanted it to end.

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