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“Please. I need more than your fingers.”
“More,” he kept his voice low, deep enough to pierce my soul.
“Stick your cock in me and fuck me. Pound into me until I can’t walk. I want you to use me until I’m spent.”
His body tensed around me. “Good boy.”
Reese backed away and pulled out his fingers, leaving me empty and wanting. He flipped me over and I could finally see him in all his glory.
He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. His dark skin was soft and supple, his body was firm but not hard. He always kept his tight curls close to his scalp, and in the dim light, they might have been a halo.
The lines of his body led to his cock, thick and erect. Because of me. Because he desired me. Even if there was nothing else, his body wanted me. A year ago, that might have been enough, but not anymore. Now I longed for his heart.
While I admired him he tossed away the used condom and reached for another, but I stopped him. “Don’t,” I said, pressing my hand to my stomach. “I want you to cum inside me. Fill me up with you.”
A shudder coursed through his body as he looked at me, his eyes burning. He wrapped his fingers around his cock, pressing the head against my entrance. “Don’t regret it later.”
In an instant he was inside me, my body opening to him. He had always been fucking huge, but it felt different this time; like he was giving himself fully to me.
He didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath before he started to thrust, sinking to the hilt only to pull out until to the tip. He lowered himself until his lips met mine, his kisses sweet as he broke me apart.
“You should be grateful,” he rasped, his voice laced with pleasure. “Do you have any idea how famous my cock is?” His hand twisted into my hair again, forcing me to look him in the eye. “Men, women, everyone wanted a taste of what’s inside you.”
My mouth went dry. I didn’t trust my words so all I managed was a guttural moan. I had never cared about his work in porn, and I still didn’t. I didn’t judge him for his past; it had been a job that he had thrived in, nothing more. But he had never told me why he stopped. There was something in his voice, something I couldn’t quite name. It felt heavy, painful almost.
I wanted to comfort him, but my entire body was buzzing with pleasure. It was all I could do to wrap my arms around him, holding him close. There was no one watching us now, no theme to follow. It was just us, and I wanted to carve it into my memory.
One of his hands drifted down to my chest, twisting my nipple between his fingers. I cried out as waves of delicious pain spread through my body, but he chuckled. “You like it when it hurts,” he teased, pinching and playing with my nipple. “You’re such a slut.”
“If it’s you, I don’t care how much it hurts.”
He faltered for a moment, his brows arching together. Too much emotion had slipped out, and I couldn’t take it back now.
“Don’t stop,” I ordered. “Show me what made your dick so famous.”
I could see thoughts flickering behind his eyes, trying to pierce through my defenses. I dug my fingernails into the soft skin of his back. “Pay attention,” I hissed. “Or do I need to tie you up and have my way with you?”
He chuckled. “I’d like to see you try.”
He reared back, grabbing my legs and forcing them up. I yelped as he set my knees on his shoulders, my muscles screaming at the sudden stretch. My lower back lifted from the bed as he made use of me, every thrust hitting my sweet spot.
“Fuck,” I whimpered, unable to do anything but lay there and take it. “I’m going to cum.”
His breath came out in little puffs, and I could tell he was close too. “Why does it feel so good inside you? God, I could spend the rest of my life swallowed around your hole.”
“Cum inside me.” I was beyond caring about how desperate I sounded. I wanted to feel him; to feel everything.
He smirked, but his face was contorted with strain as he came closer and closer to losing himself. “You’re squeezing me so tight, I couldn’t escape even if I wanted.” He pushed himself in, his balls slamming against me, and then he paused. Gentle fingers brushed loose strands of hair away from my face. “Can you feel me, Logan?” he whispered. “Make sure you feel where we’re connected. Right now, I’m a part of you, and I’m going to mark your insides with my seed.”
“Do it,” I panted. “Please. Give me everything.”
A deep moan rumbled in his chest as he wrapped his hand around my throbbing cock. He started stroking me in tandem with his thrusts, and I only made it a few seconds before I exploded.
He came soon after, his warmth spreading into my deepest places. It was heaven, and it was hell.
Reese let my legs fall back to the bed and folded himself forward until his head was nestled against my shoulder. We were both breathing hard from the exertion, and I could feel the stickiness of my release smeared between us.
I knew things would be different after this, one way or another, so I stayed still and quiet. These moments were precious, and I didn’t want to waste them.
