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Wrapping one arm around his waist to anchor him to me, I put as much power as I dared behind each thrust.
“Oh god. Oh fuck. That’s… I’m…”
“Who do you belong to?” I snarled.
“You.” He let go of my hip and tangled his hand in my hair.
“Whose ass is this?”
“Yours!”
“Say it.”
“I’m yours!”
My rhythm faltered. I knew he’d only phrased it that way because I told him to, but the fanciful part of me wanted it to be true.
“Yeah you are.” I sucked on his neck.
“Kiss me,” he begged.
I lifted my head and caught his lips under mine. It was messy and sloppy, more of a mashing of mouths than an actual kiss.
It was perfect. Goddamn perfect.
My thighs shook as my stomach muscles went taut. My balls, already high and tight, drew up even further as my orgasm crept closer.
Refusing to come first, I let go and let my instincts take over as I fucked Nick as hard as I could.
When he came, shaking and shuddering in my arms, he screamed his affirmations and shot his second load of the night onto my bed.
My own orgasm tore out of me with almost no warning, stealing my breath and all rational thought as my vision went black and pleasure overtook me.
Nick’s body gave out and he went limp in my arms. I tried to hold him up, but we ended up falling on the bed in a panting, sweaty tangle of limbs.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Nick muttered.
I went to roll off him.
“Don’t.” He clutched my ass. “Stay like this.”
“As long as you want.” I pressed a kiss against his overheated cheek.
“You really are a man of your word,” he mumbled, his voice dreamy. “You made me come twice. And you made me scream. I thought that was a myth.”
“Multiple orgasms?”
“Yes. But not that. Screaming.” He made a little snuffling sound. “No one has ever made me scream. Not for real at least. I thought that was just a thing people did when they were trying to sell it.”
“Sell it?”
“You know. When the D isn’t D-ing so you gotta make a big show and pretend like it’s the best D ever so they’ll nut and stop.”
“Can I roll us over and hold you?” I asked softly.
I knew Nick’s mind was a little fuzzy after his orgasm, but the thought that he’d faked it with others because he’d wanted the sex to be over made me irrationally mad. He deserved so much more than selfish partners who couldn’t be bothered to put the effort into making sure it was good for him.
Nick was one of the most, if not the most, generous lovers I’d ever had. He was almost too generous and struggled to accept the same kind of treatment or enthusiasm he happily doled out.
