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“Please, suck my balls.” My hand burrowed in the crown of his hair. “I’m so fucking turned on.”
“Damn, keep talking to me.” He pulled off my shaft and angled downward, swirling his tongue around my sac before sucking one ball, then the other. My cock was stiff as a fence post, prominent against my stomach. I ignored the urge to jerk myself off as I watched him lick my sac like it was a delicacy.
“I love how your tongue feels,” I told him. “Your mouth is a dream.”
Why did it take me so long to leave an awful situation when this was what I was missing? Lying to myself only made me waste years. If Foster would’ve heard me say that out loud, he’d no doubt have suggested something deep, maybe pointed out that leaving was extremely hard. That it took a ton of energy and courage. He’d also probably say something enchanting, like we were meant to connect at that exact right time in the middle of a bustling city street.
And he’d be right, but this…this was blowing my mind.
And I still wanted more.
Deserting my balls, Foster fit my cock inside the heat of his mouth again, and the slow, deliberate suction was making me desperate for release. But not like this.
“Wait.” I gripped his shoulder, and he instantly pulled his mouth away. “I…I want your dick inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
“Well, damn. You’ve left me a bit speechless.” Foster reached down to adjust himself. He was stiff behind his zipper and likely uncomfortable. “Are you sure? I could just—”
I grasped for his waistband. “Please.”
I helped him drag his jeans and underwear down his thighs and kick out of them. He was hard, a rosy flush at the tip, and I was desperate to feel all of him. “How do you want me? Should I—”
“How about you ride me?”
And fuck, I loved that about him. He knew that gave me the control I desperately needed. Plus, I loved that position and hadn’t done it that way in years.
I puffed out a heavy breath as if it had been jammed in my lungs for months, maybe years. “I’m game.”
20
FOSTER
“Be right back.” I kissed Lachlan’s cheek before disappearing to my room for a condom and lube. When I crawled back into the tent to lie down, it was a surreal moment of two worlds colliding, and I felt momentarily wobbly.
Pushing the thought aside, I suited up while Lachlan took control of the lube by liberally rubbing it on his hole, and I couldn’t look away even if I tried. When he fingered himself, I was sure he could see the hunger in my gaze, and I certainly wasn’t going to hide it. “Gorgeous.”
When he rubbed more lube down my length, I shivered at his touch. Lachlan stroked me at a leisurely pace, as if he wasn’t rocking my world. I swore under my breath as he lifted his knee to straddle my hips. This was really happening.
Groaning, he rocked back and forth, no doubt enjoying as much as I did the feel of my cock sliding along his crease. I clutched on to his waist, trying to slow my breathing and hold myself back from thrusting into his warm heat.
Lachlan bent forward to peck my lips. “Ready for this?”
“Whenever you are,” I replied as our eyes met and held. My hands were trembling at this point, I was so turned on. I could’ve gotten off from just this visual alone, though I would’ve lamented the opportunity for our bodies to connect in this way.
Watching me closely, Lachlan rose up on his knees to align my cock with his hole. Holding open his ass cheeks was a sensual sight all its own, but when he slowly bore down and my cock breached his hole, my vision doubled as I took in the incredible sensation.
He closed his eyes and arched his back as my cock filled him. “So damned good.” He used his knees for leverage as we fucked in long, deliberate strokes. With each thrust, I gripped his thighs tighter, my moans low and throaty.
He stared at me with an open expression, as if amazed he could elicit that response from me. How could he not know how sexy and gorgeous he was? Well, now I was bound and determined to show him. “You feel incredible.”
Lachlan’s eyes softened briefly as he lifted into a crouch, and then he swiveled his hips for added effect. His eyes rolled back as my cock rubbed his prostate on each pass inside him.
The tent filled with the sounds of our heavy panting, of our skin slapping together as he bounced faster. His dick was stiff and flushed at the tip, leaking against his stomach. I curled my fist around his shaft and stroked upward, eliciting a whole-body shudder from him.
