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His mouth is wet and glistening, his eyes heavy-lidded as helooks up at me. I shove my fingers deeper, curve them up, and he jerks and cries out as I find that spot inside him and stroke it. But it’s a tricky angle for my wrist, and besides, I want something other than my tongue and my fingers in that tight, slippery hole.
“You ready for me?”
“Yeah I’m ready,” he says, voice thick with need.
“Then roll over. Yeah. That’s a good boy, like that.” He just about preens any time I praise him, and I make a note at the back of my mind—that stoic, dependable part of me, which is right out of the picture at the moment—to make sure I tell him every day how fucking amazing he is. Because he is, especially spread out for me like this, legs up and bent and spread wide with his hands on his knees, his pouting asshole glistening in the light, squeezing in on itself as I look at it.
“You gonna fuck it, Castellani, or just drool at it?” he asks, and grins when my eyes shoot up to his, outraged.
“You watch your mouth, Esposito, or I’ll fuck that instead and leave you all backed up and desperate.”
It’s an empty threat, and he knows it, practically crowing as I tap the tip of my dick against his knot. It’s an easy push in, one hot, wet slide so that I’m balls-deep before he can even breathe out again, and I pause to really feel it, the stretch of his channel around me. His hands are moving over himself, reaching down to touch his dick as I pull out again and slam back in. His wide chest flushes, and I help him hold up those thickly-muscled thighs as I stroke in and out, a velvet-smooth ride. I could do this forever, pumping in and out of his body as he relaxes into it, moaning and gasping, pulling his dick to the same rhythm I set.
“More,” he pants out. “I need you deeper.”
“You want deeper, you’ll need to do some work.” I pull out and slap his thigh softly, making him shuffle over on the bed. I lie down, biting back a sigh of relief as I relax into the soft sheets, and put my hands behind my head. “Well?” I say with a grin, as Bricker just stares at me. “You gonna fuck it, Esposito, or just drool at it?”
He snorts, but he’s bouncing up at once, and then I get the sweet, sweet pleasure of watching Bricker Soldano lower his ass down on my cock, tightening up as he wriggles around, seating himself. “Oh, fuck. I always forget how big you are,” he gasps, pausing a moment. I can feel his gut fluttering around me and I grip my own hair in my hand, tug a little to make sure I’m distracted enough not to shoot in record time.
“I’m not so big. You’re just—fuck—tight.”
He leans over and grins down at me. “You feel good.”
“So do you.”
“Mmmm.” He starts moving, head falling back as he fucks himself on my dick, jacking himself as he does. I want to stay right where I am, acting all lazy and unaffected, but how can I possibly not be affected by the sight of him? I grab at his thighs, my fingers digging in as he bounces up and down on me, taking more and more of me until I couldn’t get any deeper into him without divine intervention, couldn’t be more connected, as he sweats and gasps and writhes around moaning…
I’m surrounded by him, completely consumed by the feel of him, every contraction of his gut, his muscles gripping me, the perfect heat of him, the way he fits like a glove on my dick, like he was made for this purpose—
“I’m gonna come,” I grit out, and that hot ring only gets tighter on me, dragging my pleasure out of me, while words spill out of his mouth, driving me on.
“Come on, Max, God, you feel so good, you’re gonna fill me up, breed me, I wanna feel it, wanna take your load,come on—”
I’m overwhelmed by him, my dick buried hard in his ass, my balls screwed up tight as hell, every muscle in my body going taut as I give into it, crying out even before it’s really hit me, my fingers spasming and clawing at his thighs as the sensation builds in my nuts, shoots up my spine, the head of my dick pounding its way through that sweet, viselike ring and into the depths of him. There is nothing left in the whole wide world except my cock in his ass as I grab his hips and slam into him, erupting long and loud into him, the orgasm shaking me down to my bones.
His hole is still milking me as I float back down, and just before it starts to get uncomfortable, he shoots too, emptying out those big gorgeous balls all over me, marking out his territory just as surely as I’ve marked out mine.
Later, after a tired, half-hearted cleaning, his arms snake around me in the dark, tight and possessive.
“I love you,” he whispers. “Oh, God, I love you, Max, and I don’t think I can stop.”
I rub his back up and down in long, soothing strokes. “Who says you have to stop? I love you, too. We can do that. Love each other.”
He takes that in, the seriousness in his voice replaced by what sounds like a smirk when he asks, “Every night?”
“Every goddamn night. Though I can’t promise I won’t pass out occasionally. God, you really put me through my paces, Capo.”
He chuckles, pleased, and I’m slipping into sleep, but I still feel his lips as they press against mine. “Goodnight,” he murmurs. “Love you, Max.”
Love you, Bricker. Goodnight.I try to get the words out; it’s a mumble, but when he snuggles closer, I’m reassured he understood.
And then I’m gone, sleep hitting like a sledgehammer.
* * *
It’s my phone that wakes me, early in the afternoon, and I groan as I lean over to pick it up. Bricker, on the other hand, is wide awake immediately.
“Is that Jacopo?”
