Page 63 of Poems He Wrote

My dick twitches on my stomach as it hardens. I grab it tightly, wrapping my fingers around the root of my shaft.

Ronan’s hands grab at the sides of the tub as she keeps rocking into me, grinding her clit onto my pelvis. Her long hair is wet at the ends and plastered to her back and her full breasts, but her pink hard nipples are poking through it.

My hand keeps sliding over my piercings, the mere thought of my woman making the tingles at the bottom of my spine intensify.

“Look at me, baby,” she moans into my ear. “Look at me fucking you. So, so good, baby.” Her lips are parted as she moans. I grab at her waist, holding her tight enough not to hurt her while ramming myself inside her. My thrusts are hard and brutal. She screams as her pussy twitches around me.

Fuck, I love thinking about her. My cock is so hard it’s hurting.

She pulses as she squeezes my dick so nicely. I want to fill her up. I want her full of me. I want to see me drip out of her. She pulls the hair at the back of my head, making me wince in delicious pain. Our eyes meet, her breath coats my lips, “I love you, baby,” she rasps.

Fuck. Fuck. Gahhhh. I’m so close.

Get out of the bathroom idiot, and go fuck your girl.

I rinse so quickly I almost slip. I can’t stop touching my dick, literally edging. I feel like I am going to burst, but I need to sink myself inside her first. I open the bathroom door and see Ronan gulping water down, standing at the kitchen counter.

I sneak into her room, drying myself off. I look through her closet and rummage through some of the boxes in it, also through the boxes under the bed looking for lube. It's nowhere to be found. My dick is leaking with excitement. I yank open the bedside table drawer on my side. No lube there. Reaching around, I open up hers, still no lube. I push hard to close it, but something rolls to the front of the drawer and my heart stops beating in my chest.

What?

I look at it. Hmm…

Interesting.

I like it when plans for the night suddenly change.

My dick twitches violently, leaking from the tip as I call out for Ronan. That dirty, dirty minx.

“Ronan, could you come here, please?”

“Coming!” She runs into the bedroom and stops dead in her tracks, her cheeks turning bright red as she stares at me. “Where did you get that?”

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Sick Love - Vince Kidd ft. Lady Leshurr

Ronan

The blood in my veins is frozen. I stare at Noah’s naked form, his dick stiff, heavy and bobbing between his lean legs. Wicked grin on his stupidly gorgeous face.

My heart is beating out of my chest, and I don’t know if it’s shame or something else. His eyes keep roaming over me hungrily, as if he didn’t just find ahuge pink dildo with five silver barbels through it. I near the bed, looking at the hand he is holding the toy in, as he positions it down next to his cock. He smirks, measuring the two.

“This thing is massive,” he laughs, his chest going up and down fast with shallow breaths. “It’s smaller than me, though. Mind telling me how this came to be?”

The thing between his legs bounces and I swallow audibly, looking straight at it. My stomach squeezes and turns with lust. My mouth waters at the gorgeous sight.

“I… I wanted to feel you,” I stutter. “I missed you and I wanted to feel you so bad.” I say, reaching the front of the bed, my fingers mingling with the edge of my shirt.

“And?”

“And I went to this small toy store, and looked for something similar to you. And I stole the bars from Corey’s studio.” I gulp, unbuttoning the collar.

“And?” he whispers, wrapping his long fingers around the shaft.

“Fuck. Noah, I wanted you. I needed to feel you…”

“Did you like riding it? When did you make it?”

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