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The traitorous thought nearly has me coming as he holds my hands over my head, pressing into me over and over. My legs are sprawled flat against the mattress, my hips unable to move as he ruts into me. The angle and position have my eyes nearly watering, but I love it. I crave it.
“You always take me so damn good,” Ford groans as he nips and sucks at my neck. It’s painful and delicious. “Always so fucking tight.”
He thrusts into me, and I cry out, my mouth suddenly feeling empty. I want to suck on something, want his fingers against my tongue as he ruts. I want another cock in my mouth.
I let myself envision it as he pounds me into the mattress, my dick already so full and throbbing, my balls pushed up as far as they can go. I’m not going to last. I’m going to come, going to mess up his sheets.
And I know Ford is only getting started. He’s going to make me come twice, gonna make me see stars and pass out from all the orgasms. He’s trying to make me stay, and I just might this one night.
He shifts above me, causing an unnatural groan to escape my mouth. And he likes it because he grunts, doing it again and again, making my throat nearly raw from the sounds it’s making.
“Come. You come right fucking now.”
The way his cock is dragging across my prostate doesn’t make it hard to explode a minute later, my entire body trembling, my hole clenching around his cock as he continues to pound into me. I lay there, limp and messy, a satiated fuck toy as he continues to use my ass. And I love it, love that he takes me like this until I’m pushed over the edge again.
His hands loosen around my wrists and he drags his nails down my arm to my face, where he presses two fingers into my mouth. It’s like he knows exactly what I need.
“Suck,” he tells me, and I do. A sigh escapes me, feeling full and achy, feeling like I can finally relax.
“You like both of your holes being filled, don’t you?” he asks as he pushes his fingers down the back of my throat. I nod, loving the dirty talk, feeling my dick already perking up from the thought of it. His hips are thrusting against me in tiny bursts, making me see stars. But it’s when he shoves his fingers as far back as they can go and I’m forced to swallow that I feel my cock start to harden completely.
“There you go. You greedy little thing,” he murmurs as he holds his fingers inside of me and continues to take me.
I moan, writhing beneath him, needing to come again. Needing it all over again.
“Look how lucky I am. To have you beneath me.”
He has no idea. It’s me who’s lucky. I’m nothing compared to them.
He pulls his fingers from my throat, and I suck on the fingertips before he thrusts them back in and my eyes roll back into my head.
“Good boy,” he says and continues to fuck both my holes until I’m panting, my entire body sweating. Our skin is slapping against each other as he works me over the edge expertly.
When I finally come again on a cry, I feel his body shudder above me, a low groan torn from his lips.
“Fuck,” he says on a long exhale. “Fuck. It’s so good every time.”
His fingers slip from my mouth at the same time his cock slips from my body, and I suddenly feel fraught that it’s over. The minutes and hours I have with Cash and Ford where I’m aching for release are always so good. But when I finally come for the last time, I realize it’s over. And that I have to leave.
I have to crawl my way out of those moments, but I do it because it can’t be more than what it is.
“Come here,” Ford says, pulling my sweaty, aching body against his chest. I flop onto him, knowing that my cum-smeared abdomen and cock are going to get him messy, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He just pulls me into his arms, and I let him.
“Good. You let me fucking hold you, Benjamin,” he says, his hand running into my hair and tugging softly. “About damn time.”
I don’t say a word. My throat feels raw from crying out, from moaning. My entire body is limp. I can barely even swallow. It almost hurts to breathe.
“You can stay like this for just a bit, for a little while longer before you fuck off back home.”
There’s a hint of anger in his tone, and I hate it. So I softly kiss the skin of his chest nearest my lips, and I hear him shakily inhale. I’ve never kissed him before. It’s a line neither of us have crossed, but he’s holding me now. So I might as well let my lips linger.
“One day I’m gonna kiss that mouth too. This isn’t just fucking around for me.”
Well, shit. It is for me. I lift my head slightly and meet his dark stare.
“I need to leave,” I say, and I watch as his lips turn down in a frown.
“Always fucking running. Fine. You can keep doing that, but one day I’m gonna catch you.”
