Page 41 of Drag Me Down


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Well, hot damn. I probably would have had a nosebleed if I had spotted that in his backpack, knowing how I felt about him the moment I first laid eyes on him. Knowing I had to be inside of him the moment his words infected me in that underground London bar.

Rushing for his bag outside the bathroom, I rifle through each compartment, not wanting to lose the moment. Or him.Jesus, don’t think about this being a one-time thing.

Finding the lube, I scurry back into the bathroom and nearly wipe out on the slick tile. I drop to my knees between his spread legs, groaning as I get a full view of him, legs spread, lean stomach muscles flexed, dark hair hanging down over his stunning eyes, and heavy dick clutched in his hand. His other hand dips to tug on his balls.

Anticipation has my pulse running faster than a live show. I squirt lube into my palm and suck in a deep breath, absorbing the vision of him, disheveled and needy for me.

No, he just wants an escape. Not me.

“Are you… seeing anyone else?” I ask hesitantly, wondering if I took action too soon, hand covered in lube.

He shakes his head. “No. It’s been years.”

“Okay.” I nod. “For me too.”

It dawns on me that I haven’t actually slept with anyone since my ex, which was what, three years ago? Fuck, I’m horrible at this metal god thing.

My brows furrow. “Should I still get a condom?“

He shakes his head, tongue darting out to wet his lips. “I want you bare.“

His eyes watch my hand as I lower it between his legs and circle a hesitant finger around his hole. He tips his head back in pleasure, and I gain confidence, sometimes letting my hand drift up to stroke his cock before I slide it back down to rub at him.

I want eternity to learn what he likes. How to set him the fuck off.

Sinking a finger inside of him, my own orgasm threatens to unleash at this delicious act alone.

“God damn, you’re tight. Are you sure about this?”

He blinks those long, dark lashes at me, his ice-blue eyes bewitching me. “I can take you, Koval.”

Another finger slides in, pushing and stretching and ruining me for everything else. Everyone else.

Wasting no time, I scoot closer to move the head of my dick along his crease, watching in rapture of this lude act. So painfully slow, I begin to push inside of him, groaning at the hot grip of his body. I clutch the towel rack above our heads, my other hand holding his hip, fingers pressing into the soft flesh of his round ass.

“Fuck, I might be an ass man.”Quite literally. I’m buried halfway inside of Z. He fights back a wince, and I pause. “Z.”

His hands grab my ass and haul me all the way inside of him. And, oh god, my eyes shudder as we both release moans. I lean over him, pressing kisses and whispered curses against his collarbone and neck and perfect lips.

As I start moving my hips, I swallow up the little noises he makes and feed him my own primal growls. He tilts my hips to help me pinpoint his prostate.

“God, right there. Yes.“

“I’m too close already,” I murmur, worried he’ll be disappointed in my endurance.

He raises up to bring his mouth to my ear, setting off flutters in my stomach. “Finish inside of me.”

“Fuck.” I shiver and unload on another hard pump, grateful the shower is running to muffle our noises. Though, I’m sure they can still be heard from outside the room.

His cock twitches against me, and I glance down to see that his stomach’s already coated in his own release. I give him a gentle kiss because I feel like that’s the respectful thing to do after I just wrecked him.

And I don’t ever want to stop kissing him.

Stretching a hand under the stream of water in the shower, I grimace at the lukewarm temperature. “Do hotels run out of hot water?”

“I suppose I’ve been running it for a while,” he replies, brushing locks of hair from his face.

I hoist him onto his feet, eyes roving over him in appreciation. “That’s okay. You’re enough heat for me.”

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