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“Fuck, baby,” I rumbled, spanning my fingers over his knees before sliding them up his hair-roughened thighs. His cock was long and hard but not too thick—just perfect for his body. I licked my lips, suddenly parched. “Nothing could’ve prepared me for how goddamn beautiful you are. Nothing.”
He angled his chin up, kissing me again. His fingers shakily worked at my pants. I awkwardly bent, working on the laces of my boots, our mouths still fused together. I managed to toe them off as he tugged my pants down. My cock slapped against my belly, precum leaking from the tip.
“Fuuuuck,” he moaned, his fingers wrapping around me.
“Christ,” I snarled, pumping into his warm, tight fist. I batted his hand away, my breaths sawing out of my chest. “Not yet,” I growled. “I’ll come too fast.” I snatched up the bag from the floor and dumped the items on the bed. Releasing the bag and letting it flutter to the floor, I ripped open the box of condoms before sheathing myself, staring at my boy as he watched me.
His dark eyes were hazy, his pupils blown. A damp spot had formed on his flat belly from the precum dribbling from his tip. Leaning down, I pushed him flat onto the bed before licking at it, his happy trail rough on my tongue. I moaned before flicking my tongue over his slit.
“Fuck!” he shouted, his heels coming onto the bed to dig into the mattress, his hips arching.
“Like that, boy?” I rumbled. I lubed up my fingers, flicking my tongue over his tip again. When he nodded, I grinned. “Good.” Then, I swallowed him into the back of my throat all while I eased a finger inside of him.
He tensed, a deep groan sliding from his throat. I gripped his thigh with my other hand, trying to soothe him. I kept my finger still but continued working him with my mouth, hoping to distract him while I stretched him.
“God, that feels so good,” he moaned. I began working my finger inside of him again, and when I got ready to insert a second, I swallowed him deep again. He cried out—a beautiful sound—and his hips rose off the bed, shoving himself even deeper into the back of my throat.
I groaned around him, and a mix between a sob and a moan crawled out of his throat, sounding like it damn near choked him.
A third finger easily slipped in, and a tremble wracked through his body. His fingers speared into my hair. “I’m gonna—”
I hummed around him, and he shouted my name, his cum spilling down my throat. I growled, swallowing every bit he gave me, andfuck, it was a lot. My boy hadreallyneeded to come.
I eased my fingers out of him before grasping his hips and tugging him to the edge of the mattress. His eyes were slitted as he looked up at me. “You ready?” I asked, my voice deep and throaty—a little sore from having his cock down it.
He nodded. After lubing up my cock, I pushed his right leg back and positioned my tip at his hole. “Just bear down for me,” I coaxed, smoothing my hand down his thigh. “It’s going to sting, but try not to tense up, okay?”
He nodded. “I trust you.”
Fuck, I knew how hard those words were for him to say. I’d cherish them for the rest of my life.
I pressed a kiss to his ankle before easing inside of him. He gritted his teeth but sucked in a deep breath before slowly releasing it, his body staying relaxed as he bore down for me. I moaned as I slid inside of his body. He was tight and warm andjust fucking rightfor me.
“Fuck, boy,” I growled, leaning over him. I planted a hand on either side of his head once I was all the way inside of him, my breaths sawing out of my chest. “You feel so good.” My eyes closed for a moment before I forced them back open so I didn’t miss a single thing on his handsome face. “So goddamnright.”
He twined his arms around my neck and leaned up a bit, pressing his lips to mine. His forehead was damp with sweat, making his dark hair stick to his skin. I wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and eased out of him before sliding back inside. Both of us moaned at the sensation.
I couldn’t get enough of him.
“You’re mine,” I growled, pulling back out. He nodded, his breath panting across my lips. “You’re never getting rid of me.”
“Good,” he moaned before his lips met mine again.
The only reason my phone should be fucking ringing was that someone was dying. So whoever was calling and waking me up had better be bleeding out and on their deathbed.
“Fucking answer that or make it shut up,” Draven mumbled, tugging the pillow over his head. Clearly, just like me, my boy did not like being woken up.
I leaned over the edge of the bed and snatched up my pants before grabbing my phone out of the pocket. “This better be important,” I grunted, answering Amree’s call. I was tired and wanted to go the fuck back to sleep. Draven and I had been damn near insatiable last night, and I felt like I’d gottenmaybethirty minutes of sleep.
Which definitely wasn’t enough.
Amree chuckled. I had half a mind to hang up on him. “It is. The boys have a Christmas tradition, and for some reason, they think it won’t happen just because we’re here.”
I rubbed at my eyes. “Well, that’s fuckin’ ridiculous,” I grumbled, my southern accent more prominent since I was sleepy and tired as hell.
“We’re meeting at Cameron’s in two hours.”
I yawned and glanced at my watch, which was the only item on me that hadn’t managed to come off last night. Fuck—forty-five minutes. That was how long we’d been asleep. I glanced over at Draven, who seemed to have knocked right back out.
