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Wyatt's big hands roamed over Zach's body greedily, squeezing his ass and raking down his back. Zach shuddered at the pleasurable sting, arching into Wyatt's touch. He needed more, needed to be consumed by this dangerous man who had irrevocably changed his life. "Bed," he rasped.
Indulgently, Wyatt manhandled Zach towards the bed, their mouths still devouring each other hungrily. Zach's knees hit the mattress and he fell back, Wyatt's solid weight pressing him down into the sheets.
"Tell me what you want," Wyatt rasped, his eyes blazing. Zach flushed under the intensity of that gaze.
"You," he breathed. "I want you."
Wyatt made a low, primal noise in his throat. He gripped the hem of Zach's t-shirt and tore it over his head in one smooth motion. Zach gasped as Wyatt's mouth descended hotly onto his exposed chest, licking and sucking at his nipples. Zach arched up with a cry, sparks shooting down his spine.
Wyatt's big hands worked open Zach's jeans, shoving them down slender hips. Zach's cock sprang free, pumped and already leaking. Wyatt wrapped one large hand around the sensitive length, squeezing just shy of too much. Zach whined, bucking up helplessly into that tight grip.
"You're so responsive," Wyatt said approvingly. "I want to play with your body all night."
Zach moaned, so turned on he could hardly stand it. Wyatt stroked him slowly as he sucked a mark onto Zach's throat. Zach tilted his head back, baring the vulnerable line of his neck.
Wyatt licked and nipped his way down Zach's heaving chest, pausing to dip his tongue into Zach's navel. Zach shuddered, hands coming up to tangle in Wyatt's dark hair.
"Please," Zach gasped mindlessly.
"Please, what?"
Even as he panted for more, Zach rolled his eyes. "What, is your hearing going already, old man? Please,fuck me!"
Wyatt smirked at him with lust-darkened eyes. "We're going to have to work on your manners, kid — but since you asked so nicely..."
Zach cried out as Wyatt swallowed him down without warning, taking his entire length into the wet heat of his throat. Zach saw stars, overwhelmed by the intensity of sensation.
Wyatt was… nearly as good as him. Zach's professional pride as a cocksucker had to leave it at that.
Wyatt sucked Zach's cock with single-minded focus, hollowing his cheeks and working the sensitive head with his tongue. He gripped Zach's bucking hips, holding him down as he took him apart with lips and tongue and throat.
It was too much, too good. Zach was barreling rapidly towards release when Wyatt suddenly pulled off, denying him. Zach whined in frustration, his slick cock jerking against his belly.
Wyatt chuckled darkly. "Not yet, baby. I'm gonna take my time with you."
Zach trembled with need as Wyatt flipped him effortlessly onto his stomach. Wyatt's big hands massaged and squeezed the globes of his ass. Zach moaned, writhing wantonly.
"You want me in here, sweetheart?" Wyatt rasped, one thick finger circling Zach's hole.
Zach arched up against Wyatt's touch, begging for more. "Please, yes, I want it, I want you in me—" he babbled.
Wyatt grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand, drizzling it down the cleft of Zach's ass. His fingers returned to Zach's entrance, massaging the tight furl gently before pushing inside.
Zach moaned brokenly as Wyatt worked him open with slick fingers, stretching him slowly. He rocked his hips back, fucking himself on those digits even as Wyatt held him still with a large hand between his shoulder blades.
When Wyatt finally lined up the thick head of his cock and started to push in, Zach thought he might black out.
Zach whimpered as Wyatt's thick cock breached him, stretching him open wider than he'd ever been. There was a burn as his body struggled to accommodate Wyatt's impressive girth, but Zach wanted more,neededmore.
"That's it, just relax," Wyatt gritted out, his powerful thighs trembling with restraint as he forced himself to go slow.
Zach let out a shaky breath, willing his body to loosen up. After an endless moment, Wyatt slid in deeper, inch by inch, until his heavy balls rested against Zach's ass. Zach had never felt so perfectly full. He groaned and melted against the bed, giving himself up to Wyatt.
Wyatt gave him a moment to adjust before drawing his hips back and thrusting in again. Zach cried out, sparks shooting up his spine. Wyatt set a steady pace, rocking into Zach with deep, powerful strokes.
"Fuck, you feel incredible," Wyatt growled, his big hands gripping Zach's hips hard enough to bruise. "So tight for me."
Zach moaned, lost in overwhelming sensation. He could feel Wyatt holding back, keeping his thrusts measured despite his obvious desire to pound Zach into the mattress.
