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Dawson placed my hands back on the bed as he lifted his chest up and rocked his hips. Rocking into me.
I was surrounded by his heat and musky sweat as he fucked into me with short, hard strokes.
God, I needed to come. My climax kept building, higher and higher.
I tried to move my leg up, but the scarf tightened around my ankle. Shit. Fuck. That was frustrating.
“Give yourself to me, Iain. Let go. I will give you every fucking thing you need,” Dawson growled as he pistoned his hips harder, faster.
I relaxed my body, and Dawson took control again.
He kneeled and took hold of my hips, pulling me back and fucking into me with powerful strokes. With my upper body on the mattress, my legs restrained, and my ass in the air, I was too blissed out to do anything but whatever Dawson wanted.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Dawson panted as he pounded my ass. “Look at you, taking my cock so good. I’m going to mark this pretty ass with my cum, inside and out, so you know exactly who you belong to.”
“Yes. Please, please fucking take me!” I whimpered.
His slick hand tugged on my dick, stroking in time with every thrust. He nailed my prostate over and over, and the tormenting pleasure spread through my body until I was begging, pleading to come.
“Who do you belong to, Iain?” Dawson demanded. “Say it.”
“You. Only you,” I gasped. “But you belong to me too.”
“Fucking right, I do.”
His hips thrust into me in a frantic rhythm, and with one more stroke on my cock, I came long and hard. I shouted his name as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me, pulling me under until I could only gasp for air.
Dawson’s body tensed, and then he moaned my name, unleashing his cum in my ass.
He continued to rock his hips, slower now, and aftershocks rippled through my body.
When he withdrew, he untied my ankles and rolled me over. I was rubber at this point, happy to move wherever he wanted to place me. On my back, still panting, I stared up at him, a fucked-out smile on my face.
The shimmering green of his eyes was bright, almost feverish in intensity.
I reached for him at the same time he lunged for me, taking my lips in a hungry kiss. It didn’t matter that he’d just fucked my brains out. I wanted him again, now.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding him as close as possible.
He paused and leaned back, cupping my face in his hands.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“Like what?”
“Like I’m something special.”
“Cause you are, sweetheart. Beautiful, talented, sexy, stubborn, sweet?—”
“Sweet?” I scoffed and tried to look away, but Dawson’s grip was firm.
“Yes. You. Sweet and sensitive and a million other things. You’re incredible. And I am one lucky man.”
“I think you have that mixed up.”
Dawson raised one eyebrow. “Do I need to tie you to the bed again? Didn’t you hear what I said?”
I smiled and licked my swollen lips. “You can tie me to the bed anytime you want. And I heard every word. I just… I still can’t believe it.”
